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Poached Eggs

by Bruisey Peets

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1.
Zabadee 03:23
Harmony and dissonance are daily decisions Some damn sci fi soap opera has captured my brain And we’re sitting right here in the peak of our prime But there’s not one damn phone call while we stare at the line It was easy to find the rhythm but all access is blocked By some pantomime pose which was sold outta stock Now they’ve 86’d memory from the rules of the game So we sit here quite patiently til they call out your name Zabadee bi zaba doo da i will repeat this phrase Cuz there’s nothin’ that makes sense on this unparalleled plane Zabadee bi deebi zaba doobie da i will repeat this refrain Cuz there’s nothing that makes sense in this unparalleled plane
2.
Chicken 02:50
If I was a chicken to chase What would I be to say? If I was a decoy to harbor your disgrace My Baby my darling that just takes the cake If I was a river to rush From the stream of your well If I was a conduit to cure all your mistakes Dimensional vortex of the human race… Everyone plots narrative And hivemind takes its toll To marry the melody of our momentum Could carry the consequence of your control If I was a chicken to chase What would I be to say? If I was a decoy to harbor your disgrace My Baby my darling that just takes the cake
3.
Onions 03:21
Well I still cook with onions all the time, all the time Even though they always make me cry I close my eyes in pain and I point the knife in vain And i hope that all my fingers will remain And I guess that just might be how love works Sometimes when you’re open and not in line Yeah I guess that just might be how love works Sometimes when you’re open and not in line The vein in your hand leads me to your veiny gland Reminds me of the vanity of my plan Well its plain for all to see we will never really be But the potential energy has its flavor And I guess that just might be how love works Sometimes when you’re open and not in line Yeah I guess that just might be how love burns Sometimes when you wake up and your heart’s on fire
4.
Poached Eggs 03:28
Been burnt out on turn out for too many years Been passin’ for fashion, but the fruit’s in your ears Indecision is a prison warden for the brain Privilege cooped up in business disdain But everyone has got to pay the bills Being paralyzed by capitalism is so passe Subtract before you add I been in the red and I can live with that Been divided by the system so we multiply to seek redemption Alcohol and poor man tourism ain’t the way to beat the system Rebellion fits like a thrift store purchase Now I buy my coats from a factory in Burlington Potential is an untapped kombucha keg Avocado toast with poached eggs Potential is an untapped kombucha keg Avocado toast with poached eggs Potential is an untapped kombucha keg Avocado toast with poached eggs A phone call is just a phone call away A phone call is just a phone call away
5.
Roland 01:40
Roland was a cajun clown Made Zula and Oscar proud When he took the hand of Rose Marie Oh what a Queen, alright! Ro and Rosie made a life Had five kids and plenty strife Roland charmed a million friends But boy was he canaille, oh yie! Roland’s health caught up with him Rosie carried the burden Now Roland is with their youngest son Wherever that may be Rose Marie can finally chill Lord knows that she’s our angel But the absence of Lil Ro and Poppa Makes the days so dry
6.
You cooked me young bull testicles For breakfast on a school day You told me that if we got caught We wouldn’t be arrested “Not us kid!” We hunted on a private land Well that’s not survival man I took my first shit in the woods Behind the richest neighborhood Where we hunt squirrels illegally But the squirrel I shot spoke to me He said, “Man, let me be All I want is some peace and a nut or two.” But we took off his shirt and pants And we cooked him in frying pan And the brain is a delicacy Yeah just like his testicles Now I got your beaver hat That I swiped from your funeral And I keep it on its own damn shelf Like a tomb in a glass case I wear it onto stage sometimes When I wanna feel connected To the prickly past that we circumnavigate Dig thru tradition Well most of it is horrifying, man But there’s gold in the lessons And we mine for seeds that connect energies For protection of the whole damn lot of us
7.
Interlude 01:21
8.
Business or pleasure? God damn the spectrum Who’s meeting ends when Its business with friends? Smile like you like me Not like you pay me Pay me like you fuck me And fuck me like you love me
9.
Applecore 02:48
(I guess I’ll take this lyin’ down) Well credit scores and Baltimore What is it for? I know (I guess I’ll take this lyin’ down) James Dean and Appleseed Buried the deed alive (I guess I’ll take this lyin’ down) The weighted hand, the promise land White washed again and again (I guess I’ll take this lyin’ down) Ur county lines epitomize What u can’t deny anymore (I guess I’ll take this lyin’ down) U separate to dominate Appropriate your deceit (I guess I’ll take this lyin’ down) But we can see a prophecy A fable of fate and relief (I guess I’ll take this lyin’ down) But peace of mind comes easily When you choose to gaze away (I guess I’ll take this lyin’ down) And privilege is counterfeit And cries all the way to the bank I guess I’ll take this lion down
10.
Chrysalized 04:38
I buried my heart for you last night I thought it would hurt but it felt alright It didn’t die Well it chrysalized into an orchid Then a slug Crawling on the rug A shape hung green with envy Then a butterfly with wilted wings Fluttered in the hay and I couldn’t Do just anything to make Those wings explain this thing Explain this mystery The passing of paths is sometimes just that And moves can mock the motion of momentum And masks can mummify our codependent tendencies Sometimes the dress just doesn’t fit You go with home with no clothes on Its ok to be apart Its ok to be apart Of the scene Its ok to be a part Of the same dream As long as we continue Sleeping separately
11.
Matthieu 01:47
Oh Matthieu Oh Matthieu U grew up a party dude U went out a party dude Sayonara man We’ll do the best we can Cowabunga man We’ll do the best we can Without You Oh Matthieu Oh Matthieu Oh Matthieu
12.

credits

released November 19, 2021

Produced by Ben Usie & Bryan Webre
Recorded by Bryan Webre and Kirkland Middleton at Nina Highway Studio, Henderson, LA.
Mixed by Mark Bingham at Nina Highway Studio, Henderson, LA
Mastered by Peter Larkin at Lighthouse Studio, Santa Fe, NM
All songs written by Ben Usie
Ben Usie - Piano, Vox, Keys
Brian Weber - Upright Bass
Ethan Brasseaux - Drums
Erik Sleight - Synths, Keys
Louis Michot - Fiddle
Jonny Campos - Pedal Steel
Lauren Hémard - Vox
Lauren Usie - Vox
Olivia Usie - Vox
Saul Pickett - Keys

Photography by Olivia Perillo.

Special Thanks to Bryan Webre, Lauren Hémard, Mark Bingham, Louis Michot, Ethan Brasseaux, Kirkland Middleton, Lauren and Olivia Usie, Randy and Melissa Usie, Tim and Paula Brasseaux, Erik Sleight, Anthony Cuccia, Christiaan Mader, Julie Odell, Vanessa Degrassi, Olivia Perillo, Syd Horn, Ajai Combellic, Sean Palizza, Ian Wood, and Katie Kut.

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