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This Gibberish

by Matthew Stoker

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1.
Brush Fire 04:29
we arrived travelling different roads but we all took the same exit it brought us here to the middle of nowhere cause nowhere is where we're wanted and the roads merged and bled into the water so we ferried across it past the shipwrecks to the campsite with the stone-ringed the fire pit where someone lit a match where there a spark where we ignited just before dark we were just like a brush fire dancing and dangerous all of us like a brush fire so energetic; aimless on the grill: carrots, broccoli, & tofu in our hands: wine and cigarettes the smoke rose into a sky so dark you could see distant satellites were caught up in their hi-beams: when the sky exploded with fireweed and emerald green of juniper nettles slicing through the crisp air like someone lit a match for there surely was a spark yes, something ignited there in the dark and it was just like a brush fire dancing and dangerous everything like a brush fire so energetic; aimless and the match was lit and our eyes were opened and there were sparks in our muscle tissues we were like a brush fire dancing and dangerous all of us so much like a brush fire so energetic; aimless like a brush fire like a brush fire.
2.
i've been in such a dark place but now the light is there literally staring me in the face it's coming round the corner at a hundred miles an hour sneaking round the edges shining like a signal tower from outer space the car stereo went silent and all of us stopped breathing for a heartbeat and i let my foot off of the gas pedal and just felt us coast felt the pavement through the rubber felt a shiver run up my spine and there was a gridiron of light up in the sky yeah it was as big as a football field and it was spinning and in that first moment none of us could believe our eyes but none of us could say it none of us would say it
3.
Femme Fattal 03:31
I know that you're sick and tired of drinking alone lucky for you (maybe not so much for me) I'm in need of a little company too so I'll reach over and i will wait until it's my turn to ease the tension wires after we've imbibed soon i will find out that you are only in this one for the drinkin' and i'm only here fullfilling a simple need while my own agenda gets twisted around your finger to the point where i don't wanna miss a single moment of our bodies tangled up how come we only make love when we're drunk as fuck?
4.
Waiting Long 02:26
have you been waiting long for me to come in through your door in the form of a letter written in my icy hand or with a pen gripped between chattering teeth to tell you i've been waiting too long to shake the snow off my boots in the hall to embrace you by the stairs to spend another moment in your presence is it selfish for me to think of you while the frozen sea quickly buries my crew forget the mission we're on i long to be back home inside your arms i'd give anything at all i'd ride the storms back to temperate weather but i must write you to inform you that the expedition can't go on Antarctica has won and our heartbeats drum til we're frozen over take good care of you and yours i'm freezer-burnt beyond the point of redemption the snow and ice have won so sincerely yours this is my last entry. o we'll beat our drums til we're frozen over i'll sing out your hymn to the icy tundra leave this letter with what's left of my body this is my last entry.
5.
i thought we made a pact that i would darken your doorway no more but not all pacts are signed in blood in fact i know this one wasn't though there was sweat and there were tears and now i'm ringing your doorbell i mean you promised beers what do you expect? i'm only human i always go back to the source seeking that same old warmth and you opened the door you hung there like a shadow back in the hall and you lead me into my best dreams and opened the shudders to all of my nightmares you said we were like poison for each other but i drank down the vial and you've got the antidote in your crooked smile teeth white as tombstones dripping with wine stains looks like this torch song of ours is gonna get one last refrain so let's make it a good one let's not drive each other crazy too much i know i've done some bad things and so have you so let's salvage what we can while the oxygen lasts if we don't die in this shipwreck we'll be rich the moment we make it back hold on to the flash light won't you grab my hand real tight we're groping in the darkness scouting the wreck for gold doubloons the hull of the galleon is rotting away given enough time everything will decay
6.
-40° 03:07
Well it's gonna be cold It's gonna be colder It's gonna be a fuckin' freezing winter . I'm scared my baby's gonna leave me I cannot provide for her I'm scared she's gonna leave before the river freeze She says she can take it no more Now I'm grovelling here on the floor but she just walked past out the door Saying that we will still be friends but she met this guy Sven with a dog team of 24 Well it's gonna be cold It's gonna be colder It's gonna be a fuckin' freezing winter It's impossible to relax here My numb fingers can't grab this axe here No more laying in the furs with my lady I feel like a skinned baby One day she passed by me she was riding on a sled turns out she'd left Sven for some guy named Fred Both of them laughed at my discontent which fired it to a steely malintent It's time to leave before I see red and really start to lose my head Right now it's filled with southern dreams: baby peaches on the tree But now hypothermia's got me It's been cold and it's been colder It's really been a fucking freezing winter And now I'm just bones
7.
i am a typewriter my ivory fingers crack and curse with every sentence i transcribe won't you be a poet and rescue me from my suburban dreams fill my head with all your fancy i will find a new purpose once you've polished the stains off my surface and strung me up with a new ribbon i will come alive when our fingers touch and yours gently glide exploring new territories i am just trying to keep all the pieces together i need a good home to keep me from rusting in this rainy weather i think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship i am a pentax k-1000 i shoot 35 millimetre film in black and white won't you be an artist o be my eyes focus the lens set the aperture wide won't you take me far from my home these cardboard boxes overflowing with old electronics take me to see the sights i'll bear you many children in prints glossy in high resolution i am just trying to keep all the pieces together i need a good home to keep me from rusting in this rainy weather i think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship

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so I tried to do this thing:
www.rpmchallenge.com
and didn't quite make it
but anyway here are 6 new songs
and one that I wrote with Eliza Hoag back in the day when were Too Bad Alaskan!

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released March 2, 2014

Matthew Stoker - Vocals, Guitar, Drum Programming

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Matthew Stoker Montreal, Québec

indie pop from montreal

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