rust - dusty joy

rust is her favorite color
there's garbage in her hair
mushrooms fall from pockets
in a dress she made with care
her bike is never lonely
she's working on a zine
she doesn't judge the judges
and it's always halloween
her whisper is a gateway
to corvid hearts above
her shadow it's a rainbow
all these colors you'll hear of
she wants a revolution 
and another after that
but knows that we can never win
without more to life than that
she stops to smell the joneses
but doesn't stay to late
long enough to leave
only memories on her plate
her lips have tasted sunsets
on oceans round the world
she don't go chasing waterfalls
but helps to ease the fall
she wants a revolution
and another after that
but knows that we can never win
without more to life than that

recorded in the lemon throne room in los Angeles, produced by p.a. holmes

Rust - Dusty Joy

Psycho Killer - talking heads cover

song by joy toujours
vocals, trumpet, guitar, bass by joy toujours
engineered by sejo navajas
mastered by jose alcantar
saw by danny moynahan

lyrics
Asteroids and aliens 
Have come down to earth again 
Now it all will stop
We can have us one last day
Find ourselves a perfect view
Write my final words to you
Fade into the dust
Fall into the blackest hole with you
Because there's nothing left to do
Asteroids and aliens
Have come down to earth again 
Now it all will stop
We can have us one last day
Feel the wind rip through our skin
Touch our shadows one last time 
Fade into the dust
Fall into the blackest hole with you
Because there's nothing left to do

Asteroids And Aliens

"Freight Train" cover of Eizabeth Cotten on Radio "Saturday Light Brigade"

Skippy Do Haha by the Toys Du Jour (live) (Chantal Goya Cover)

Haunt With Me

cheers so long

i dont wanna be a ghost

calsetines

Graves Of Priests

Something About Us - daft punk cover

Porch Talks

Obvious Surprises

lost is found

starfish party

You Are Beautiful

Derilict Dreams

idontwanttobeaghostwithoutyou (first version)

What is your dusty joy?
We all have a "joy" that was lost over the years. Something like climbing trees. An amateur pleasure. 
What if that "joy" is not lost? What if it has just collected much dust from years of neglect. 
Could today be your day to clean it off?
What is your dusty joy?

dusty joy

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