Lenny's

I just wanted to post something to let you guys know that Lenny's is not a dangerous place. Everyone there was extremely helpful and nice that night. They are like family to us and I didn't mean for this event to put them in a negative light. They have armed security and are now hiring police as well. It's a rad venue and I still plan on playing there whenever we have the chance. Please help spread the word that Lenny's is not sketch town. And be safe. The reason we got in trouble was because I was wasted and we parked on a shady street a few blocks away. Stick with friends. And hope your friends are as good as Lockett. :)

Bottom of the Hudson Bassist Killed in Crash

One of the bands we played with at the Caledonia Friday, Bottom of the Hudson, had a tragic van accident yesterday. Their Bass Player, Trevor was killed. Our thoughts and prayers are with this family, band, and friends.

From "It Covers the Hillside"

Cory Brown, owner of Absolutely Kosher (label home to BOTH) issued this statement:

"We are devastated by his loss and he will be greatly missed. Our thoughts and prayers go out to the band and their families. Thanks to everyone who has sent condolences and well-wishes.

We are currently accepting donations via Paypal (the address is both@absolutelykosher.com) on behalf of Trevor's family and for Greg's medical bills resulting from the accident. A benefit show is being discussed, but we're all still reeling from this tragedy. We will update our home page as news of Greg's condition and progress on further fundraisers comes in. Your generosity in this difficult time is appreciated.

best,
Cory Brown and everyone at Absolutely Kosher Records
www.absolutelykosher.com"

Still can't sleep... so here are the Wet Dreams

I'm using box.net for this download at your suggestion, redux. you guys can let me know if this is better for you than fileden.

The Wet Dreams - Circuit Breaker
Hear more at: the Wet Dreams Myspace although I don't think anyone checks it anymore...

Insomnia Post: More Ephemera & Another New Song, "Stoned"

Found on the ground at the Marietta Square when I was 12. I have kept it since for no reason other than it appeals to me.

If I remember correctly, this show never actually happened.


Unused LP cover for either Deerhunter or Atlas Sound, I can't remember. I ended up using the background for the first black lips album cover.

This was our first show. Moses played bass with a pair of scissors.

Portrait I took of Cole from Black Lips way back when



Notown Xerox Machine Art Threat

Lockett's seventh grade yearbook photo, later used on the cover of the Fluorescent Grey EP

The Wet Dreams was a band I had with my friends Alix and Julie a long ass time ago. I played drums. Die Slaughterhaus is putting out a postmortem 7" of the stuff we did sometime soon. I'll post an MP3 here at some point.



When I Attempted to use the Alanis Morisette Lyric Generator on our first LP






Lastly, here is a song I recorded when I was staying at Karen's house for a week earlier this summer. She had girl's night out watching some basketball game so I stayed in and made this. She has an amazing electric piano that was a gift from K.K. Barrett of the Screamers. That is the source of the main sound, sampled and collaged. There is also some treated harp and feedback. The title is pretty self-explanatory.


Atlas Sound - Stoned.mp3

New Atlas Sound "Song"

I made this pretty unlistenable creepy suicide meets joe meek type thing tonight. It kind of reminds me of Excepter. I want to try out this new way of sharing music with you guys. Someone suggested fileden. Aside from giving me a lot of ads and poker website pop-ups (yeah right, I only use full-tilt... username: bradford c please find me at a table and let me take your money) it seems like this might work... let me know if you think it (the filesharing site / format) sucks. I know the song sucks. And is weird. And creepy. I almost had a panic attack when I was making it.

Atlas Sound - White Tea.mp3

More Ephemera

Last Night

We got a friendly homecoming suprise last night in Atlanta when Lockett and I got robbed at gunpoint after our show at Lenny's last night. We literally had just walked off the stage and I was pretty wasted. Lockett was trying to take care of me and get me home. He grabbed my guitar and my stuff and we walked to his car which was parked about a block away from Lenny's because it was so crowded. I heard a commotion behind us but like I said I was pretty out of it. I just opened the door to the car and collapsed in the passenger seat. Then I heard all this yelling and I hear this loud metallic banging on the window and look up and there is a gun in my face and a guy yelling "get the fuck out the car man" I stumbled out and see the other guy has Lockett with his arms spread on the roof of his car and is patting him down. Lockett was begging them to leave me alone. The guy put his gun up to my temple and said "give me EVERYTHING motherfucker I aint fucking with you" I just mumbled something and he put his hands in my pants and took everything I had. My cellphone, my wallet (empty except for credit / bank cards which kristin immidietly cancelled, and about 450 dollars in cash I had for my rent.) They also got all of Lockett's money. They even took my fucking Camel Ultralights and Orange Bic. All I can say is that I'm glad we are not dead. Or more specifically, I am REALLY glad they didn't hurt Lockett. He was just trying to help me get home and would not have even been there at that time otherwise.

