Crushing Krisis

Comic Books, Drag Race, & Life in New Zealand

my music

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Another new song just sorta showed up half-formed and tangled in my head, which makes for three in the last two weeks. They’re all very strummy and slightly discordant, but none of them wander too far afield from “Relief,” which was obviously the establishing song for my sound this year (since it’s both of those things). Of the three so far, only one of them feels “complete” – which can be a function of the amount of work i put in, or of if the song even can contain a complete thought within its structure. Even if this new one doesn’t pan out, i get the feeling that i might be visited by a few more sometime in the near future

https://www.crushingkrisis.com/2001/02/2572388/

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Whoo! I’m having a big’n’loud music marathon to cheer me up, and right now i’ve got the best of Martha and the Vandellas on. Heat Wave! WhoO! If you were looking to have your own little dance party, download a quickly done demo of on of the new songs i posted the lyrics of earlier: “Hold On Me“

https://www.crushingkrisis.com/2001/02/2461438/

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My entire life, according to Death Cab for Cutie:


I’ll take the best of your bad moods and dress them up to make a better you, ’cause all the company calls amount to one paycheck. I’d squeeze a heart through my fingertips but I type too slow to make expressions stick. And it’s like TV with a microchip.

Set your sights to sink the partyline, ’cause it’s so tired. Set your sights! Destroy this mock-shrine, ’cause it’s so tired.

Let’s cut our losses at both ends and aim your car away from all our friends, leaving the dishes stacked in the sink.

I’d keep a distance ’cause the complications cloud it all, and mail a postcard sending greetings from the Eastern Bloc. Synapse to synapse: possibilities will thin or fade. Your wedding figurines: I’d melt so I could drink them in.

https://www.crushingkrisis.com/2001/02/2456233/

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more new drafting! This one sucks more than the last one, though…

i've got a splinter it's a piece of you
and you've got some wishes that will never come true
i won't be your band-aid i won't cover up your wounds
and all of those promises that we made we made them too soon
i've got a splinter it's a piece of you
and all of your wishes, they will never come true
and you're like an anchor 'cause you're holding me down
and i want a tidal wave to sweep me off the ground
i've got a splinter it's a piece of you
and you've got some wishes that will never come true
    you keep telling me that you're so much deeper
   and i'm starting to wonder if you're all i need
i've got a splinter it's a piece of you
and you're stuck under my skin i don't know what to do
and i've got a splinter it's a piece of you
and you've got some wishes but i know they'll never come true

https://www.crushingkrisis.com/2001/02/2455747/

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super draft version. super. yeah!

i slept on top of the sheets because i didn't trust what would happen
i didn't mind your looming lips but i was worried about your hands
but i knew you'd put me under soon enough - i knew you'd play rough
your intention was as clear as the act that you put up to get me into you
          and who-oa you've got a hold on me
          who-oa you've got a hold on me
          who-oa you've got a hold on me
2am and i am walking to your place wondering if these feelings will last
but either way you've sunk your hooks deep into me
and don't you know they're holding fast
          and who-oa you've got a hold on me
          who-oa you've got a hold on me
          who-oa you've got a hold on me
let's refine this baby let's define this;
make a glossary for what we feel
but a 1,000 words just paints the single picture
of my face close enough to steal your breath
and all i ever wanted was something real - 
someone to listen to all these words of mine
and your ears would be my favourite part of this
except for what is left unheard
          and who-oa you've got a hold on me
          who-oa you've got a hold on me
          who-oa you've got a hold on me
i slept on top of the sheets because i was afraid of what might happen
but now i see i was in trouble when i set foot in your bed

https://www.crushingkrisis.com/2001/02/2455645/