I filmed and edited this Melting Butter Session for Atmen,Weiter…
Melting Butter Session: Atmen, Weiter…
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Melting Butter Session – Hysterese
I filmed and edited this Melting Butter Session for Hysterese.
Silver Linings: These Walls
I filmed and edited this video for Silver Linings.
the captivity narrative.
the story is simple again:
the hero is being chased and jumping off a moving train
the princess is trapped and unable to move
while you keep staring
with an open mouth
and I can just tell you’re dreaming
of something generic
so here I am
on the last page of the script
on the first floor of the warehouse
tied to a chair
with a bomb strapped to my chest
it’s the sound of helicopters in the air
and ýour voice through a megaphone
spelling out desires
that’s so you…
even now
you keep hoping
for the good stuff
but you got this
you own it
you’re killing it
you always have
it’s an all eyes on you scenario
the countdown’s running
you know your lines, sweetheart
don’t stutter.
Melting Butter Concert: GEWALT – Verheimlichung
There’s no doubt on a battlefield
everything has a direction,
like the bullets you take
for not keeping it a secret.
let them all hit you.
The kind of thing people do to stay together.
Look at us, all dressed up again
at the movies holding hands again
lipstick and perfume again
It’s not that difficult.
Foreign words in black and white
knowing our lines by heart
It’s not that difficult.
Or else,
Us on a stage, in perfect lighting
your voice through a microfone.
and ballroom dancing.
A laugh from across of the room
(It’s not that difficult)
All it takes is two dragons maybe,
or a night at the bar again
where I order the usual and you’re driving.
We lift the jewels from the trash.
We take our bodies somewhere else.
You have only one tattoo and it reads Saudade.
It’s a long drive from your parent’s house to the place you started calling home a year ago.
You chew gum to pass the time and sing along to radio songs like nobody’s listening, because nobody’s listening.
You wish you could be the first person to travel Mars, but then you realize you don’t know all that much about Mars and that other people might be more qualified for the adventure.
You realize the stars make sense but they are boring.
You wish you had something interesting to tell at work.
You turn to your phone and type:
“Throw me in the middle of things! Throw me to the ground and step over me! Slam the door in my face like you mean it. Just for once.”
Silly you…
Silly for reading the primers. Silly for knowing exactly how it works. Silly for being vocal about it. Silly for being the only one not invited. Silly for showing up anyway.
How could you say this is easy a year ago?
When you threw tiny bits of pavement on the pavement and smoked just to the pass the time on the back of a truck
Behind a 7-Eleven, thinking about how Prince’s cremated remains were placed into a custom, 3D printed urn shaped like Paisley Park estate.
You just don’t get it anymore.
So you sweat into your dad’s shirt with no intention of giving it back when suddenly
Someone arrives looking beautiful
And they throw you in the middle of things. They throw you to the ground and slam the door shut, because they mean it.
And you,
You watch them step over your body and it matters less and less.
Spit handshakes are not for quitters so we see this one through.
Shiny silver pill purse chained around your neck
serve me Cola from the dashboard
and slowdance back to back.
Feed me something electrical
something I cannot digest,
please feed me the moon again
baby, make me lose again.
This night’s a line in pen on jeans
there’s not a minute to redeem.
the place we used to hide in is no longer a secret.
You flipped my body like a stone
and underneath a nettle.
And underneath the worms.
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