Friday Night Video Fest: Benjamin Smoke

Here is the first installment of our Friday night Video night where we will post videos for you to watch. This week is concentrating on one of my heroes growing up. Benjamin Smoke was a radical queer punk rock musician from Atlanta. Benjamin died January 29, 1999 of AIDS. He was really someone I look up to.


Benjamin Smoke Documentary DVD trailer.

Benjamin Smoke Documentary pt. 1

Benjamin Smoke Documentary pt. 2

From the Notown Archive: The Recording of Cryptograms

A book we found in the studio about the dangers of rock music for christian youths. This passage inspired us during the recording of the instrumental and ambient passages.

Colin's reading selection during the making of the record.

Recording the bells on "Octet"


Stuff I used.



Chris Bishop, our friendly engineer.

Moses uses headphones as microphone to create vocal samples.

Josh adds Reverse Guitar to "Providence"

Josh's bass effects

Colin played guitar in the bathroom.

From the Notown Archives: 4 Old Flyers

Spring Hall Convert

A couple of weeks back when I posted the lyrics I explained a little bit about the song "Spring Hall Convert" and how it was inspired by an acid trip when I was 16, during which I saw my best friends bathed in light in the hallway of my highschool. I don't know if I mentioned it but I actually took a photograph of that moment when it happened. So here is the visual side to the song.

Liars Video

A few weeks ago I got a text from Karen O. She said she was in the desert with Liars and Patrick Daughters shooting a video for their new album. Then I got a creepy cameraphone image of a weird looking middle aged woman in a blonde wig. Now it all makes sense.

What We Listened 2 in the Cryptovan

People often ask us what we listen to in the van. Here is a partial list of some of the things that were on heavy rotation both on the stereo and in our Ipods.


No Age - Weirdo Rippers
Autechre - Confeld
Lil Wayne - Da Drought 3 (did i spell this correctly? moses?)
Swell Maps - Jane from Occupied Europe
Harmonia - Deluxe
Storm & Stress - Under Thunder and Fluorescent Lights
White Rainbow - Eternal Prism of Now
Serge Gainsbourg - Melody Nelson
Patton Oswold (sp?) - don't know, kristin played it. a lot.
Mitch Hedberg - same thing
The Field - From Here We Go Sublime
Liars - Liars (especially "Pure Unevil" - over and over and over)

Also if you came to one of the shows and wondered what the music was that was playing before the bands, I made some mixes.
Here are the tracklistings:

Pure UnEvil - Liars
St. Elmo's Fire - Brian Eno
Tally Ho - the Clean
My Boyfriend's Back - the Chiffons
Because You're Frightened - Magazine
On - Andrew Pekler
Boom - Lil Wayne
Telegraph - O.M.D.
Love Walked In - the Famingos
Dental Fur - Casino vs. Japan
The Little Heart Beats So Fast - The Field
Still Feels Like Tears - Broadcast
Beatown - XTC
Love Dance of the Saroos - Joe Meek
Happy Hunting Ground - Sparks
Divine Hammer - the Breeders
Forming - the Germs
He Hit Me (It Felt Like A Kiss) - The Crystals
Not Having Found - Dirty Projectors (live radio performance)
Get Out Of My Life, Woman - Q65
I Only Want To Be With You - Dusty Springfield
Every Artist Needs A Tragedy - No Age
It's The End Of The World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine) - R.E.M.
Do I Love You - The Ronettes
Dressed in Black - The Shangri-Las
Tame All the Lions - Valet
Of All The Things We've Made - O.M.D.
Rocket USA - Suicide
Flat Moon Society - Quickspace
Rockers To Swallow - Yeah Yeah Yeahs
No God - Germs
Boo Hoo - Marvin Rainwater
Chinese Radiation - Pere Ubu
Darkened Car - Dirty Projectors
Strange - Galaxie 500
A Faded Picture- the Seeds
Wind-Up Toys - the Electric Prunesdelic
Düsseldorf - Pole
teenager's letter of promise - sun ra
When I'm With You - sparks
Love Comes In Spurts - Richard Hell
Candy Says - Velvet Underground
Red Roses And A Sky Of Blue - Tornados

