Friday, July 12, 2013

and you make me

nice cold opening
of a clipped quirky song

an Irish backbone
informs a Northwestern sense

a little beer hall
a little polka

an accordion
that seems Southern
and Southwestern

praising the moment like a prayer
and a sudden ending

that's soulful 
sweet

with her sexy throaty voice
that feels fleshy 
electric

telling you she's a woman that wants to 
love love love you

she would like to 
tango

singing of bones

glam bounce
and 80's 
art 
pop
and one metal rimmed finish

leads to a sea shanty chorus
then strum strum 

you sing

a familiar female part
in this

girl

group

dessert
indie
pop

at the prom

pass out

belly

this fucking song 
creeps up
on me

with the Angel Of Harlem horns

the tweaked distant voice

the open chords of the twelve strings strong

the celestial slide of the trombone

the crap tinny 
one room 
sound 

at the end

the bit with the improvising horns

I'm not sure what the story of this song
is but I am sure there is one

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