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Fresher Tin Villages

by KC Bowman

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1.
TAIPANS ADORE YOU Afternoon warmth The taipans adore you Venomous creatures have needs and desires And while they implore you with plain threats of violence They seek amusement and freedom from harm Afternoon storm the reptiles don’t like you
2.
LOVE BEHOLD THE SKY Love behold the sky Fierce black clouds obscure the sun Rain they shall not bear But I'll not be easily moved Or displaced with the greatest of ease And save the approach of an imminent fire I’ll not briskly abandon or flee I’d love to be cast as the type of performer who rarely performs And brings in the job for a twelfth of the money Without ever leaving his home
3.
CUBAN ILLNESS ANXIETY Sheer lack of judgment In the spring of ‘45 At an offhand juncture Where meetings come to mind Exploding congregations in the blitzkrieg’s eyes We’ve only got so many rules to reorganize Or file away for Havana in the spring of ‘59 In a slump-backed paddle boat trawling o’er the line You know you’ve been mistaken when they read your mind You’ve only got so many-splendored things left to buy Or throw away
4.
Mare Island 01:21
MARE ISLAND Mare Island You’ve decent tides You’re near the bay Fair climates embrace you Each and every day they’re silent Your naval fleets have gone away Entire frames of business on their way down Mare Island You attract a variety of firms They’re tyrants they’d like to raise you from the dead Their pirates will salvage every piece of lead And iron out the details while they spread out
5.
FRESHER TIN VILLAGES Isle Be glad you’re at sixes and sevens With all of your pieces of eight Isle Be glad your impeachable solvency leaves you assured of your wake And I hope you realize your marines enjoyed their lives Real life
6.
PALOMINE CRANES Load up the container ships All aboard for the Sea of Japan Saddle up them horses And leap across the Rio Grande Let’s give the trade war seven or eight more flames to fan Palomine cranes Before you get waist-deep or deeper Take off another layer of clothes Ignore the days before beepers and unionized takers of tolls You missed the ferryboats and by god you bless the trolls Palomine cranes The fragrant sutures of your vine-covered homes Keep no wounds from weeping furthermore They only wrap themselves around the slats To make an awfully tempting home for rats They provide no shelter Only shade for the belles to sip their lemonade While deep below their husbands wallow in a sea of lost invoices The choice is clear to them Gotta keep their asses in gear if they want to get further ahead But the farther they ship their gear the deeper they sink in the red How many more krypto-wonder tchotchkes can fit on the sled?
7.
HIGH MAINTENANCE Your clear view changes a bit You remain forsworn to participate in feats of strength You blend your vile nature With my own inspired points of view You write worthwhile songs Scrawl inebriate rhymes Reel in lots of gilled creatures when you haul your nets and lines Feel a spot of guilt when you stake your claim to their lives They’ve got no cause to make you hurt You chide erstwhile codes Ban them for their good Deal with lots of shrill people in what you call your neighborhood It sounds out of fashion but they fashion houses made of wood You’ve your whole life in which to live You are so high maintenance You’ve sapped all my patience since you ran away from life You’ve drawn your wild faces in You are so high maintenance You whip your vibrance into a violent confrontational swirl You pledge your silence until you find the unattainable pearl But you can always be a goodfella And you can always be on my team My admission to your final appearance Is plied weekly from your vital adherences You are so high maintenance You’ve sapped all my patience since you ran away from life You’re obscure you can’t see in darkness You’ve got to find the light switch to something else
8.
Capital I 02:20
CAPITAL I All grown up with the outlook of a sheaf? Did you wait for the scythe to cut you down? Are you bundled away? Has the wiry skeleton That remains of your once cherubic sense of adventure Been placed in an hermetically sealed childproof display? Give up self-pity for lent And concede you’re important with a capital I You enjoy and you need the human race You conceal and ignore the yellow flag And proceed without care While the old people act in the roles of the good Samaritans Do you deign do you dare show your color? Do you feel you’re giving way to their mild temperament? You admit they’re important with a capital I They want you safely home in the drive They’ve been incorporating their lives Into your own fine mess You sweep up all your windswept piles and jump up It’s amazing how it works When you feel you inspire everyone You’re a peach you’re a pear You’re double-helix royal legionnaire When you smile at everyone You’re in deep You’re ensnared You’re in trouble When you preach what you prepare to refrain from ever doing Until you feel like you’re important with a capital I
