I said I wasn't going to make a full-length LP shorter than 28:20 (The Weezer Green Album Rule) but I'm a bad boy; I'm all about breaking the freaking rules! So here's a short record with mostly good songs I hope.
♫ TRACKLIST – 10 TRACKS (24:19)
1. The Whimpering 20s (World Outside My Window, Part Zero) 02:06
2. Ancient Domestic 02:15
3. Cursory Rights 02:43
4. Maple Babies 02:01
5. New Fables from Vagary Station 03:21
6. The Code in the Blackbirds' Caw 02:35
7. Western or Kaiju? 02:41
8. Far Gone Fuckers Union 02:18
9. Negative Silhouettes 01:51
10. Every Fallen Soldier 02:24
Music & Words by Vernon Howl ©
01 The Whimpering 20s (World Outside My Window, Part Zero)
There's a world outside my window
Where forever meets today
Don't care if I'm feeling lonely
Don't care if skies are gray
Let bygones basically biodegrade
Like so many wounded men
We'll have to make due, it’s true
With whatever help they send
Speaking from the future
It's pretty clearly true
You can't look out for everyone
So three cheers to good ole you
02 Ancient Domestic
Pull the stars from the sky like teeth
They're not your children
An ancient domestic
You do not own them
And all the long gap sequel Baptists
Cascading on a minimum ray
Wither in the failing planetarium
I've got nothing more to say
And all the systematic vitriol
In a post-COVID Vancouver
Lingers, languishes, and purifies
Every quantifiable maneuver
03 Cursory Rights
Have you seen my fourteen foster children?
They're probably crying in the bog
Their cursory rights have been dissolved
They're getting high on tainted hog meat
All non-human organisms
In their compromised positions
Still find the time to buzz and bleep
To howl and soar and radiate an undying peace
My wife she has an antique neck brace
With cigarettes that need no lips, no face
I miss the days that smoked themselves - what more can I say?
That really must have been something quite elegant to see
04 Maple Babies
You don't have to be a goose to lay an egg
You don't have to be a target to duck out of the way
You don't need a pond to be this kind of fowl
You were born birdbrained and rotten, I'm just so sorry pal
Nonbinary lichen grows fat on a rolling stone
While we sniff glue in the Serengeti with maple babies on cracked phones
Savor every Dave is the mantra, is the new rallying cry
But what for everything left rotting in the sunlight couldn't help this song
In another life, a lion's: the courage that you had
To conform like a chameleon, make the gene pool glad
Like a cheetah now you zigzag, can't get out of your own way
And the golden goose just smiles, it's working everyday
05 New Fables from Vagary Station
I want the bug stuck in the wax of the candle
In the downstairs bathroom to come alive again
But I know that it never will
And that breaks my fucking heart apart
As a child we left all our TV's on with the sound off
Taking up space like art nobody looks at— I could sense their presence
Feel their buzz, from just about any room
And when I'd approach the glow, I was right back in the womb
There was a website I used to visit
Seems like it disappeared
Didn’t know what it was all about
But the memory’s still seared in me
06 The Code in the Blackbirds' Caw
I only flew too close to the sun
Because I was freezing to death
The sycophants dance on the graves
Of a thousand latency slaves
Who never had the reason, the wherewithal
To decipher the code in the blackbirds' caw
Another dormant Norman at my doorstep
Brought here by a technology so decrepit
Raise awareness not the sum of a tip in an app
In fact delete it all, for it was all a trap
07 Western or Kaiju?
The first second gentleman to finally break through
Drank the ocean through a straw until the salt was imbued
With a theft, a heist, a big fucking crime
Don’t watch the movie if you haven’t got the time
Western or Kaiju? I ask you
As the moonlight slowly fills your soul
Genre isn’t real but a feeling
This movie won’t start until we're too old
Swirling on the table of performatorry budget cuts
Wounded furniture, a couple cups, it's certainly not enough
Saw a twig, obliterate a branch, but did't snap its neck
The end is just the beginning, Jeff
08 Far Gone Fuckers Union
(You're in the)
Far Gone Fuckers Union
(You're in the)
Far Gone Fuckers Union
It's safe to say you're on your own
You've had enough, now it's time to go home
Learn to live, learn all the new things
Drum up the courage to take the damn ring
I like the idea of ordering fish online
Yeah baby I think it's fine
Little plastic bag, little tiny heater
In a cardboard box, yeah I wish that were me, sir
09 Negative Silhouettes
It took eight long years
To shake these poems out of my tree
But I think it was worth it
And I hope that you agree
We see them moving so slowly
These negative silhouettes
Against a busy backdrop
Of regret and hedged bets
White lions in Appalachia
Though not albino like your kin
Another crowded nightfall
No room for a spin
10 Every Fallen Soldier
I don't really give a shit
The answer lies in simple bliss
Every fallen soldier is so cute
I just got to go for it
Maybe I should give a shit
Truer words, they gotta go on mute
A ruptured puppy apartheid
In the poorest of saloons
We moonwalked but faked walking on the moon
We swam through every storm
And a cold wind blew us home
We were guided by a very handsome truth
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