I lost 200 dollars tonight playing online poker because Lockett bullied me into it. He did not really bully me but he was an enabler. I need help. Uhh.. what else. I got a new guitar that is cool but needs work. It's a mid-60's univox hollowbody.



later,
bradford

colin's puke journal / finally home

colin puked and made me give him my camera. he does'nt know how to use a computer so i'll just say that from what i remember (i was pretty wasted) this puke was the result of a fuckload of that baltimore beer that everyone drinks there that's called "natural bohemian" or "natty-bo" or whatever. Tensions have been high in the band following the extreme critical success of lockett's poops. not to play second fiddle each member has since threatened a cum journal or a "things i coughed up" journal. when summer is over we will start middle school. our moms told us that we won't do things like this then.

hey. sorry for not posting in a couple days. we drove home from baltimore all day sunday. monday was a time of reflection and meditation and bathing. so lockett had one more poop journal entry from the last night and boy, is it a grand finale! can't wait for you guys to see that. speaking of shit. i blacked out and shit myself in the van saturday night after the show in baltimore. i have no idea what happened. battles are some serious bros and i kept drinking and talking and having a good time. i felt totally fine. then we got in the van and everything merged with the night and i wake up having to fart but when i do its all wet. this was one of the lowest experiences i have known. i wanted to share it with you guys. it is my text based poop episode. at least it all stayed in my boxers. I would have taken a pic but I was thrown off by existential despair. I have also emailed imeem to fix that 30 second thing. hopefuly we will be posting a lot more music very soon. peace out.

these years...

this is a song i did a few weeks ago before i left for tour.

P.S. (From Bradford) the reason you are only able to hear 30 seconds is because IMEEM sux. does anyone have any advice on how we can add songs here so you guys can listen to the whole thing? we don't have the bandwidth to host mp3's. I like how imeem is simple and can play a song by streaming it, i just hate this 30 second cut-off thing. I didnt even realize that was the case because on my computer it plays the whole song. PLEASE HELP!

New Deerhunter Song - "Unrequited"

This is a demo I made for the Microcastle LP we are currently writing. I've already decided its not going to fit into the sequencing , and it does not really fit the atmosphere of the other songs we are working on. Consider it a still-born infant. It is based on a sample from an electronic improvisation Moses and I released on CD-R a few years ago called "Unrequited Narccissist" I think I just spelled that wrong.

Bored in loft - posting more pictures

sleepy kristin dreams of victorian typography specimen books found in florida thrift stores


Little Lockett dreams of tiny foam creatures that he befriends in the woods outside his childhood home. He will never be alone. He contains light.


Man Man dudes getting hyped before their homecoming philly show. They asked us to open and we had a blast.


Our crew of friends outside the Bowery after we loaded out.


The nicest most prettiest venue in the world. The ICA (institute of contemporary arts) boston.

The two unusual sleeping positions of Colin Mee

Deerhunter Bowling Challenge 1.0 - The Magic Stick - Detroit - 18 July 2007

Moses Archuleta: 4th place @ 116, Little Lockett Pundt OUR WINNER (!) @ 133

Colin Mee: 2nd place @ 130

Josh: 3rd place @ 124

Josh In Action
I am a loser. I sucked. I got a 77. Fuck me. I tried too many fancy trix, I am pictured sideways to indicate that i suck.

Poop Journal- pitchfork poo

This is the second installment of the poop journal. sorry its been hard to keep it regular. what would have been the second addition was flushed down by an automatic toilet. i went to grab and camera and before i could return the evidence was lost. it wasnt too dissimular from the first anyway. this poop was caputured with my cell phone camera on the last day of the pitchfork festival. immediately after we played, i ran to the bathroom sweating and climbed aboard. it was over quickly and i was changed. i felt sorry for the guy sitting next door to me since his poop was much more daunting than mine. he seemed miserable.
i had some really good vegetarian panino at vella ( thanks sara! ), some lays baked chips, half an odd burrito, a pack of cigarettes, a piece of really good pizza, about 17 beers over the previous day and about 6 beers leading into the incident.
this poop is much bigger than appears in the image and that toilet paper was not mine. i didnt have time to flush it. the poop was of the soft serve breed and slowly creeped out of the water as if to land. after some paperwork, i was set loose.

played some shows with jay reatard and the ponys

so after a long weekend at pitchfork we went back out on the road with our good friends the ponys who we previously toured with in the spring. this time, jay reatard was along for the ride. Jay's album "Blood Visions" has been a personal favorite of mine this year. Every song is packed with amazing hooks. He also puts on a very fun - very short - live set and has assembled an amazing band of cool guys who have been very fun to hang with. If you get a chance go check out Jay and the Ponys as they continue their tour. Also grab Jay's "Blood Visions" and the Pony's "Turn the Lights Out" you won't be disappointed.

