Monster Maker

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lyrics

She was informed, oh she got told.
She acted out her centerfold.
She’d exercise her baby-set.
She sweated out her epithet.

In a floor-length skirt that isn’t hemmed,
the bare thread sweeps the dirt,
and where she stands she blends.
In a floor-length skirt that isn’t hemmed,
she laid down in the dirt,
her brand new flesh to spend.

She sits in newspaper,
garbage collages with her blouse.
Upholstery mingles with her mixed up mane.
Her dress is growing roots trying to get her fares worth on this track.
She spent a pound of flesh to ride this train.

Some eyes of stone, she settled home.
Oh dust, the months she’d spent alone.
Well, she braced south, oh she got bold.
She’d taste-test doubt, her tea got cold.

In a floor-length skirt that isn’t hemmed,
the bare thread sweeps the dirt,
and where she stands she blends.
In a floor-length skirt that isn’t hemmed,
she laid down in the dirt,
her brand new flesh to spend.

She pondered ends, she passed the time.
She won’t assert, oh, why should I?
Her perfect, sterile double blind.
Let’s time decide who lives or dies.

In a floor-length skirt that isn’t hemmed,
the bare thread sweeps the dirt,
and where she stands she blends.
In a floor-length skirt that isn’t hemmed,
she laid down in the dirt,
her brand new flesh to spend.

She sits in newspaper,
garbage collages with her blouse.
Upholstery mingles with her mixed up mane.
Her dress is growing roots trying to get her fares worth on this track.
She spent a pound of flesh to ride this train.

credits

from Feelgooderie, released August 4, 2010
Guitar/Vocals : MArtin
Bass : Duncan
Drums : John Meydam
Additional Instrumentaion : Chris Hess

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Kick Ptarmigan Parry Sound

Kick Ptarmigan, having recently devoured local greats the Spins, are set to record their third album this year. They play a unique hybrid of hair metal and doo-wop that sounds suspiciously like indie folk/rock.

Comparisons to Leonard Cohen, Violent Femmes and the Barenaked Ladies have been met with confused stares.
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