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KharBevNor:
It's mangum, not magnum. And I'll admit he's pretty good. I like the unusual concepts, for example In the Aeroplane Over the Sea all being about having a crush on Anne Frank. Very similiar ideas to a lot of neo-folk sometimes. Which reminds me to post more awesome Dave Tibet lyrics:

Current 93 - The Carnival is Dead and Gone

Dear Sir, Dear Lady
This carnival is dead and gone
And never, anyway-alas, this party never yet began
The chairs and tables dust of dust
Yes verydust of veryrust of verymust and farewelltrust
(I thought I saw You in the crowd, dearheart
You turned away from me and dissolved into light)
The broken lights and faded buntings
Call to us all: The Inmost Light
And don't glarewide Your eyes in wonder
They will flick back inside Your mind
And on the bonescreen of Your skull
They watch no musichall salutes
(So thoroughly modern now we are)
But the last reel of all time
The Inmost Night
(Its frames are glared and slow and out of focus
Valentino, Vallee, Moss-all dead!
The Inmost Night)
And the little bells go tinkle
And Your eyes begin to twinkle
And the joints and sinews crack
It's the expansion of Your mind Death
Death
Death
Death
(The Inmost Night)
The cat's face glares from shiny card
The deadcat from my past
You tumble, You froth and fun forever:
An orchestra from another time
Another world all dead
(The churchbells silent; the rainstainedglass of GOD is smashed)
And You take Your choice,You sup with the devil,
You choke on Your pride for ever and ever)
My memory of my Inmost Light
It tumbles, froth and fun forever
Vulvaicmemories imagined of my wouldbelife
Well that won't be
And that won't be
And that won't be
And for my troubles and my pain
And for the losses and the Wains
I get a picture in my mind
The slyly smily smiling kiss
Of Your sweet Heart and Face
And Your legs in some final benediction
Your inmostwarmheart says ta-ra
The Inmost Light
And I wished to die inside of You
And push up into Your heart so violently that
Facetoface with matrix creatrix am
The Inmost Light
The Inmost Night



All the Pretty Little Horses is all just a fantastic album, when it's all put together especially.

Jeridus:
Ehh... to single any one (or any handfull) out seems a bit wrong. Right now, I'm really digging Matt Skiba again

"I wish you would take my radio
to bathe with you...
Plugged in and ready to fall"
from Radio, by Alkaline Trio

fun stuff!

muffy:
Psssst...

Tim Kasher anyone?
More so in The Good Life than Cursive...

Johnny C:

--- Quote from: octozombie on 01 Oct 2006, 13:38 ---Jeff Magnum (as just said), Elliott Smith, Jeff Tweedy.


Magnum is so...fucking.......brilliant.

--- End quote ---

The bassist for the Dead Boys? I don't think he wrote any of their lyrics, but I could be wrong.

The Eyeball Kid:
Glen Richards from Augie March:

"We will adjust to this new condition of living like a man with his entrails now out him not in,
after certain techniques of torture accustoms himself to a new condition of living...train.
Thoughtful godless men find god in them at the age of twenty-five
but in a year death gains favor and they think themselves the more alive,
You'll find them in the loose caboose where the pills are kept and the stupid juice,
This one has a sleeping wheel, this one has a willing noose
- Onward and on to the ends of love, pricked vanity, habit and ruse.
Onward and on to a premature silence where death finds too much use. "

Bit dense, but he's really really good and something about his voice... yeah.

Owen Ashworth from Casiotone for the Painfully Alone:

Woke up with fingers crossed
In a boy's bed with your pants off.
After polite declines of coffee and toast,
walked home itching in last night's clothes.

Past the Phone Booth and the Beauty Bar,
the broken windows of your neighbors' cars.
Through the backdoor to a message from Sis,
asking, "Who was your New Year's kiss?"

Took the afternoon to piece it all,
plus a half a dozen phone calls.
Crashed a party with Larissa and Chris
in pursuit of a New Year's kiss.

Not the way that you'd imagined it.
On a balcony with champagne lips.
But in a pantry against the pancake mix,
you had your New Year's kiss.

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