The first show was at Grog Shop and was kind of bleh. We got there late and missed Jay's set. In the backstage, there was a case of "Nirvana" bottled water which utilized the same font as the logo of the band. I did not drink any of it. Other than a few technical glitches it was a okay show. Afterwards we went to IHOP with Jay and his crew. Jay ordered a "V.I.P." (basically lemonade and iced tea, i call it an arnold palmer but whatever...) a t-bone steak, shrimps, funnel cakes with giant syrup-soaked strawberries, and more. I was truly scared for him. He also took muscle relaxers which allowed him to shove more food inside him. We laughed out loud numerous times.

Next up was Detroit. Detroit ruled because the venue, The Magic Stick, gives bands free unlimited bowling. Lockett and I bowl every sunday night when we are back home so this was a special treat. The next post will be dedicated to images from and the results of the "Deerhunter Bowling Challenge". Fun show, met some awesome younger kids who brought me a dress which I wore for the last song. They also told me about their website which provides the argument that Danny Glover is a satanic agent.

Toronto was next and was 99% fun, except I repated the same Whiskey shots / ativan combo that made me ramble endlessly at the bowery. At least I didnt talk so much this time. Less talk more rock. That's what the kids say they want. Which basically negates this blog, I guess.. at any rate, remind me to tell you sometime how much I fucking HATE GIRL GROUPIES. Please stay the fuck away. I only can speak for myself but you can bet your ass that your not coming backstage and drinking our beers and trying to makeout with my bandmates. If they want to make out with you they can (but probably wont if you are a CUNT) take you somewhere far far away from my frame of vision. Call my an asshole, I like my space. I am only a hedonist in false reality. In the reality we share I am almost prudeish. So this obnoxious drunk girl who came to see us last time we played at the horseshoe tavern showed up again this time at lee's palace. She interupted the show by coming up to the stage and apologizing for the last time I saw her, where she came backstage uninvited after we played a destructo set and killed my vibe by getting up in my face like "what is wrong with you...", "are you dying..." "let me get you a burrito or something..." and on and on while friends nearby failed to react or defend me and my personal space in any way,. This time after our show she and another girl, this kind of tragic hippie, managed to weasel their way backstage to further bug the shit out of me. They tried to make out with Lockett who just chastised them for thirty minutes about her fucking with me the last time. Lockett is my bro. Then they called Jay Reatard a prude because he didnt want to fuck their skank asses. I eventually had security remove them. Don't fuck with me. I like nice people. I should also add that I am not into gayboy groupies either. just because i have obvious homosexual tendancies does not mean I want to be promiscuous. Like I said, I am a 25 year old virgin. That's by choice. Besides, like I also said earlier, I am on Lexapro and have not been able to come in over a month... which brings us here to Montreal...

Montreal is always fun. I got to see Mark Sultan (a.k.a.) BBQ who's song "Unicorn Rainbow Fantasy" I covered. You can download it at pitchfork. I highly recommend you check out his album "The Sultanic Verses" on In The Red Records.
We also got to see all the montreal kids we love like erin, andre from blue skies turn black and AIDS wolf, and our new friend Sarah, whose loft I type this in now as a club blasts house music through the walls. I was really tired tonight. Jay Tore it up last night after the Lee's Palace show at a secret afterparty at a skateshop. I was in the van passed out from ativan and whiskey but the show was supposedly so off the chain that Little Lockett Pundt Slamdanced. Point is: today I have been hungover and depresed and moody. The show was fun but as soon as I got the chance me and Lockett came back to Sarah's loft. I took a shower and tried unsuccesfully to whack off for at least 30 - 45 minutes with no luck. I don't remember at this point what its like to cum. too much information? probably. Just venting my frustration. Who else is on Lexapro and can't cum?

Later,
Bradford

Long time, no see.

Sorry for the lack of posts. We just came off of a really fun weekend and since we are on tour, its kind of difficult to find the time and the stable wireless connections to "blog-out".

