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Seven Inches

In no order, 7″ records from my shelf. Part eight.

Led Zeppelin

For seven years, I dwelt
In the loose palace of exile

Velocity Girl

Playing strange games with the girls of the island
Now, i have come again


To the land of the fair, and the strong, and the wise
Brothers and sisters of the pale forest

In One

Children of night
Who among you will run with the hunt?

Small Ax / Beef / Coal Palace Kings / Catapult / The Figgs / Dryer

Now night arrives with her purple legion


Retire now to your tents and to your dreams

Colorblind James Experience

Tomorrow we enter the town of my birth

Air Miami

I want to be ready’

The Mummies / The Enchanting Spellbinding Accordion of Alicia Rose / Three Stoned Men / Slug Dick Nick / The Phantom Surfers

[And thank you, Mr James Morrison, for the narration]

Seven Inches

In no order, 7″ records from my shelf. Part seven.




I am the lizard king
I can do anything

Air Supply

We came down
The rivers and highways

Sonic Youth

We came down from
Forests and falls

Nick Lowe

We came down from
Carson and Springfield

Robyn Hitchcock

We came down from
Phoenix enthralled

The Cure

And I can tell you
The names of the Kingdom

The Phantom Surfers / The Mummies

I can tell you
The things that you know


Listening for a fistful of silence
Climbing valleys into the shade

Talking Heads

Seven Inches

In no order, 7″ records from my shelf. Part six.

Coal Palace Kings

Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs
And you won’t know a thing till you get inside

New Radiant Storm King / Guided By Voices

Dead president’s corpse in the driver’s car
The engine runs on glue and tar


C’mon along, we’re not going very far
To the East to meet the Czar


Run with me
Run with me
Run with me
Let’s run


Some outlaws lived by the side of the lake
The minister’s daughter’s in love with the snake

The Incredible Casuals / The Figgs

Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl! We’re almost home

Koo Koo Boy

We should see the gates by mornin’
We should be inside by evening

Neil Diamond

Sun sun sun
Burn burn burn


I will get you

Guided By Voices / New Radiant Storm King

Seven Inches

In no order, 7″ records from my shelf. Part five.

Sonic Youth

Nothing left to do, but
Run, run, run


Let’s run
Lets run

The Cure

House upon the hill
Moon is lying still

Bardo Pond

Shadows of the trees
Witnessing the wild breeze


C’mon baby run with me
Let’s run

Six Finger Satellite

Run with me
Run with me

Green Magnet School

Run with me
Let’s run


The mansion is warm, at the top of the hill
Rich are the rooms and the comforts there

Seven Inches

In no order, 7″ records from my shelf. Part four.


Each house repeats a mold
Windows rolled

Sonic Youth

Beast car locked in against morning
All now sleeping

J Geils Band

Rugs silent, mirrors vacant
Dust Lying under the beds of lawful couples


Wound in sheets
And daughters, smug

J Geils Band

With semen eyes in their nipples
There’s been a slaughter here

Ken Rubenstein

(Don’t stop to speak or look around
Your gloves and fan are on the ground

Andy Gibb

We’re getting out of town
We’re going on the run

Mother May I

And you’re the one I want to come)

Stars On 45

Not to touch the earth
Not to see the sun


Seven Inches

In no order, 7″ records from my shelf. Part three.


I think you know, the game I mean
I mean the game, called ‘go insane’

Transmission Fifty Six

You should try, this little game
Just close your eyes, forget your name

1313 Mockingbird Lane

Forget the world, forget the people
And we’ll erect, a different steeple


This little game, is fun to do
Just close your eyes, no way to lose

The Bevis Frond

And I’m right there, I’m going too
Release control, we’re breaking thru

Air Miami

Way back deep into the brain
Back where there’s never any pain


And the rain falls gently on the town
And over the heads of all of us

The Carpenters

And in the labyrinth of streams
Beneath, the quiet unearthly presence of

Andy Gibb

Nervous hill dwellers, in the gentle hills around
Reptiles abounding
Fossils, caves, cool air heights

Hall And Oates

Seven Inches

In no order, 7″ records from my shelf. Part two.

Billy Joel

The snake was pale gold
Glazed and shrunken

Big Chief

We were afraid to touch it
The sheets were hot dead prisons


And she was beside me
Old, she’s no, young


Her dark white hair
The white soft skin


Now, run to the mirror in the bathroom

Gas Huffer

Shes coming in here
I can’t live thru each slow century of her moving

Colorblind James Experience

I let my cheek slide down
The cool smooth tile

Big Hair

Feel the good cold stinging blood
The smooth hissing snakes of rain

Record Time Allstars / Kookoo Boy

Once I had, a little game
I liked to crawl, back in my brain

The Shop Class Squares

Seven Inches

In no order, 7″ records from my shelf. Part one.


Lions in the street and roaming
Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming

Led Zeppelin

A beast caged in the heart of a city
The body of his mother

Dinosaur Jr

Rotting in the summer ground
He fled the town

Rick Springfield

He went down South and crossed the border
Left chaos and disorder

Robyn Hithcock

Back there over his shoulder
One morning he awoke in a green hotel


With a strange creature groaning beside him
Sweat oozed from its shining skin


Is everybody in?
The ceremony is about to begin

Kim Carnes

Wake up!
He can’t remember where it was


Had this dream stopped?

Trashcan records