Name: A sud di Durness by Das cabinet des Dr.Panceschi
Duration: 4 min 8 s
Description: Registrazioni limonesi, raccolte per comune sentire....

Drunk Drivers/ Killer Whales [DEMO]- Car Seat Headrest

Stay Away - Heavens To Betsy

This compilation collects live in-studio performances by Philadelphia-area musicians recorded for WXPN's The Key between January and April of 2014. All tracks engineered by John Vettese, except for track 2 engineered by Mattias Nilsson and track 8 engineered by Adam Staniszewski. Thanks to production assistants Dan Hatton and Dan Malloy as well as photographers Rachel Del Sordo, Megan Kelly, Ally Newbold, Dominique Montgomery and Ian Lewis, and videographers Bands in the Backyard, James Powers,  Ryan Chowansky and Bob Sweeney for sharing their work.

"The Weekend" by Modern Baseball

Caroline, Please Kill Me by Coma Cinema off the album Blue Suicide.

Released March 15th, 2011 on 12" Vinyl by Fork & Spoon Records.

Blue Suicide

Coma Cinema - Caroline, Please Kill Me

My Boy (Twin Fantasy)

That’s not what I meant to say at all 
I mean, I’m sick of meaning 
I just wanna hold you 

But that’s not what I wanted to say at all 
I mean, I’m sick of meaning 
I just wanna hold you 

(Is it the chorus yet? 
No. It’s just a building of the verse 
So when the chorus does come, it’ll be more rewarding.) 

I would speak to you in song 
But you can’t sing 
As far as I’m aware 
Though everyone can sing 
As you are well aware 
I keep so quiet 
It’s hard to tell I’m alive 

Everybody’s swinging their hips 
Everybody’s giving the waitress tips 
Everybody’s dancing all of the dances 
Everybody’s dancing every dance now 

Those are you got some nice shoulders 
I’d like to put my hands around them 
I’d like to put my hands around them 

I have enough trouble controlling my own limbs 
Stealing alcohol from our parents and grandparents 
There’s no devil on one shoulder and angel on the other 
They’re just two normal people 

These are the people that I get drunk with 
These are the people that I fell in love with 
These are the people that I get drunk with 
These are the people that I fell in love with 

But if you keep giving me your empty hands man I am tempted to say let’s piss up another rope boys this one has grown old and bitter 

Well, so what? So what? 
We’re young 
We’re thin (most of us) 
We’re alive (most of us) 

Don’t you realize our bodies could fall apart at any second? 
I am terrified your body could fall apart at any second 
Those are you got some nice shoulders 
I'd like to put my hands around them 
We can get real horny 
And keep messing around 
We can keep real quiet 
Won’t be making no sounds 
I’ll try my best 
not to touch your face 
Next time can we 
please meet at my place 

I know that I don’t talk a lot 
But I know that you don’t care a lot 
As long as we move our bodies around a lot 
We’ll forget that we forgot how to talk 
When we dance

Bodys

This plane is going down 
Anything to make you feel better 
At least this time when it explodes into flames 
No one could say that you’re to blame 

I forgot how to drive 
That’s why I’m taking this flight 
With all of my shit piled on the passenger seat 
I just couldn’t keep my eyes on the street 

Now I go 
oooh 

This weather’s making me crazy 
Lightning keeps thinking it likes me 
And I guess I can see why it wants to hit 
But I am not a light though I am lit 

I’m just cruising through the stop sign 
Sorry officer, the radio was blowing my mind 
They were playing a song that’s gone out of tune 
I’ll take the rhythm but fuck them blues 

I’m not sad I’m sad I’m not sad I’m sad not sad at all 

That’s not bad, man, keep going, you can do it, you already did it! 
You can make no mistakes, you’re perfect, you totally got this! 
Just shut up shut up shut up shut up with all this negative vibes, all this yelling 
Just shut up 

And if your luggage got lost, you can leave without it 
And if you run out of drugs, you can sleep without it, you know you can! 
And if you want to go home, you can call a taxi 
And if you don’t want to talk, you can sit in the backseat 

Ooh

Plane Crash Blues (I Can't Play The Piano)

Registrazioni limonesi, raccolte per comune sentire....

A sud di Durness

Car Seat Headrest - Nervous Young Inhumans

Pavement - Shady Lane

Dawn

Voice in Headphones

Rarità polverose, meccaniche inconsuete, alambicchi opachi, inutilità coperte di ragnatele, pessime cose di indecifrabile gusto, vegetali a manovella, cosi, affari e comediavolosichiamano, provette scolorite incrostate di analogico e digitale. Benvenuti nel gabinetto di curiosità del dott. Panceschi.

A sud di Durness

Das cabinet des Dr.Panceschi

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