The sun
Shone like a furnace
We knew
We knew it would burn us.

Radios
Highways shattered
Sounds of traffic
Does it really matter?

Grave yards
Instant combustion
No surprise
No resurrection.

The sun
Shone like a furnace
We knew
We knew it would burn us.

The earth
It also trembled
Across seasons running
It knew what was coming.

The rag and bone man
Of the heart 
Returned home
To make a fresh start.

The sun
Shone like a furnace
We knew
We knew it would burn us.

Radios
Highways shattered
Sounds of traffic
Does it really matter?

The rag and bone man
Of the heart 
Returned home
To make a fresh start.

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The Hungry Pyknic consists of two members. One of us is the singer and the other does the music. Our songs are inspired by many different genres. We like to use unusual time signatures and song formatting while we write and create our sound.

All of our songs are recorded on Cubase Elements 11.

Our goal is to have our songs heard by as many people as possible. With time, we would like a Canadian studio to hear our songs and have them professionally recorded.

Follow us on Instagram, TikTok, and Facebook @thehungrypyknic

email: info@thehungrypyknic.ca

Writer of prose and poetry since mid-1960s. Given an acoustic guitar in 1978 by long-suffering sister. Many songs produced that way. More recently, guitar skills all but faded, using GarageBand and Logic Pro to put words to music.
ps. The Bandcamp songs should be free to download. Please let me know if they're not.

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Peter Grimbeek