#american acoustic

[ghostdaughterr]

“a place where no one has died”

lyric breakdown

“so, it’s just me and this tap water all full of lead

and we circle the drain ‘til i go back to bed”

— LA tap water is gross and so am i

“it’s just you in the morning, you’re all that i want

and you’re so far away, i hope the bombs don’t go off”

— homesickness, a feeling of an impending doom/violent end

“and this world is bad theater, the 3rd act is on

and it’s falling apart ‘til the curtain draws

there’s a light i can’t see but it shines on the stage

and i’m sewn to my seat like i’m part of the play”

— it’s all falling apart and i am powerless to stop it. there is an illusion i cannot quite see through. maybe this illusion is life itself.

“is it true? what you told me an autumn ago

empty words in the darkness from mouths full of smoke”

— not even the ones you love are outside the illusion

“it’s just me and this medicine no one prescribed

it gets caught in my throat and i choke and i cry”

— neither are the drugs. numbing yourself stops working eventually.

“it’s just you in the mirror always judging me

take my eyes and my tongue, i forgot how to speak”

— self-hatred, self-denial, trying to not give up

“it’s okay, give it time, it’ll all be alright

there’s a girl in the shower, she’s singing and alive

there’s a dog in the graveyard so patient and sad

there’s this place we can go where it won’t be so bad”

— reveling in the ecstasy of a life drenched in grief, the girl singing in my shower is a recurring hallucination, and idk if it’s me or the dog that’s in the graveyard waiting

“there’s fresh air and clean clothes and silence you can stand

your grandmother’s in the kitchen with flour on her hands”

— the most beautiful place i can imagine

“and police don’t exist there, you won’t have to hide

and police don’t exist there, and no one has died”

— acab and also “song for a chicken named jenny” by pat the bunny means a lot to me and there’s a line where he says ‘here in your arms my darling police don’t exist’

“and we never tried the hard stuff and no one has died

and our bodies worked perfect and no one has died

and nobody owns nothing and no one has died

and no one has died and no one has died”

— would’ve could’ve should’ve-ing my way into heaven

“it’s just me in this bedroom rewriting cliches

cutting open my sickness every fucking day

and it all tastes like ashes and blood in my throat

there’s a man with a gun in my childhood home”

— retreating into solitude trying to make sense of it, the violent machinery of my mind and the loneliness of this life. then being robbed of even the safety that should exist in your own mind or in your childhood bedroom.

“and you’re tied to the radiator, burns on your wrist

nothing bad happens here since my mother got sick”

— the death of innocence. the marks left by cruelty.

“and the walls are asbestos and no one has died

and the water’s still poison but no one has died

and the kids all have cancer but no one has died

and my body’s a target but no one has died”

— old houses i grew up in, LA tap water + dirty water in my hometown after Hurricane Helene, cancer being everywhere in my life and my family, existing as a trans person in america but particularly in the south

“and no one has died” x12

— obviously we have all died. everyone i loved. everyone. this is a prayer. a desperate and ultimately futile prayer.

[rocknrollflames]

[haveyouheardthisband]

[fruity-pontmercy]

Modern AU Feuilly would play the banjo send post.

[haarute]

here's my recording of kouji wada performing butter-fly at a convention i attended to in 2010. hypest moment of my life btw.

[petrodragonicapocalypse]

king gizzard acoustic night at the brighton dome, 31.05.24. photo by me

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

ONE OF THE BAND'S HAPPIER MOMENTS, RIGHT BEFORE THE BEATLES BURIED THEM LATER THAT YEAR.

NOTE^"Rubber Soul," anyone? Released December 1965, and then Brian Wilson began losing his mind.

PIC(S) INFO: Mega spotlight on American rock band the BEACH BOYS, photographed with their girls during the band's "Party!" album sessions, c. fall 1965, mainly for recording the background noises and sound effects later used on the LP.

EXTRA INFO: The photographs taken during this live "living room session" were also used for the front and back cover art of the album.

Sources: www.reddit.com/r/OldSchoolCool/comments/9jhfa9, Picuki, X, various, etc...

[kemetic-dreams]

Jesse Fuller, sitting on a porch and playing the acoustic guitar, while using his feet to play the cymbal and the 'footdella,' his own homemade stringed instrument, California , circa 1955.

[thegloriaswitch]

it's a poorly kept secret that i have this other project of so-called "country" songs. here's ten more tunes about penury, heartbreak, death and other joys of living. it's on all the services but between you and me, bandcamp is way cooler so check it out. and it's OK if you cry.

[szollibisz]

Heartbreaking: the most heartwrenching beautiful lyrics your mutual posted in all caps and you looked up just because of that belong to a song with lackluster music and boring vocals

[ghostdaughterr]

porch swings and diet cokes

i think there’s something in the water

saw it on my small device

i’ll never be my father’s daughter

[rocknrollflames]

Day Fifteen: A Picture of a Band You Would Love to Be In

30 Day Band Challenge

I mean, I don't want to mess with their sound ...

(But look at them. It's clear they need me. Every good band needs a tambourine girl. Especially for JJF. Or a dancing girl. Or a chick who carries Kleenex in her purse.)

[haveyouheardthisband]

[mossgloam]

🌲⏳🌒 🕯️

much thanks to anyone that gives my EP a listen or adds it to a playlist. new album on the way.

sincerely,

moss gloam

[kickerofelves]

Bleeding Heart Tetra — North Americans

[a-polaroid-of-us-jpg]

2024 The Eras Tour Surprise Songs Tracker

Toronto Night 5✨

🎸: Ours x The Last Great American Dynasty 💜🩶

🎹: Cassandra x mad woman x I Did Something Bad 🤍🩶🖤

(The mashup I’ve been waiting for 🤧)

@taylorswift @taylornation