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Brewkit for Subterranean Sunrises

by Day of Wrath

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1.
Curtain 00:38
2.
Clean Mud 03:31
No one could blame me I would have made mud clean One judgment call Ain't gonna change the way Things fall Best friends in the sky On dark wings they are tearing through And don't rely On the shapes behind To point true May 2020
3.
Smelling salts & formulas in books of love Gold up close another beige Wiping down the streaks of bliss Locksmith won out over rage It's hardly an uncommon lament You grow the bark and want the sprout back Gonna toast that equinox From my castle underground January 2021
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5.
Black Market 02:29
Just heard about another boy who died too young Over the counter empathic milligram I take my cocktail daily Spare hour at the ossuary Framing fang panes In a foliate stained glass window Divination idle at the brine That lithium don't hold a charge now Ulcerous ain't listening for omens Spark it up and kiss this year goodbye Paying installments On someone else's love life Hammering death's door down June 2020
6.
GOLDEN THREAD Hanging from a chandelier So sorry to have missed you Best tawdry threads and scarf and clogs To see you would have been just the thing Such a kick dressing to be seen After today you've only got dreams Mesmerized by fireworms in a vial Hanging by a gold thread From a chandelier Too distracted I fell in And only caught the floral hem Pulling you through the needle's eye Dear devotion: date is right; decade is wrong In a jar of plastic beads High on fumes and fantasy Pulling you through the needle's eye May 2020 MONTHLIES I don't believe Jefferson Airplane Ever sought the sun I'm sinking Fills up the grab bag it's ingrained All the years smoking & thinking Did & didn't first year Filling ditches next year Arthritic mole-mind the anodyne Has his payment plan in place June 2020
7.
Fog Goggles 03:30
What news talks true Oo ah counting a percent of a percent How happy she'll be to know What I have in common With big pharma So sweet to be A convenience to yourself And sweeter still to me It's never hell, it's just a purgatory urge to mount a minx In the solitary hobbyist's age And better than believing I'm too screendead to know I'm alive Pressing a meaning in an image's eye February 2021
8.
It's not such an easy question But I guess we brought you To hear how much you like our choice for you Such a sacrifice feel I missed my life Scrubbing every part got to keep you clean Ah, them jack-o'-lanterns votin for your enemy Birthday toy sprouting secondaries A hero's wingspan Half hard soul inspection Your age's frailties So hard to earn hand me down dirt Ain't supposed to hurt Momma said the pubes are always greener In the other groin Hate to come off stressed but let me check for you Breaking them ticks' breastplates That's the click Oo-oo carving you A Samhain effigy hairdo July 2020
9.
Oh you're not alone Your last estrangement Dings like a new ringtone Freezing out & in the ruined house At a broken window you pull back the curtain Outside's a snowfield barred with shadows Prison bar shadows strangle the pallid sun Sit down Nod to the dead man in the other chair His drinking glass is cracked So put the color back Kiss the cold lip, kiss the dead You're not a stranger in the winter parlor. Your host just emptied the goodbye cup See you soon, come soon Trudge off tripping On the hard March snow you're not alone Nothing but starglow Spins down March 2021
10.
At the Wake 02:19
11.
His Vice 03:28
The day I phoned he was too long delayed I lost the number, pried the sewer grate Only one sin he had an interest in A word found etched in the skin That overwound the mind Unspringing down the slick It draws you to the malign One went for money One went for love I went for blood No one sees me in the thorn They come below Kneel to our dark liberty April 2021

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Denser than Skin Tirade, Brewkit is 33 minutes of mostly miniatures bookended by a pair of chords. Final verses are often reorchestrated with new melodies, rather than true "returns." Thanks for your support, Philip Fournier.

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released May 31, 2021

All songs composed & played by Philip Fournier.
Thanks to friends and family for reactions and encouragement while the songs were coming to be.

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