The LUV IN THE RUINS artbook merges annotated album texts with the photography of Chris Cox to further unravel the album-sphere. 52 pages. Limited to 50 editions.
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lyrics
Praise the head with severed neck
no pleasure without consequence
you test my lust for men against
the texture of your tersest kisses
you can shave my head next to the stove
ashamed of our anatomies
my sex is lapsing
crying in the kitchen
well you know what I mean
your father named you Lyssa
to patronize your rage
well it does
I change my name to Laura
on a whim
as thunder masks a morning rain
the saxophone abstracts the player’s pain
cut your hand to prove your brand
of self-destruction’s more intense
I fold, I walk
the several blocks to buy another purple bottle
love is dull
but don’t it drive a knife
to know your soul is a disclosure
so easily declined
but I’ll try my best to mellow down
on our way to David’s place
there’s a party, I feel obstinate
I’ll feel better when I’m with your friends
no better when I’m finally
but your friends are so insufferable
so insular, so pure white boredom
alchemizing hollow joy
from limerence and cheap tequila
but me, I’m just an anxious prawn
a vassal of your validating
glance into a crowded room
you’re calm for me, I’m work for you
but can drugs revise the night, ignite these
half-cocked plans, these hands polite, un-
locked inside the bathroom well
I don’t care, I don’t really care
if god had come unhinged the door
to Christ my sin, to climb your roof
well moored in waves moony glow
see the Kingdom lain in gold
I think it's difficult to write songs about something other than romantic love, and still be able to communicate the intensity with which those feelings can hit a person. Some of the entries on this album are fantastic examples of this niche. dani_bloop
Such a special album I struggle to think of what to say about it. At times I'm afraid or put off even listening to it and sometimes its the most comforting thing in the world. I got this from a vinyl code and I only listened to that physical copy of it the morning after the night my dog died. The first time I ever lost someone that meant the world to me and it was the first time I didn't cry to it. This album is beautiful and if youre reading this, you are loved memon_dayz