1. |
Garry Winogrand
04:48
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if you’re photographing people in the street
without their prior knowledge or consent
then often they won’t care you think they’re neat
they'll tell you you're a pervert or a creep
they’ll threaten sometimes too to break your neck
you can tell them you're an artist so it's fine
you can tell them you’re just documenting life
they’ll look at you with fury in their eyes
they’ll make you wish you’d learned to be discreet
when photographing people in the street
if back at home your still feel incomplete
after all the tireless years that you have spent
perfecting skills that might be obsolete
when anybody out there can compete
and you’re struggling uphill through wet cement
you can tell yourself you’re documenting life
and hopelessness is part of living too
and watch your little movie on repeat
and go back out tomorrow in the heat
to photograph some people in the street
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2. |
Heartburn
03:47
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i get heartburn now
and my voice has changed
i speak softly now
i don’t look the same
i walk into a room
i am in the room
life is easy now
life is very hard
things seem far away
things are in my yard
i don’t have a yard
do i need a yard?
to sit on a fence
it don’t weigh me down
like it used to do
who i was i mean
hello how are you?
look me in the eye
i’m a friendly guy
every seven years
the cells in your body are all replaced
there’s always space between atoms
no one has ever touched my face
i drink water now
in a fizzy can
out there in the yard
things are making plans
in my mind i mean
i don't have a yard
to sit on a fence
to sit on
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3. |
28 Degrees
03:12
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it's 28 degrees here in october
that's not normal people say
wind blows wood smoke from the north in
wood smoke turns all my thinking grey
pelicans fishing on the water
water surrounded by the land
the land is crying for its daughter
the daughter married the wrong man
i'm in a short-term rental
playing a borrowed guitar
if there's more to life than description
i can’t say what those things are
in a coal mine with no canary
self-important, sedentary
oh dear
what am i doing here?
it's 28 degrees here in october
people tell me that's bizarre
the neighbourhood is very charming
custom plates on every car
that one actually just says kevin
that minivan says second home
burger king, 7-11
they say all roads lead to rome
at night i imagine falling
out of this sixth-floor room
i don't plan to die in my hometown
maybe this one would do
it's not that i want to
i just think i maybe ought to
it's not clear
what am i doing here?
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4. |
Piet's Orchids
04:16
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tried to write it down tonight
i called it hold me hold me hold me
right now i almost feel alright
i know that that's the old me
the old me on his second beer
sailing through the emptiness
outside snow and there's a tree
the tree looks kind of horny
or maybe that's just me
wishing somebody had told me
that you have to pick a town
and you've got to pick an emptiness
we’re both too skinny in the mirror
it’s cool we look like vampires
you said i can’t just disappear
you burned your jacket at the fire
sparks were fireflies that night
lighting up the emptiness
i walk down to the water
when i’m hanging by a thread
you told me peace is knowing
the peace is in your head
wasps in the walls of our new place
black ice on the highway
angel with a blurry face
grandpa singing my way
it’s here for now it’s here for now
balanced on the emptiness
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5. |
The Invention of Heaven
05:00
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you told me once
i don't know how i feel about anything
i said yeah
i don't know how i feel about anything
you came over once
with a pocket full of vitamins
they weren't vitamins at all
you fell over in the doorway
you looked so small
you told me once
i do one thing and then i do the next thing
and if one thing's true
it'll tell me about the next thing
you had no furniture
just one pot and a stack of novels
we listened to songs all night and analyzed
we never wrote a song
where are you now?
did you ever try that comedy?
you were writing comedy
are you working now?
are you eating now?
what are you reading?
is it easy now?
is it just the same as breathing?
i still don't want to be anywhere at all
another friend
moved into that apartment
your old apartment
and when i go
over to your old apartment
it looks so small
was it all a waste of time?
did it mean anything at all?
when i got back to town
should i have given you a call?
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6. |
Opening Night
05:25
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the first scene is funny
it warms up the crowd
at least it's supposed to
they're not very loud
before intermission
it gets pretty sad
it isn't supposed to
the writing's just bad
if all the world's a stage
they're turning off the lights
producers are dismayed
still fighting the good fight
if all the world's a show
nobody came to see
the numbers don't add up
actors don't work for free
dee dee dee dee dee
dee dee dee dee
dee dee dee dee dee
dee dee dee
after the performance
alone in the bar
the kid from the paper
runs into the star
hey kid thanks for coming
hey kid what'd you think?
hey are you ok sir?
can i buy you a drink?
if all the world's a stage
the sets don't look too good
it all looks kind of cheap
it's all just made of wood
if all the world's a show
nobody came to see
the numbers don't add up
actors don't work for free
dee dee dee dee dee
dee dee dee dee
dee dee dee dee dee
dee dee dee
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7. |
Tiny Horses
04:30
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and i ask if i should stay
and you tell me that's ok
i have done enough for now
in another time and place
morning light across your face
always furrowing your brow
easy come and easy go
wipe away the falling snow
pathologically discreet
i don't believe in anything
i feel nothing when i sing
i am sitting at your feet
and it's on the periphery
and it's gone
there's a shift in the energy
and it's gone
now we're in a little room
and the medicine is blue
and you show you understand
in another time and place
morning light across your face
tiny horses in your hand
easy come and easy go
you won't say it but we know
or at least we're pretty sure
and i'm trying to pretend
i believe we'll meet again
and the rest of it's a blur
and it's on the periphery
and it's gone
just a shift in the energy
and it's gone
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Bigfin Squid Toronto, Ontario
Songs
by
David
Gagnon
Walker
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