I will start with this weekend:

Pitchfork fest was honestly the single funnest weekend ever. My personal highlights were meeting Clipse (soooo nice...), Hanging out with the Grizzy, Hanging out with Victoria from Beach House. Interviewing Malkmus (soooo nice....), watching 5 minutes of the field before my mouth swelled shut from Chipotle (allergic to avacodos), uhhh.....

Jamie Lidell is Christlike.

One major thing I noticed was how this whole weekend was really upbeat and all about good spirits between everything which is cool. I kind of expected a more competitive ego-centric vibe but that was nowhere to be found.

I always wanted to start a feud with Kevin Barnes from of Montreal. This started with the now-imfamous dis song he wrote about my good friend / sometimes "girlfriend" Eva ("Bunny Aint No Kind of Rider") My plan was to beat him up or at least shank him on stage. I saw him everywhere over the course of the weekend and kind of snarrled at him from across the catering table. He was walking around in the middle of the day wearing blue glitter eyemakeup and asspants. Long story short: we were driving away at the end of the night sunday, and i saw him being interviewed by the pitchfork dudes on video. I ran up and grabbed the mic (thinking i was going to humiliate him on a small level, and look all badass) and asked him "Why are you such a pretentious fucktard?" and he looks at me and says really saddly "Because I havent figured it out yet..."
I walked away feeling like such a fucking asshole. I got served. I told the guys in the van to hold up and ran back over to him after he was interviewed and apologized and explained my feudconcept. He was really cool and nice. Then he came and hung out with us for the rest of the night.



Valet played an awesome show. Then we dj'd little wayne and the cramps.

More later.

Bradford

poop journal - entry one

blowout. this is the result of one bacon egg and cheese biscuit, a slice of cheese pizza, some kind of penne pasta thing, 7 budweisers, an ativan, and about a pack of cigarettes. it looks like bohr's representation of the helium atom. the nucleus is obscured by the electron cloud with the two floating bits being the electrons. there's also some pee in there.

A response to the last posts comments section

I have composed a haiku about Lockett's poops.

Unable to sleep in this humid, dank, unairconditioned prison, I am left to reflect on the forthcoming poop journal:

developed from silk
delicate brown orchids float
like aquatic blossoms

bradford james cox, days inn, charlottesville va, 6:49 a.m.

We Are Seriously Going To Have A Poop Journal On Here

Lockett is going to keep a poop journal in which he will photograph his poops and provide notes as to what he injested that day in terms of beer, food, cigs, pills, etc. This should be interesting and scientific. Please don't think of Lockett as the "poop kid" or think of him pooping when you see him. Everyone poops. He is just blogging about his poops. Which is cool.

"once we have the poop journal our blog will be superior to any other bands"

bradford asked me to add some things to the deerhunter blog.
im kristin klein, and i am deerhunter's tour manager.

these are snippets of the conversations in the hotel room right now:
(it is 1:11 am after the clock cleaner show in college town virginia)

are you going to pern the tv on? thats right, i said pern. fuck you. no way. i cannot believe the airconditioner is broken. i like when he laughs, no i kinda feel the cool air. one names mack, one named trina, together make you feel the macarina whatcha mean-a. "blog about blogging and little wayne", "but everyone blogs about lil wayne". "type something in korean, just use a korean font". i cant wait to get up on the meat lovers, i wish i could still cum, then i could have a cum journal to go with the poop journal. i could have a period journal, i love al pacino! i really think hes super fucking awesome. i wish josh had a sister in every city.

everyone in the band, and then, i guess me are going to post every night after each show. i think im gonna stick to the eavesdrop theme. maybe tomorrow ill talk about my failed attempts at romance.

the people in clockcleaner are seriously awesome. they have the best bad attitudes ever.

ive been awake for a very long time, sweet internet, and unfortunatly im not a very interesting person. at least via the internet. im really fun in person, maybe one day ill meet you! for now though its bed time.

xxkristin

Geekout

Things we use a lot.

