Get all 8 Call Hollow releases available on Bandcamp.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Christmas in December, Lovers, You Are Not Down Yet, Wester, Felters Corners, Gone for the Ghostward Skeptic, Engine's Gonna Sing, Sweetness Up & Sweetness Out, and Ocean(s).
1. |
||||
|
theres a man tryna sponge the ants off the kitchen counter
but they keep comin'
and theres a man tryna scratch the brand off a thermos with a quarter
but nothin doin
Esther, dont let the earth let go
Esther, dont let the masu fall
karma cholera makes for good tv
karma cholera makes for good movies
origami swans, refugees
gimme gimme gimme celebrity
Esther, dont let the earth lose hold
Esther, dont let the earth lose hold
Esther, dont let the earth let go
Esther, dont let the earth lose hold
Esther, dont let the earth let go
Esther, dont let the earth lose hold
Esther, dont let the earth let go
Esther, dont let the earth lose hold
Esther, dont let the earth let go
theres a man with a ten-inch knife
half an inch from his spine
the surgeon smiled and he diagnosed it
as a failure to make friends
theres a man with belly full of bullets
with a belly full of bullets
theres a man with belly full of bullets
now theyre pullin em out
theyre countin em out
theyre counting them out loud
one, two, three, four,
five, six, seven,
eight, nine, ten, eleven,
twelve, thirteen
|
||||
2. |
Una Cerveza Redux
03:58
|
|||
|
skinny dogs are snapping at a synapse in my head
heres my blood, heres my spit, heres my come
theyre smelling it
I will write your dirge pome
in spraypaint on your headstone
in thick bass on your headphones
and Jonathan, oh
is it raining needles in California?
little ghost, stillborn ghost, swimming in my arms
youve made me Gods most tiny amputee
can you see me swimming?
can you hear me laughing?
can you see me swimming?
I will write your dirge pome
in spraypaint on your headstone
in thick bass on your headphones
and Jonathan, oh
is it raining needles in California?
i want more
i woke up sick and pregnant in a Chevy in Los Angeles
the little ghost, born dead, found me in Connecticut
can you see me swimming?
can you see me swimming?
can you see me swimming?
can you see me swimming?
|
||||
3. |
||||
|
the senators son has never known
not even one telephone
that didnt have a friend at the other end
he never shook a hand that didnt shake right back
he knows its okay to cut a snake in half
because neither half can scream and neither half can ask
it may writhe a little while in the yard
but its no more alive than the motor in a car
dont you snap that, snap that photograph
the world has far too many photographs already
dont you snap that, snap that photograph
the world has far too many already
now the ROTC kid, he grew up a man
hes spending Christmas in a makeshift camp
the boy has got a secret but hes got nowhere to keep it
hiding dysentery whispers under postage stamps
whats a man supposed to do with his hands?
hes got too many years, hes got too many glands
and whats a little lust when the blood is in the dust
and youre spill spill spillin it on command?
dont you snap that, snap that photograph
the world has far too many photographs already
dont you snap that, snap that photograph
the world has far too many photographs already
go do what you want
go ahead and go do whatever you want
go ahead and go do whatever you want
your own dogs are gonna sniff you out
|
||||
4. |
Glory! Glory! Glory!
03:09
|
|||
|
they told you they would let him die at home
Idve done it differently if Id known
Id have let you finish mowing the lawn
before I told you that your father was gone
I looked ridiculous in your coat
you drank to drown the song down in your throat
we cant stay drunk in the yard forever
pretending to know how to know each other
spit it out for me
spit it out and sing
glory! glory! glory!
when the heart gets hungry it sets a trap
and baits it with a telephone whisper
and guarding every gilded lie
the crows that ornament the telephone line
and you got a lot to learn
bout what you do and dont deserve
Im here to sing the long unsung song of all i have done wrong
glory! glory! glory!
