CD Review – Volcano Suns, All Night Lotus Party (Merge)

perfectly
noised
PoP!

purrrrrrrr
fec
t
ly

poised
i’m a collector
of stuff noised
i’ve got heart
gadgets

ribcage
PoP/beat/at
(ramones)
the/brat
is the start of
a base/ball/bat/
feed/bac
king
brrrrrreaking
ribs
smashhhhhhing
knees…

heart thump
(all night)
i thought
the girl was
heaven sent
(lotus party)
dancing

i’ve got a red wagon

white elephant!

ipods
(i’ve got a wild thing)
at the ready/steady/
go!
(gen x/y/zzzzzeeeeee)
chopping
chirping
guitars,
chocolate
chalk
snares,
sweet/standing
hairs
on the up
edge

get the song
sparking
get the suns
shining

volcano elephants
a white epiphany

i’ve got a hoolie hoop

volcan(e) o sun s
clip/hair
trip/hop
don’t worry
what’s the style
in
or
out
i guess to her
i was a wild thing

i’ve got a wide open

it’s my heaven scent

if you ever
want
to trip
send me songs
like
white ele[phant
by the volcano suns

i’ll hitch you up
to the red wagon

\green beret
red jet spray/

play loud

white elephant
room with a view
four letters
dot on a map
polythene pam/greasy spoon
village idiot
(everyone needs a whipping boy)
journey to the center of the mind
jazz odyssey
time off
magic sky
juniorrrrrrrrr

for hours on end

if you ever want to
elevator lift
a great big stone
roll it through
muddy waters
(ripe)
sudsy gutters
(snipe)

o birds/o words
what’s inside!
(my aim is true)
blown
stack
screaming,
dreaming
mercury daughters,
his/n/her constellations
planets circling
volcano suns

i’ll walk around
the volcano
i’ll see you
on the elephant

love is all around
open up
and say
aaaaaawwwwwwwww!
PoP/si/cle stick
i’m a collector
of a wild thing
hoola hoop
wwwwwwooooooooooo!

daddy died
in other people’s dreams
sounds like bucks
screaming
a brand new idiom
listen to the greenbacks
rustle
flex your spaghetti muscle

four letters
PoP
volcano
heart
suns
i send four letters
none received
none believed
too many times
unaccepted
too many times
broken and
i’m not jokin’
i’m spinnin’
all aroun’

if ever
you desire
the definitive (beatles)
cover of
polythene
pam
listen up
hook it up
it’s wired to
greasy spine
talk is cheap
at the all night
lotus party

she’s so good lookin
she looks like a man

yeah/yeah/yeah!

i will be your idiot
(iggy PoP)!
i will be your whipping
stone
(emily haines)
look into my
rolling eyes
ride the cog
crotch on fire
(dancing)
polythene pam
greasy spine
and journey
to the center
of the volcano
suns

About Eugene Osudar

“born, august 16, 1963. i’m 45, and yes, i’m getting too old for this. bring out the rocking chair. my first concert, november 1978, elvis costello and the attractions. i was 15. their blisteringly brilliant 65 minute set only served somebody to affirm my new direction in the musical parallel universes, new wave punk alternative, oh sanctity oh celebration (!Freedom!) college radio! i’m old, i’m used up and i’m free. i see 50something Full sets of music every month and dance most of them. and when i dance, i mean to say, I Dance and Celebrate, 2/3/4 hours a night. The Gaslight Anthem. The Boss. The Weber Brothers. The Wind Ups. i’ll dance with Los Campesinos. i’ll move to The Long Winters. The Replacements. Husker Du. The Pogues. oh elvis costello, oh Clash! i could go/go/go Gogol Bordello forever. L(eonard) Cohen. come, Dance With Me (Old 97s) wherever you may be, sincerely, eugene
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