Interview with Graham Crabb / Music from Pop Will Eat Itself

Songs:
1) Get The Girl! Kill The Baddies!
2) 21st Century English Civil War
3) Watch The Bitch Blow

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Cold Waves IV:
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http://metrochicago.com/ (Fri/Sat Sept. 25-26th)

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405 - Pop Will Eat Itself

Firewall

Insanity

Produced by Mark Xenophontos 

Lyrics by Mark Xenophontos 

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Your suitcase by the door again, another Thursday flight
Cash folded by the bedside, boarding pass held tight
Your phone lights up—three names you won't remember
While he's asking the babysitter if you're coming home in December

You're hunting something nameless in a stranger's bed
He's drawing stick figures with two heads

You're building kingdoms out of breaking glass
Trading years for temporary heat
The deadbolt turns, the seasons pass

And small hands stop reaching when you leave
Small hands stop reaching when you leave

Watching from the corner booth, untethered and alive
You tell yourself that freedom means you don't apologize
But something flickers when a child's voice cuts the noise
The way you grip your glass destroys your poise

You're teaching him that staying isn't what the worthy do
He's learning love looks just like walking through

You're building kingdoms out of breaking glass
Trading years for temporary heat
The deadbolt turns, the seasons pass

And small hands stop reaching when you leave
Small hands stop reaching when you leave

His height marks on the wall you'll never see
Your suitcase wheels have worn a groove into the floor
The key you threw away has rusted through
Every lock you own is haunted now by you

Scrape the ink, destroy the costume clean
Let him see the person, not the scene
The deadbolt's just a choice you make tonight
There's still a door, there's still a light

But small hands stop reaching when you leave
Small hands stop reaching...

You won't take it off, the mirror knows
Another crowd, another pose
His small hand reaching through the empty air
Learning early that you were never really there

Small Hands

Skin

Built to Last

Beating Dead Horses

The Wasteland That Is Me

AmericanPornSongs

To Hell

FullBlackHabit

I'm Just A Mess

Interview with Susan Subtract / Music from Physical Wash

1) Faith
2) Threshold
3) Deprived 

Cold Waves VIII - https://coldwaves.net

Cold Waves Soundcheck

809 - Physical Wash

This song is about a place where Love is present in its purest and most eternal form...  With the way Love is absent and elusive today, I sing of it in a wistful and dreamy way because unfortunately it seems that a Love so true can only be one found in One's dreams... At its essence the song is a lullaby for a lover who at the moment is lost, but nevertheless still loved... 

Enjoy...  

With Love and With Light,
XristyJo
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@xristyjo

Shangri La  (Unofficial Release)

A collab with some of my favorite rapper friends!

Built to Last

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