so minimal and complete just like that -- (love the ASMR of the mic preparation) it takes guts and artistic purity to put a naked & vulnerable vocal out like this, and it works so beautifully Francois; the lyrics are standalone poetry; this is one that compels a purposeful inhale at the final note (and sidenote: you just gave me the push to let a way more confessional than comfortable tune out of the box);

What a marvellously catchy and original tune that is sung so wonderfully expressive.

Ooh lovely ending, with all the added sounds!

Darling, you are amazing. Vocals are just perfect on this one.

Hi Francois, I like the 3/4 waltz swing of this. Nice tone on the bass as well.

Oh, and I like the gradual crescendo of the crowd noises and backwards piano notes near the last minute, followed by the more subdued ending.

This is so Franzwahsian!! I Love it!!! The lyrics are an absolute wet-werd dream!! No one works this language quite like You do. I have a crush on the way You confidently crush some of societies most insidious boxing-matches, and with such pleasurable levels of pleasance! I adore the happy ending Frankism, it is the perfect climax to this stories tail. If that weren't enough, the melodies and musical arrangements (and ambientigens) are the perfect coupling with the lyrics to bring out their best selves. What a beautiful marriage! I cannot help being deeply attracted to this song, comment-boxes be damned, I'm in Love!!!

Uniquely inventive and always a total pleasure to listen to. Great lyrics and delivery

I am ME, and I am You-min. Anything else within these two lines is simply... All Good. 

Making up boxes, no matter how one frames it, is just prop-a-gating the same ole' divisive cracks under a fresh coat of bad faith-paint. So stop marking up tribal bounds, and instead, let's all BOND within the only Spectrum that should really matter: this gorgeous You-n-I-verse that we all share.

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LYRICS

How do you grope about
with eyes popped wide when there's no view 
of what stretches behind the salt suss-pression of 
your sticky-sweater skin?

Do fingers ball up, full exploratory-like
Flail away in fistfuls
Fuzzy flurry of Punch & Ply
Do digits dance delicate 'twixt the dunes
to dowse what fiery diary swells within?

***

Why do we trope around
Big Lies plopped down wide open, peer-review
a spectrum skew molded by-the-bi trap within?

Genitalia vibrant stroke impressions
Hexadex or Binary, veiled hue expression
'Box be box' in spite of facets or dimension --
it still walls us in...

***

What makes a fellah-fellah
...stakes a sistah-sistah
...slakes a mallow-yellow
...wakes a mistah
Whoda howda whyda focus on special 
kindsa tribal lines and gloves?

What fakes a feelah-feelah
...cakes a mistah-sistah
...shakes a twistah-listah
...breaks a blistah
why wouldn't ya want an all-encompassing 
kinda it's-all-good full life to love?

***

Why do the hokey-pocus
...lose the larger focus
...choose the lie that chokes us
...rue the roost with spose-dahs?

You R you N you Are you-min
time to toss the tribes
and share one

LOVE

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Gro(w)ping Thru The F(l)og

Worst poet wanna-being worster singsong-person. 

Lost to learning. Living the attempt.

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