Tour Dates (First Show Tonight in Charlottesville)

7.09.07 Satellite Ballroom w/ Clockcleaner
7.10.07 Starlite Ballroom w/ Man Man
7.11.07 Bowery Ballroom w/ Ex Models, Blues Control
7.12.07 ICA w/ Keith Fullerton Whitman
7.15.07 Pitchfork Music Festival @ Union Park w/ New Pornographers, Stephen Malkmus, and many more!
7.16.07 Grog Shop w/ The Ponys, Jay Reatard
7.17.07 Magic Stick w/ The Ponys, Jay Reatard
7.18.07 Lee's Palace w/ The Ponys, Jay Reatard
7.19.07 Lambi w/ The Ponys, Jay Reatard
7.20.07 AS220 w/ Mixel Pixel, Triangle Forest
7.21.07 Ottobar w/ Battles, Singer (ex-U.S Maple)
7.26.07 Caledonia Lounge
9.27.07 Drunken Unicorn w/ No Age
9.28.07 Mercy Lounge w/ No Age

Hope to see you guys out at some of these shows. Come up and talk with us. If you think I look so emaciated that I might be dying please feel free to donate to the "Feed Bradford" donation jar at the merch table. I *promise* scout's honor not to spend the money on heroin. It will all go straight to McDonalds. If you donate over five dollars you will also be eligible to blog about my physical appearance. You can say whatever you want! FOR FIVE DOLLARS!!! (or more) !!!

playing with the fiery furnaces was great last night. they completley change their songs' arrangements live and the whole thing had a latin-james-brown review show type atmosphere. They were also really interesting and friendly people. They have Jason Lowenstein from Sebadoh (Kristin was totally geeking the fuck out). Matt Friedberger and I got the opportunity to discuss telefunken microphones, shurman filterbanks, and eventide harmonizers, and debate tony visconti's value as a producer. I think he's a genius. Matt Friedberger "They just paid him to sit around and do cocaine." Matt Friedberger = comic genius.

Tonight was bowling night. Lockett Slayed me in three games although I picked up pretty well during the second. He constantly upstages me with his college-learned "spin technique". I will slay him at poker tomorrow, though.

Last night was also Colin's Birthday. Thanks to Zopi for throwing him a rad party including a "Dusseldorf" dance session, which I kept mistaking for neu! 2.

Current Playlist this Weekend:
1. Brian Eno's Another Green World
2. Nobukazu Takemura - Assembler 2
3. XTC- Black Sea
4. Jay Reatard - Blood Visions
5. Cosey Fanni Tutti - Selflessness
6. Nico - Drama of Exile
7. Edward Scissorhands - OST
8. Nurse with Wound - Funeral Music for Perez Prado
9. Pram - Gash
10. Robyn Hitchcock - I Often Dream of Trains

Bradford

Cryptograms LP + Fluorescent Grey EP Lryics

Because quite a few people have written asking about the lyrics, I've decided to post them from memory. Might not be 100% accurate. I very rarely write lyrics in advance, they are all sort of stream of conciousness. If anyone has interest I thought i would decode a little bit of what i'm talking about in these songs.

Intro
(Instrumental)

Cryptograms

My greatest fear, I fantisized:
The days were long, the weeks flew by
Before I knew I was awake
My Days were through, it was too late
My greatest fear, I organized
Into something more realized
And now what’s left I get to spend
Knowing that its about to end
My greatest fear I can’t decode
A cryptogram whose seeds weren’t sewn
My last few weeks I irised out
My vision blurred
There was no sound
There was no sound

White Ink

(Instrumental - we wanted it to sound like a boy cumming alone in his room for the first time.)

Lake Somerset

It pays to kill
Anyone who has information
In the park, we hide behind rocks
We urinate on rocks
Until the sun comes up
Encrypted in flesh
Concrete soaked in sweat
We lived in Lake Somerset
It was south of Dallas Highway
Just east of a drained lake
Orchids disolve
Equations solved
Psychic Landscape
To know there is a limit to what you can experience
These walls I know, I grew up here
(No satisfaction)

Providence:
(Instrumental - tried to capture a certain solitude, conceptualized this after jumping out of the van after a fight with the rest of the band on a bridge in Providence, RI on the tour leading up to the first aborted session. I felt totally alone. I walked around providence at dusk, there were all these pretty houses that were lit from within and sprinklers refracting the last colors of the sunset. it was a really meditative, low point. in the liner notes i talk about it briefly i think, i ended up walking to the warehouse were we were playing with lightning bolt and sitting alone in the van listening to oval in headphones and crying for the rest of the night. i was also wearing gloves for some reason, which i refused to remove. i think i took six or seven xanax that night.)

Octet:

I was the corpse that spiraled out
Into phantom hallways

(directly inspired by the cover art on the grove paperback edition of dennis cooper's "closer", please read it if you have not already)

Red Ink:
(Instrumental - Moses and I tried to create the kind of atmosphere with this song where you have a dream that you have died and you understand the technical aspects of the death experience totally and it feels like reality, like its totally over... but then you wake up, thus...)

