QYR020: Swings - Detergent Hymns

by Swings

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Preorder for tapes on 1/10
Full album release on 1/17


released January 17, 2015

swings is jamie, dan, and zach
mastered by chris goosman @ baseline audio labs
recorded at ginny's house july 20th, 2014



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Track Name: Pale Trinity
nothing more disgusting than reaching into a bag,
but silicone and glitter and purity are christened light for me
the cleanest think they’re dirty and lilt their walks and take turns being tired,
and yeah it’s nice to dance but they’ll never dance it heavy just how you like

you can all stop writing your songs i found the cosmic secret,
it’s when you kick the ice it hits the ground and breaks like glass and sounds so good--
like little crystals saying “i know who you are”
Track Name: Close You
is there anything that can’t be chalked up to time and who you spent it with?
and who are you to turn me endless through washers?
i guess desire’s disease
close you, you want that stone covered piece of me,
that has been nailed to the floor and then dropped

saturate your web spider,
woven strokes dig for your heart of hearts.
and i’ll start singing, cuz i have nothing to sing for--
reflexive porcelain dreams
Track Name: V
i am a cog
i imitate an essence, a level under someone
just like me to mirror shadows when i’m just strokes

this Russian doll is mirroring your lines
trying to make them meet
it’s oh so sweet to know the ending before you start

vapor, carolina dance around me
i’m leaving salt behind so will you please stop trying?
the animal mirror’s gone so now it’s fog forever
disremember everything you’ve seen
purest form of looking wrong
refract away from everyone who’d know
collaging in an amber wave
Track Name: Phlegm
coy as hell and made up, tornado boy gets loose
keep your eyes off the sand, take a deep drag,
drag me through the motion where you said you were sure you knew you well
second line for promise ,willow tell me why we can’t be
a polar circle spins,
what’s a nice solution for my vital company,
when every time I see it two orbs start asking me, willow:
how’d you get so raw?
Track Name: Heavy Manner
i didn’t know i’d burn my tongue on you but at least i'm alive
and i want you in limestone tunnels guarding yourself from my tired songs
i wanna taste your hot buttered soul, that ugly candy that you spread too thin and lost
Track Name: Sans Dream
they’re throwing a party for the minor league MVP
and i got lost going downstairs,
where the interstellar dirty phantom lies down just like we used to willow when
we had our grandeur til we slid towards the middle
either way you’ve seen me lately or either way you spin it baby

sweet blood dan’s dreaming baseball
and echo people dance around the room where he rests
and a dishwasher trance holds my shoulders
and the kitchen sink’s a portal to the room where they started to dance just like we used to willow when

when i was my own god

i wish you would kill your visionnaire
Track Name: Forearms
pet names in time trade places
willowing me on gods watch

a car’s pulled over with license plate saying “storms”
and what isn’t better when it’s a surprise?

tan lines don’t show me what’s important
you’re pretty very like good

let’s get it over with
Track Name: Valley: Zero Sum
shake your head no when you hear something good
an undercut dance, lowercase attack
divinity’s grace has got power near pinned
slow target’s no match for this bishop’s next cut
my heart-race-body-puddle has stretched the afternoon
and tension’s leaked out all the way
so where’s a vibe to move?

twin cubes in the holy orchid melting
reckless looseness where i are
willow hates me hollow but i’m fading into linen grey and salt and light and air

a drug in the flesh
Track Name: Calling It
manner and glassy me and when’d you start to bite?
a southern screamer lying on a pin of mannequins and tide and sheets
when you do you, it burns into me
a lamplight scratch that drips into mood

whir alive