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hedonist
03:35
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i stopped reading dystopian novels
when i realised that i was living inside of one
i stopped reading romantic fiction
when i realised that i would never find love
and i stopped reading between the lines
and the small print on my parking fines
and i started taking bad advice
from inspiring quotes that said
‘the key to life is this…’
‘ambition is free,
success costs,
failure pays dividends,
victory holds hands with loss.
tomorrow’s happiness comes at no cost
if tomorrow never comes.’
i swapped citalopram for benzedrine
and kale chips for ketamine
i turned my body into train tracks
my fondest moments became violence
i didn’t worry where the time went
i’m a character that Burroughs would be proud of
and i feel so much better now
i feel so much better now
i stopped thinking coherent thoughts
when i realised that i could just think like you
and i stopped writing coherent words
when i realised a stream of consciousness would do
and i started jumping on the trend
of justifying means without the ends
and i know i’m better than your friends
and i know that you think so too
and i feel so much better now
i feel so much better now
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comedy
03:19
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pleasure yourself
on the taxpayer’s vibrator
whilst finding new ways to beat the workhorse
play with your wealth
as you dine on corporate opulence
and show them who’s their daddy on the golf course
riddle me this
how many politicians does it take
to cull entire populations in a blink
well i am not a statistician but i think
the answer is less than three
argue like socrates
and add a dash of vitriol
whilst knowing you won’t have to drink the poison
sit down won’t you, zanni please
the world is not a punchline
stand back up and wince at your reflection
riddle me this
how many politicians does it take
to burn entire ecosystems
‘well you brought it on yourself’
you laugh
a true word said in jest
‘and you can go and fuck your mother
if you doubt that i know best’
mother nature
watches all her children die of cot death
and the only thing she feels is relief
she welcomes the atom bomb
she welcomes the asteroid
she welcomes the plague that you failed to impeach
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i need a light to set myself on fire, baby
i wanna disappear completely in the most dramatic way
i can’t make sense of much just lately
it’s all just trivia
my pixelated qualia has turned the world into a stage
listen to DOOM play on the hydrogen boombox
he splits a rhyme just like atoms
i’m busy ironing my socks
you’re busy fighting your reflection
you feel so overweight
chose the wrong target for your rage
like allen ginsberg dropping bombs
i didn’t even wanna come
i didn’t even wanna come
i didn’t even wanna come
to your party anyway
i asked your name you said you needed time to think
put your head inside the sink
removed the contents of your brain
i got in line to see my doctor
i’m broke beyond repair
i stumbled back you wasn’t there
i need a pill to cure the pain
i didn’t even wanna come
i didn’t even wanna come
i didn’t even wanna come
to your party anyway
how many books to beat myself to death with knowledge
take a look under the bonnet
and realise there’s nothing there
i’ve got the party in my pocket
and nought of relevance to say
do my lines, be on my way
to the next crowd that doesn’t care
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4. |
tragedy (in three parts)
05:04
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the avenue dog
kicked down in the throws of a sickness
hearing the toll
of this death-knell voice
as he cries
‘look now’, you said, ‘tonight’s entertainment’s arrived’
‘hear now’, you said, ‘a droplet of piss is too kind’
a croak in the throat
of the heel turned fast
with conviction
a crack in the words
worn cruel
come adorned with your pride
you scorn and say
‘his heroin chic had a price’
you bow your head
and powder your keys with his crimes
in the four bed, three bath
with more room for expansion
buckled the shelves
With the trinkets from plasticised life
you sigh and say
‘why does it feel like i’m dying?’
you whine and say
‘why does this wealth feel like plight?’
a vision of technoscience
built for the family
an itemised list
of the things that you need
to be right
breathe in and feel
the atoms pull with a yearning
breathe out and feel
a smile to the ones you don’t like
we’ve lost our way
but maybe we just deserve it
we’ve lost our way
We’ll poison ourselves
‘til we’re blind
pimaricin bile
pink like the wound that’s not healing
down on your knees
wear a porcelain bowl like a crown
‘no use’, you say, ‘dressed in the clothes of a clown’
you tear and fray
a body appraised by the pound
the unwanted truth
rings false in the therapist’s office
a stomach as empty as pockets
fills up with guile
‘i feel it now, the comfort you said would be waiting.
i feel it now, the comfort you said would be found.’
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Brodie Milner Hull, UK
“Absolutely loving this” - Gemma Bradley (BBC R1)
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Tom Robinson (BBC R6)
Brodie Milner wears his songs like an ill fitted suit. Combining intelligent lyricism with intricate melodies, his music feels nuanced, evocative, and a bit too sad for a summer's party. Listeners can expect to hear influences from the likes of Ben Howard, Big Thief, Fontaines D.C, etc
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