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The Feel Of Sticks

by Slunq

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Gavin Hellyer
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Gavin Hellyer Yet again Zaph Mann and his brilliant podcast "In Memory Of John Peel" introduces me to more great music, this time a highly interesting and dark UK alternative post punk outfit. So, whatever you do, check out Zaph's podcasts. Favorite track: End Of The Sun.
Darth Eejit
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Darth Eejit Fantastic work. Lymph is a brilliant track. Favorite track: Lymph.
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1.
6EQUJ5 03:05
2.
Another You 03:20
limbs heaped in piles in front of the golden axis the woman you saw in there, she was not ready to hear your instruction • falling down the stairwell to induce familiar pain • your body cannot take this poor excuse for food again • spitting out the ashes like you've not done this before • the evidence is bleeding into puddles on the floor • falling down the stairwell to induce familiar pain • your body cannot take this poor excuse for food again • spitting out the ashes like you've not done this before • the proof is in the clinic and the clinic is the door to another you I repeat: curve that jagged light whole in heart pure in mind geoff he comes in here waving his arms around and has the audacity to tell us what we should eat • eating up your dinner like a pig without a jaw • the cops all have erections and are dressed as Irwin Shaw • your fingers are the pincers that reduce the meat to dust • your teeth and gums are stopping you from giving in to lust • falling down the stairwell to induce familiar pain • your body cannot take this poor excuse for food again • spitting out the ashes like you've not done this before • the proof is in the clinic and the clinic is the door to another you awake from prayer states empowered by the wrong injection
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Evolution 03:23
Seventeen weeks of silence we’ve been there still typing a list of names (unreadable, so eat the words)    We are in cities of grace, in towns left to burn. Too sour to hold him down in the abyss of microbes and germs (where fish are our leaders). The story of food may outlive us all but we’ll still be living in cities of grace, in towns left to burn. Too sour to hold him to promises broken.  Seventeen years of resin fills up the gaps in your teeth. The mushrooms are watching us, waiting for us to slip up. In cities of grace, in towns left to burn, in soil too fertile. I watch from the trees as bacteria compels you to write down the story of food.
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Floorwalker 04:32
Release To comfort and please By the wayside: Splitting eyes that see and atoms that speak Read it: Fetch my research papers I left them in the car in a yellow folder They could not have gone far Disdain just complicates things when we need them to be clean This is what Susan and Geoff mentioned  on the weekend Floorwalker
5.
Lymph 02:54
HEARTS AND MINDS AND LEGS AND RIBS HE SAYS HOLD THE SPRAY DIRECT HOLY LIPS (HE MAKES LITTLE SPINES) INGESTS AT EVERY PRESSING INVENTS EMPATHY HIS WRIST: HOLY WORDS FROM WHICH I ABSTAIN INGEST AT EVERY PRESSING ALL DECEIVERS DECEIVE THEMSELVES WORK AND TIME DECEIVERS HOLD THE SPRAY HE WANTS TO WASH IT TO RINSE DOWN AND IN A SENSE BECOME THE SINGING FOR SOMEONE ON HIS SIDE HEARTS AND MINDS AND LIMBS AND GLANDS I CAN’T STAND THE NOISE THAT COMES FROM THE ROOM WHEREIN DIAGRAMS ARE MADE INTO GLOVES A NOISE OF REALISM SPOILS ALL THESE PLANS AND EAT ALL WE’VE LEFT AND EAT ALL WE’VE LEFT TO HOLD
6.
Disco Tester 02:35
It was thursday. I was in bed. And the ceiling changed to sky above my head. Like a dog eating a tray, i felt sure the war outside had come to an end. (God help those in chains to find a way) Disco-tester! Make it happen! Watch it stagnate! Disco-tester! Make it happen! Watch it stagnate! Let it inflate! Let it clean us!
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Making notes like falling foam it’s a waste of time. Time is all that can be blessed or bought behind.   But i insist you wait just a second  for the world. For a bowl of dirt. Say it’s true that you fought to hell (ignore)   Pieces grasping bones and fingers beckon. Surfaces and brilliant muscle waits. Inhalations bones and fingers beckon. Walk debates with racing hearts today. …and then she stuck her precious fingers in my mouth: “Swallow not the sacred word upon my brow!” We slept and stayed completely still in her car, eating dirt. The sticky sequence that we are. Eating dirt Eating dirt Eating dirt and bread. Pieces grasping bones and fingers beckon. Surfaces and brilliant muscle waits. Inhalations bones and fingers beckon. Walk debates with racing hearts today. Alert!  The bleating is loud and fleeting. And our blood is seeping out into town. Pieces grasping bones and fingers beckon. Surfaces and brilliant muscle waits. Inhalations bones and fingers beckon. Walk debates with racing hearts today.
9.
Place the tape of singing bins in the pocket of your jeans. Into the grey, lights emerge (once a pretext of a girl). Reptiles cry when England falls Reptiles cry when England falls Spill your gravy: England falls when the lights fade We’ve hearts un-waking, thoughts un-breaking. There’s lights in my house to calm him down. Retrieve the tape of empty songs from the cupboard where it belongs. Paint the grey: ants emerge and form a pretext. We’ve hearts un-waking, thoughts un-breaking. There’s lights in my house to calm him down. Reptiles cry when England falls Reptiles cry when England falls Spill your gravy: England falls when the lights fade
10.
Open fields, wilting crops are never signs that the farmer is dead: Just resting, in a wide hole. Hold my keys while I drop to the kerb and kiss the pavement. Let’s lay the eggs and hatch the eggs. I was calm - an empty shell until her flags moved into my bed, and nested. Infertilized grace. Life goes on, as it must. Know that this is not the end of love. Life goes on, as it must. Know that this is not the end of the sun. Open streets of staggered crops look like the inside of my phone. Rest for now, for tomorrow we dance, braced for the impact of crashing crows. Life goes on, as it must. Know that this is not the end of love. Life goes on, as it must. Know that this is not the end of the sun.
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Addicted 03:07
it's part of the plan to ride the sequence out until the end to burn up gases expand to eat the lovers and the sons     when the heart has cooled and died    and there's no more heat inside.. so lunge at me with liquid eyes cruise me lady, I'm far too dry and take a seat from the ceiling and lets ignite, let god expire lets ignite lets ionize   its obvious, its everywhere in our lungs, our skin, our hair that's no cloud, bill, that's our sign. our take on heaven, our brains defined.

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released May 1, 2018

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Slunq are Peter Dahl-Collins, Chris Collins and Daniel Knowler. And often Mat Barber-Kennedy too. They make noisy, spiky rock music.

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