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Coach Heatray - Vox
King Poutré - Drums
Bad Breath - Guitar
Darth V Pogo - Bass


released June 4, 2016

Mixed by Pogo
Recorded by Peter at The Bottle Garden, August 2015



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PRETTY BOYS Montreal, Québec

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Track Name: Orange Water
Dressed up in grubs, yard waste days passed by in a daze of birdbath cleanups
and little lessons of seasons. I find I always want to come find you.

Orange water from Rabat days; you sprinkle across our necks and along our collarbones. You never want to stick your neck out. Hidden smoking moments;
if you hadn’t followed him, would you smoke? Would you shriek?

Is he the reason you love me so? Is he the reason you float above it all?
I have no memories of you that aren’t coloured by him, you always smiled silently in his shadow. Beautiful mother, wants space to hate men, but will he ever let her, that beguiling ghost?

He left us and we clung to each other, cursing him instead of blessing one another. He left us and we starved ourselves, now finally we’re whetted.

Trials of lawn care, strewn about chairs, make the shapes of the years we have left.

Orange water from Rabat days; you sprinkle across our necks and along our collarbones. You never want to stick your neck out. Hidden smoking moments.
If you hadn’t followed him...

Believe that your best is before you, not in the cellar with his ashes, time to sprinkle them, orange water.
Track Name: Gorm Shelves
I’ll open my legs up
And guess what
It’s the best way to know me
It’s easy to pick me up and throw me

I’ll blame you, shame you, defame, rename, claim, stain and, maim you

My dad ran away when I was fourteen
So I’ll run into your arms, faking, unclean

You’re standing all ready with dull satisfaction
You think you’re fooling me into thinking this is protection

Play the way you feel
But have fun while I steal
Your chase and game from under you

I can have my fun
Without this
I don’t feel for you:
You don’t feel bliss
This was never about exposure
But about running away from closure

When the rain washes you clean, you’ll know
So stick to practicing punches you’ll throw

I love myself
Too little, too much
And so I open my legs
And let you walk away untouched

There’s no depth to this
You’re no prize
Nor are you my fear,
Any more than you’re
My dear I want to cut you
Feel nice
Cut you
When I do, I'll feel nice

My sinuses are full and I spit on you
I’m not going to wait and watch
I’m not that polite
I don’t play fight or flight
Track Name: Marmalade
I love my mom!
Track Name: Nosebleeds
This year I’m learning to live unapologetically in my own truths, just give me a moment.

This year, I’m learning to live with nosebleeds.

Clearing my mind only takes a second
Usual negotiation only takes a second
It's not a negotiation if you only beckoned
Or if you wielded power overhead

Put your arms
Over my mouth
But keep the pleasure
All to yourself

Asking to do me favours,
Trying to claim something owed
Called me slut,
“I’ll fix you with my touch”
And strung me out until I was stretched

I have lost all my ability to slumber,
Do you still manage
To dream while you squirm?
Couldn’t pretend
that I understand
So let that be reason
to watch me extinguish
Induce whiplash, lion tamer
This year, I am learning not to touch.

All I wanted was a new year

Put your arms
Over my mouth
But keep the pleasure
All to yourself

This year, I’m learning to live with nosebleeds.
Track Name: Heather Won't Like This

Hahaha Fuck you.

Power-hourpoint: Globalize it.
Freedom 55: [Il]legalize it.

Share Capital Finance Equity-abilities.
Take a teller job to set you free.

… compassionate capitalism.
Water cooler profit margarine!
USA laptop melt. Yo***

I am a bug. I am a bug.

(Growing old) above, below. Moving speedily slow.
You’re outside reptilian supper club money.
You just wanna be somebody, be somebody.
National defense forces band night next door.
(Team building:) Decorative lapel metal breakdown take two.
In imitation you’ll share in shame if not corporeality.
You just wanna be somebody, without a body.

But I’ve escaped,
I’ve escaped!