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Lo​-​fi Love Songs

by Shut-ins and the Colony

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1.
Get some lovin’ from a shut-in like Get some lovin’ from a shut-in like It’s been a long day, done with work for the week Sweet honey pie, talking the birds and the bees Do a load of dishes, I serve and I please The last one to * ugh * and the first to their knees Yeah, I got it good, baby, so I give it with the gusto Come home, kiss you where that sun don’t Pull a couple strings, push a couple buttons Leave that all night shit up to the youngings Got ZZZ’s to catch, I think they hiding in the dark One sec, better silence the alarm Morning full of boogie and some bacon grease Ain’t much you could do that would make me leave (yeasldfjafls) I don’t wanna play no games I don’t wanna be your everything But, girl, you’re the one I want Oh my, good God, Lo-fi Love Songs I don’t want all your time I don’t wanna give you all mine. But, girl you’re the one I want Oh my, good God, Lo-fi Love songs
2.
Woodland, WA 01:30
Good night, good night, Good night, my love Let’s quit both of our jobs, even thought we shouldn’t Sell off our possessions and move our life to Woodland I hear the houses are cheap and the neighbors are few And it’s spacious, in case have a baby or two I’m a sorry excuse for an angler My smooth hands seen little hard labor But I’ll whittle down a branch and pull a cane pole out Sit upon the banks and catch a rainbow trout for you Or us, or whoever it’s for Nobody counts the tallies when they’re weathering storms Spend our Junes in the garden and Decembers indoors Listening to nosy owls and the echoing roars Why just Last week, I read a rumor from the east About our city turning into ruins and debris Between that, the people, the pollution, and the traffic Let’s start again, my love, and move from all the madness I could be a novelist, you could be a florist I’ll dabble in the cliché’s, you’ll tend to all the orchids We’ll spend the early mornings at the diner up on tenth And read the city papers to remind us why we left
3.
Kill all heroes, I’m a walking dead man The best damn lesser evil in a pair of sweat pants China stacked with animals and egg plant parm I show up with a message and a deadpanned charm Hives Inquiry, leaders of the ostracized ministry Conjuring spirits with the newly aligned syzygy From the realm where the deviltry’s a bore And two plus two equals anything but four The common denominator copping the common cargo Plotting with a retired posse of modern marvels No super powers, no arch nemesis Other than the clock hands and smoked carcinogens Born a mere hour north of the Sears Tower Raised with a bleeding heart and a beer growler Weird outer space chap descending from the last star Hit the back yard and them chickens cheer louder Kill all heroes, destroy those idols Retweet the hashtags, help the boy go viral It’s safer in the world to be a flash in the frying pan Rather than a friendly, neighborhood spiderman Gadzooks…McGuyvering the last snafu Cash rules…I’m stunting in a hazmat suit That’s true…I’m human like that Batman dude I can read your mind, I can snap bamboo Pour a little out for the forgotten in September There’s neon in the autumn we remember I saw it in the embers, robotic wizard hobbling with a scepter Riding comet tails through the cosmos and the desert 30 now with a lifetime ahead of me Enough to spread the seed and sidewinding pedigree So if you got a letter with a hood and sickle emblem Leave that shit back where it was sent from It’s gonna be a slow night…
4.
It’s a long way between you and I It’s a long way down from the high If it’s a long way, I’m down for the ride Yeah, I’m down for the ride, Yeah, I’m down for the ride About a month before the end foretold by Mayan scrolls I was diagnosed and thrown upon the winding road I’d already been shown what it’s like dying slow Shown what it was like on diving highs and lows When you’re dangling by a thread, the only choice is down Deep in the crevasse where the buoyant voices drown Blow kisses to the wind, whisper what I know Mouth a loving ode, and tell ‘em cut the rope Once you get adjusted, then it’s not so bad I forgot all of the things that I thought I had Eventually, you love it and get used to the fall Cause there’s beauty in the process of losing it all I watched as the dangers of the only way out Became my favorite passageway, a safe escape route There’s power in the bottom of the chasm’s gloomy yawn That makes starting over easier than moving on

about

"You're listening to Nightlight Love Songs, where the tri-state area falls in love every night," assures the radio, which must mean it's after 9pm on any weekday and you are still stuck behind the counter of this ailing Midwestern town's only gas station. Muffled dedications are called in; little fuzzy serrations supply intermittent texture. "Mark called to say happy anniversary to Cindy." "We've got Jan on the line; she's got something to share with Don." The DJ is smooth but not cool. "Jackie just wants to say hello to a special someone." There are professions and remembrances, and each is quick to surrender itself to the gummy sentimentality that follows: love songs as selected by KNAR, your regional soft rock leader.

You have come to regard this place as an island. Outside is all rolling blackness; farm lights are distant ships on a soundless ocean. The FM signal fades quickly out there, gradually taking on hiss until it sinks entirely. All these eager messages get illegibly rewritten and stuffed into shattered bottles. There is some hope of salvage, but the further the signal travels from its source, the more unlike itself it becomes.

We called in and asked them to play a song for you, but you're only going to hear it out there.

credits

released December 28, 2015

Vocals: Lucas Dix
Production: Ed Curtiss
Additional vocals on "Down for the Ride": Christina Welker

Mixing and mastering: Wesley Opus
Record at Neon Autumn Closet Studios

Photo and design: Lucas Dix

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