sometimes i feel so alone in my head.
while hugs cheer me up i am still dead.
my spine is melting something resembling you
and all that my heart will beat is goo.
i just wanna be free of all of my suffering.
my branches grow thick and my roots grow deep.
i am the cocoon of cacophony
and i ache for the taste of something free.
this is the saddest song ever written with grit
and i know that you cannot help me but even
when the sorrow will not quit i hold my hands out strong and steady.
widows in my head.
crawling and creeping.
making me do things i haven't been thinking.
good heavens! now they have spun a web.
now all they do is spin the dead.
the berries fall
the veins are tempered
this old mans been waiting for his center.
they cut him down.
surfed his limbs.
they burned his heart.
yeah, they got rid of him!
This wild experimental artist from Chicago uses electric kazoos, tape loops, and more to craft far-out, wonderfully confounding songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 15, 2021
John Schuller's outsider classic from the ”New Weird America” movement of the '00s gets a worthy re-release on Cacophonous Revival. Bandcamp New & Notable May 17, 2022
The Richmond Avant Improv Collective meets fellow experimentalists Ceremonial Scissors for a cathartic, expansive session. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 27, 2018