to all the warmth Ive wasted
Im sorry I tried to replace it
with sticky bodies, whiskey coffee
and outbound aeroplanes
I am ashamed
of my arrogance, my petulance
of being too proud to ask
anyone for anything
Im spittin it out
Im singin it out
I am ashamed!
|
||||
5. |
Queensbound E
01:54
|
|||
|
the Chinatown chokehold was sliding around
so we lowered our boots to meet the slipping ground
I bought a streetside watch set to westcoast time
and the sunshine shooed the moon from the sky
runnin on steam
the shopping mall is shining down on me
runnin on steam
countin stops on the Queensbound E
Im runnin the table and my neckties loose
ever since she called to tell me the news
shes rattlin a mug up against my ribs
and Im fillin it up with rust brown booze
Im fillin it up with rust brown booze
I pulled myself up out the Haverstraw mud
I couldnt lay like a brick and wait
cuz even when youre flying on an aeroplane
the moon is quite a ways away
runnin on steam
the shopping mall is shining down on me
runnin on steam
countin mouths on the Queensbound B
I got gone and I got new
she had a découpage dress and a macramé hairdo
and I dont know why I walk like such a tough guy
when all Im tryna do is get next to you
|
||||
6. |
||||
|
one twin brother was older than the other
by about a minute and a half
he grew up and took a trip on a rocket ship
it was forty years until he came back
he came back to find that his mother had died
and his brother was old and gray
now the older brothers much younger than the other
it would take a scientist to explain
it would take a scientist to explain
it would take a scientist to explain
it would take a scientist to explain
I wish youd come down to Tangletown
yknow I sure do miss havin you around
I sure do miss havin you around
why dont you come on down to Tangletown
come on down to Tangletown
yknow I sure do miss having you around
I miss sharin a laugh, pourin a stout
fallin too deep in love and pullin each other out
grinnin thru clenched fists and singin thru doubt
singin sweetness up and sweetness out
singin sweetness up and sweetness out
singin joyful and triumphant
joyful and triumphant
joyful and triumphant
joyful and triumphant
joyful and triumphant
|
||||
7. |
||||
|
Im not sure which day it is
but I do know this
if I work one more shift in the burn unit
Im going to lose my shit
the woman in Bed One
shes only 27
her burns are so severe
there are no family pictures
and shes had no visitors
in the three weeks Ive been working here
her eyes are stuck open
and artificially moistened
she cant shut her mouth
on account of the tubes stuck in it
and I overheard the nurses at the nursing station
and one of them was saying its time
its time for Bed Ones
daily sedation vacation
and it got me thinking about what
what would happen if
I were in an accident
would anyone come to visit?
and I know they would
cuz Ive got it good
my friends and my family love me so much
Ive got it good
cuz I know they would
my friends and my family love me
yeast blooms in water
and dough binds to flour
me and my friends
in kitchens and basements
gettin loud and gettin fed on
distorted bass and carbohydrates
thats what I call nutrition
me and my friends
in kitchens and basements
gettin loud and gettin fed
while theres gettin to get
|
||||
Call Hollow recommends:
Rule of Twelfths/Joy Tax
by Burrower
Ambient/noise collaboration with my friend Matthew Simonson
go to album
Songs by my daughter/collaborator Azalea Zerilli
go to albumIf you like Call Hollow, you may also like:
if no one else cares, why should I care?
by Good Good Blood
Pairing lo-fi indie rock with silvery folk instrumentation, the self-described "bedroom pop wizard" casts a cozy, poignant spell.
go to album
Trick Of The Light
by Good Good Blood
Atmospheric, folk-derived songs from Good Good Blood that feel like a phantom back-porch sing-along.
go to album
Berlin based songwriter Oliver Burghardt tempers avant-garde absurdities with charming anti-folk on his latest as Pink Lint.
go to album
Passing Place
by Good Good Blood
featured on Bandcamp Radio Jun 14, 2016
go to album
