Day Three: Please More Scary

Please More Scary by mothersofgut



Kristina wrote this song, and I love it!
I think the allure to her songwriting is the simplicity. When I first met her in 2005, not only was I enamored with her brilliant artwork, which you can check out here, but I couldn't get over that soft spoken yet truly beautiful voice. Listening to her sing is like watching the Nature Channel or something, like a primordial force. We both agreed this song reminds of the 90's, and that kind of triggered some self-inquiry, in that even though I lived through that decade, my memory of it is convoluted, much like how in the 90's our collective memory of -say- the 70's was distorted and skewed. I think it's that our memories carve out particular shapes and when we try to reconstruct them, we end up with a kind of psychedelia. Go figure.
Anyways, ENJOY!

Lyrics:
We walk these steps all night
we're on our own.
These stalks we see they're ours
we're on our own.
And when the bottle comes
you'll be a different man.
You'll say a lot of things,
you'll write me a song.
And when the day is empty
you'll drown in all the lead.
You'll say a lot of things,
you'll write me a song.
And when the curtain's holy
you'll want to burn the stage.
You'll say a lot of things
you'll sing me a song.