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BRIGHT BOLD SPECK Real estate at heaven’s gate for prices lawyers reap Bells reveal and chimes conceal the lines a soldier leaps But sinking your faith in the company’s future Leaves a bright bold speck on the screen A blip on the vaguest machine Can lead you to believe econometrics Arbitration’s all the rage in meaningful pursuit Of carefree days and limestone weathered safety-coated youth Did you believe it would be so demanding? Like an ice-cold rational being You stripped the marigold clean You’ve obviously conceded your commandments
10.
PEARL BLOSSOM ORANGE Pearl blossom orange Mind over matter Eden would never forsake one of you Smart as a hatter With sane points of view Sought by collectors Peerless in form Afternoon storm On those days he grew
11.
CALIFORNIA IN FEBRUARY Your sidewalks are towering Like small-scale Mt. Everests With what kind of shape they’re in who needs your bay trails? With blue from your ocean And gold found in every hill The jewel for your commonwealth Your beautiful campus Your beautiful canvas And after they hibernate As pale as the weather that swept all the clouds away In radiant sunlight What could have been so intriguing What could have been so dramatic Turned out to be another waste of time Your own tired magistrates Your meaningless senators Will now have to demonstrate their need for discrepancies You’ve blown wide of everyone who’ll pay for security In spite of your activists you prize your own atmosphere Your gray skies have been replaced by green cloaks and daffodils Euphoric enlightenment Your tightrope is infinite What could have been so intriguing What could have been so dramatic Turned out to be another waste of time
12.
Matterhorn 03:14
MATTERHORN You can’t give animals advice To heathens knowledge is a blithering crime But when their fireworks ignite They hear Vivaldi’s radiant might Statues of Venus DeMilo in flight And Day-Glo begonias appear in the sky But quickly dissolve into streamlets of olive and beige The moment their leash is untied Obviously there was a Matterhorn-sized spike beneath their chair How else could they ever leap so high And fall like angels without wings? Their indentations in the ground Upon their impact leave the telltale signs Of sleeping geniuses aroused And dormant behavior awakened from sound slumber Creationist theories abound Blending the ups with the mids with the downs But none can explain how creation is wrought from the flame Or why the savant-like and mildly insane Perform acts of the vanguard and bellwether strain Important and meekly profound
13.
PUMPKINS ANGELS The angels need the pumpkins Like the sailors need the navy Ignatius bore no children Which inspired his neighbors’ envy Their features are not feature length You feel the fame and fortune You reason your reasoning’s away You followed your laughter You’ve seen yourself today You darling You’re natural You need to know the days he missed you The angels want their scientists back They breed their own crusaders The pumpkins long to switch your bags With other people’s paydirt You plead with all your patience Get ahead You love to take your tea before you swallow your advil You need to calculate your motions Your seasons You’ve seen beyond the pale You’re smiling and you mean this is ours And I mean this is ours
14.
Spacegirl 01:58
SPACEGIRL Spacegirl Moving my planets Reducing my plane fares You beckon You’ve stayed close to me girl Including the times I was cool Your smile is as big as the sun Eclipsing the danger You’re my spacegirl You orbit my existence as one You shine like a diamond You’re my spacegirl Twinkling the skies and you think I admire you I would not deny that Indeed girl I'd like to be yours with the moon I blaze my emotional trails With you as my guidepost You’re my spacegirl You pull my astronomical weight Into your apogee You’re my spacegirl You are the planet You’re my terra firma You help me revolve around the earth
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CACTUS LEAGUE GAME Do you have pictures at work? Did all your tithings breed sensationally? Do you have a mind of your own and a Promethean aptitude? Tell me what you feel When you solemnly feel Burdened by the weight of the clutch and the brood In the real contest I might like you best I definitely do in the cactus league game
16.