Spring Hall Convert:

So I woke up
In a radio freeze
Occupied by a couple of girls
I knew from
Way back when, where
Oh, I had my face like the ocean
So I’d radiate but
Too much radiation
I walk around like a walker
And like a walker
Always choosing where to go
And where to be

Radiation

Too much radiation

So long loneliness

So far from home

(When I was sixteen I was hospitalized for extensive surgeries on my chest ribs and back because of marfan's. That entire summer was like completley erased. I was in a coma for a couple of weeks. I got to really understand what its like to not be well. I've always sort of understood, growing up with marfan's, but this was hardcore shit. I wrote this song transposing this high school acid trip where i saw my two best friends back then, Sarah and Chrissy, bathed in this golden spring light in the hallway of my highschool and felt really close to them, like we were sisters. I always felt genderless around them. I actually took a photo of them in that hallway that day which i will find and upload. If the song could be captured visually, this photo would be it. Anyways, I was trying to transpose the concepts of illness (in this case I was writing from the perspective of someone going in and out of conciousness during chemotherapy, and how they would miss their friends, their past experiences, and anything that reminded them of normalcy, or a time before misery. Nostalgia as anesthetic)

Strange Lights:

What direction should we choose
We’re lost and still confused
I walk into the sun
With you the only one
Who understood the ways
The hours became days
The weeks turn into months
We walk into the sun
So glad to have a guide
Less lonely for the ride
And should this car ascend
At least I’m with a friend
In space all things are slow
No sound with speakers blown
The silence fits the scene
The prince is now the king
Neon blurs my sight
I’m guided by strange lights
I’m rattled and I’m stunned
We walk into the sun

(the music for strange lights was written entireley by lockett, who told me about a dream he had in which he and i and our friend walked into the sun together, knowing it was going to kill us, but we did it anyway just to be doing something together i guess. I think of this as an unrequited homoerotic lovesong from me to someone else. Its very complicated. It's mainly about brotherhood or friendship. It's about companionship, and facing uncertainty with someone to share it with. Pretty sentimental stuff but its the product of our interpersonal relationships and stuff and is really meant to be sincere.)

Hazel St:

There was no connecting my actions with words
In the bright sunlight, the movement of birds
The car ride home, was blinded again
The light would not focus the light would not bend
There’s no use calling I know what you’d say
Over and over it ended today
Worlds lost their meaning and could not explain
Why the subject was always just out of frame

I was sixteen
I lived on Hazel Street
Protect me from the scene
And guide me with your heat

Ice forms in sheets
There melting in the street

(This goes back to the whole sixteenth year of my life spent in a hospital bed thing. I have major issues about it and have recently started going to therapy and am back on antidepressents. Obviously as so many of you have noticed, my body is fucked up. I never really recovered from all that surgery and stuff. This song is kind of like a jack off fantasy about what it would have been like if i had been the person i wanted to be physically (i.e. healthy, cute, whatever...) and lived on Hazel St which is this quaint little street of the town square in downtown Marietta, Georgia.. It's just a fantasy about being normal. Its kind of prefaced with an argument or a conflict or a relationship breakdown, the kind of things that make me fantasize about having been born normal even more.)

Heatherwood:

In the beginning the world was a map
Out through the back door and into the trap
Home is an echo reflecting a place
I disappeared then and without a trace

I was arranged to leave on that day
There were complications I’ve chosen to stay
I saw the curtains and it was the end
When one life is over a new one begins
Was not seen again

(I was born in Athens at a house my dad built on a street called Heatherwood Lane, which my mom named. I always figured I might go back there someday to die. I like circles.)

Fluorescent Grey:

I woke up in the middle of the night
I called out –
I called your name
Patiently, Patiently
Why do I dream so often of his body
When his body will decay
His flesh will be fluorescent grey

Patiently, Patiently

You were my god in high school

People never really know.

Patiently, Patiently

(This song is about panic attacks, lust, and existential dread. It's a hit!)

Dr. Glass:

In the world
So many
Useless bodies
So much traffic
In the world
So many
Useless bodies
Please consider

All the couples kissing

The children missing

The corpses rotting

In the cities spotting the globe

(more existential dread on a global scale)


Like New:

I opened up my aim
I put cotton to flame
I saw the city lanes
Mirrored in falling rain

Seems like new

And so the skeletons
Had left their work undone
Nowhere to hide their skin
Back to the crypt again

Be like you

(Lockett wrote the music for this one, I just tried to decorate it with words, Someone asked if it was about drugs. No. It might be about waking up one day after a long period of depression and finding the world somehow more bearable and kind of "new" and exciting again.)

