Restless from Disappearing (EP) by BAXTER NO ONE

Lyrics: imitators of other pretenders talking loud and it’s time to go, restless years, nothing remembered, nothing gained, cute but confused and going insane. you’re probably never talking to me again, I said you’re probably never talking to me again. she said you’re probably never talking to me again. I said i’m probably never talking to me again. i’m so sick of this these restless years, no power (i’m a coward). get up, get out and never go home. just another dream that I’m dead, again and again. stammer and lurch, i’ll probably cut my hair again, it’s filled with secrets and out of control, nothing remembered, nothing gained, cute but confused, but what do I know. you’re probably never talking to me again, i said you’re probably never talking to me again, she said you’re probably never talking to me again, i’m probably never talking to me again. nothings new it’s all been said.

*Charles Bukowski “imitators of other pretenders” from “See here, You”, The Last Night of the Earth Poems. 1992

…Some extra words, Clear and plain and coming through fine.

• Rock
• ambient
• drone
• noise punk
• post-rock
• Norman