OUR MARKET SHARE The features and the scenery sublime You’re perched upon the Capitoline I’ve got several engagements with you And I don’t need to say I don’t do Ancients and the cherubs come in With several of your favorite kids We’ve got each of our parents to kiss And a beautiful day to exist in the law We’ve got our strands and chains to tame the orphan lanners We’ve got our plans to make in one another’s planners We’ve gone through real good times We know what rain and shine is We’ve been involved in whatever it takes to feel proud We’ve spied our market share in peaceful conversation We’ve placed our objects where the subject’s often placed We know we won’t ever beat that We love the lowdown beeswax We know who makes it unique That’s you in person Friends from afar Now we can feast and convene on the bow If we retreat to the back of the boat I’ll seek your face in the dark and the cold We’ll have each other we won’t be alone Even if we do nothing
17.
FAVORITE BLUE SWEATER Presence apart In the catholic sense Of the breeze Of the moth Of our epiphany Disturbs the clouds into rainfall Sun breaks out Only twins exceed our empathy They no longer find semblance nor divisiveness To make you feel better Would make me feel better To make you fall in with the crowd Like your favorite blue sweater Would make me feel better To make you feel better Would make me flow in like the tide With the change in the weather
18.
BE NICE TO PLANTS The devil is mocking you When you say that a human life Is worth more than an animal’s life Or for that matter botanical life The civil rights of turnips fall quickly into view When living things are sovereign beings regardless of I.Q. We mercy-kill the Dutch elm patients Why not people who can voice the need To need no more interminable ICU But free-range vegetables we can conceptually oppose We like to see them grown in those oppressive little rows Would you like to get ahead? Here’s an example of exactly what I mean We should know better than to mess with mother n Furthermore don’t waste your time arguing Be nice to plants The witches are riding you You wake from sound slumber You can’t move your arms at all You can’t move your legs either Synaptic means of pleasure These are treats you can’t avoid Fulfilling your desire rarely brings you any joy The angels beat the pumpkins like the devil breaks the rules Ecology and collagen combine to save you I dreamed I heard you singing You were completely run-of-the-mill What happens when the cuckolded men refuse to foot the bill? Will you sink without a trace When your grants run at least as dry as you? Have you exhausted all the marriages you can ruin? You landed with the robbers and the ragged men They trusted you in god and you finagled them You hypocrite! Mountebank! Good for naught! You’re underweight, undercooked, and over-wrought Be nice to plants
19.
GREEN COMPANION OF GILT Their halyards framed in lennow shades of forty-acre mule Lie dangling from the clothesline at the Athabaskan school Their meager transportation is not as fleet as a three-wheeled pram With slightly fewer horses than the northernmost prairie town The green companion of gilt Rolled in like a paper cyclone Why pay the forgers four months’ wages When the forests are made entirely of the green companion of gilt? Those born in age of plenty were scorned for creating fiscal rage Where there previously hadn’t been any The green companion of gilt Eloped with uranium Quietly yeaned their unsacred by-blow And bid Godspeed to the churlish highlands Indeed the manor’d been milked by a stream of esurient dissemblers Those who remained as stablehands Weren’t pleased when they weren’t remembered
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GOD STIFFENS MY FRAME Where have you immersed yourself? Do you aspire to preach consolably? Like a parrot I try to make my words ring true A bleeding broken sparrow I become when I'm not in the grace of you I guess I'm jealous of the days when I was sure you didn’t quite exist Patience fills your dovetailed life You rest beside your sweet betrothed me While you ferret your prime intent Your sacred altarpiece You worry about your parents And you worry about your inhumanity Above the omniumgatherum the silent voice intones and compensates Leg over leg god stiffens my frame Held over twelve more seconds remain Leg over leg god stiffens my frame

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Recorded 1997.
Remastered March 2018 by Fireproof Sam.

Jeri Sykes played woodwinds. Steve Erickson played trumpet. David J. Anderson played saxophone. Adrian West played violin. Brad Zell and Howie Lunge played congas.

Mixed at Laughing Tiger Studios, San Rafael CA with David Simon-Baker and Jim Reitzel.

Recorded at Timber Trout Studios, Oakland/Berkeley CA. Produced and Engineered by KC Bowman.

Piano recorded at Emerald City Productions, San Francisco CA (Engineer: David Landon)

All songs written by KC Bowman

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released January 1, 1998

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