Wash Off:

We had some conflicts with prince erudite
Laid out on spreadsheets
And in the parking lot
Of my high school
Cheap acid, soft focus
I was sixteen

(Self-explanatory for the most part. This really uppity hippie kid sold me fake acid in the parking lot of my high school and then told me something about how I wasn't open minded enough to "let it work" or "let it do its thing" he kept telling me to relax, i was like "give me my money back you fucking hippie..." then he called me "weak". like my spirit was "weak" or something. so I switched to popping pills / speed and got heavily into the fall's hex enduction hour and wire's pink flag, which i consider to be two speed-anthem type lp's. then i od'd on some designer speed with a girls name. From then on I never really enjoyed drugs that much.)

Some Very Randomly Selected Photos From Our European Tour With Liars Last Fall

There are a lot more eurotourpix up at this flickr site: http://flickr.com/photos/notownsound

Little Ricky Caught Whacking It. (+more music lists)

(for some reason the soundtrack for the above clip reminds me of animal collective.)

Five Recent Favorite Listens:

1. Laserlight Digital's 5 CD Box Set: "Symphonies of the Planets - Nasa Voyager Recordings" - this basically just sounds like a sound effects cd in a library called "space sounds" but has these weird and oddlly affecting synth pads that kind of glide across the surface making you feel totally isolated and a little sad. I have been staying up till 8 or 9 in the morning trying to sleep and listening to this while the sunrise is just starting to come through the window is pretty unsettling.

2. Stereolab - Cobra and Phases play Voltage in the Milky Night - probably my favorite Stereolab record and I just recently started obsessing over it again. I really like how sprawling and textured it is. Blue Milk is possibly my second favorite song of all time second only to "Here Come the Warm Jets" by Brian Eno. "Come and Play in the Milky Night" is a close third.

3. "Pure Unevil" by the Liars, from the forthcoming album "Liars" - this song is a prime example of why I think Liars are one of the most important bands around right now. This song is going to age well on cd-rs passed between high school couples who rediscover it when they find it stashed away when they are moving out to go to college. It sounds pre-aged. Pre-loaded with bittersweet nostaglia.

4. Animal Collective - Strawberry Jam - I honestly expected to hate this. And then I heard the first few songs and I was like, I hate this. They, however grew on me, along with the rest of the album. I now think its really good. Nic did an amazing job mixing it. The sounds are really defined which is kind of a new thing for them I think. They write really creative and interesting pop songs. I hear they hate me though because they are friends with Samara. Me and my mouth.

5. Lil Wayne - "Boom" off "Da Drought 3" - I was Trying to sleep on the way to the Smashing Pumpkins shows we played (or attempted to play) and Moses and Kristin were up front blasting this shit and it invaded my dreams and now i feel like this guy is from outerspace and is really rad,

more tomorrow,
Bradford

Groundbreaking Historical First Post. Deerhunter Visits Chunky Masonic Lodge, Discovers Ancient Mixtape.

we blog now. here is a picture from when we discovered the chunky masonic lodge. it was filled with dead kittens. total bummer.

mixtape discovered in box in closet:

SIDE A:

1. swell maps - international rescue
2. 13th floor elevators - don't fall down
3. the crystals - he hit me (and it felt like a kiss)
4. dwarves - college town
5. anouschka et les prives - control
6. kleenex lilliput - madness
7. the fall - jawbone and air rifle
8. magazine - rhythm of cruelty
9. art attacks - neutron bomb
10. germs - forming
11. chrome - tv as eyes
12. red cross - standing in front of a poser

SIDE B:

13. the damned - neat neat neat
14. stooges - johnanna
15. them - mystic eyes
16. talking heads - warning sign
17. flowchart - icicles & clipboards
18. eno - landscape with haze
19. dead c - voodoo spell
20. godz - lay in the sun
21. flipper - living for the depression
22. u.s. maple - aplomado
23. pere ubu - have shoes will walk
24. autechre - cap iv

Tomorrow we play with the Fiery Furnaces at the EARL here in Atlanta. Should be fun... I like them a lot.

also my favorite thing i have heard in a long time is the telepathe song "i can't stand it" from the forthcoming rare book room records comp. hear it here: http://www.myspace.com/rarebookroomrecords

- Bradford

P.S. be forewarned i am a terrible speller.