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Desperate Flotsam

by Dinner with Matt Gilchrest

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1.
PSP 03:16
As I brush my teeth with a vengeance My fat belly likes to sag As I roll my eyes in remembrance My tongue thrashes and I gag I don’t wanna wash away The taste you gave me yesterday It’s just that my mouth tastes like Puke Shit and Piss And I wanna get rid of it And it’s a funny kind of feeling The bile rising in my throat Maybe it’s my body’s reaction To some shitty song I wrote I don’t wanna wash away The taste you gave me yesterday It’s just that my mouth tastes like Puke Shit and Piss And I wanna get rid of it Puke Shit and Piss, Puke Shit and Piss, Puke Shit and Piss…
2.
Teeth 03:40
I miss the candles in your head and all your teeth All the wayward strands of hair lost down inside your sink It’s the little things that I’ve forgotten or ignored Not the funny feeling that your live my be a chore That comes back when I get bored I miss the carpet you get born on everyday Lonely colored patterns and those silent little stains It’s the little things that I’ve forgotten or ignored Not the utter vacancy in your eyes when you knew for sure That you had gotten bored Fall asleep on a bed of sheep Girl you know I won’t make a peep All the kids down on Feral St. Are either dead or full of meat Wish my ma had said to my dad, “kill the boy, then chop him up” if they had maybe now they’d be on a boat getting high, maybe smoking dope It’s the little things that I’d forgotten or ignored Not the blanket vacant seeds from your eyes into your pores Oh it’s the little things I’d forgotten or ignored Not the oil spill in the gulf Or the Vietnam war
3.
Bearded Lady 04:20
“I know time, to have its ways but how come as soon as I can grow a beard it started going grey?” that’s what she said, lying next to me the bearded lady was the wisest gal that I did ever meet And I don’t mean to boast But she gives it her most, nightly At the time I was throwing knives At every dame who deigned it fine To fill my hands up with her life But that’s not true it was only you Spinning through a cavalcade of blades Who moved like horses without their hooves And I miss you the most But I’m the virus not the host So I’ll move on Through dark halls of nightfall I move along, against the dawn Flew through tomb like rooms whose musk and dust Beckon the dust “People are mean, and they love to talk, but I have never known a pile of shit to grow two legs and walk” that’s what I hear as she is shaving her beard She and I are going to take a ride And get the hell out of here Cuz I threw one too close Accidently slit your throat And now I’m on the run Through dark halls of night fall Pushing on, against the dawn Flew through mushroom plumes whose frightening light Consumed the night
4.
Fire Song 04:07
Sometime in my youth We must have busted a fuse The headlights were stripped from the road The sky cracked and stars they burned cold And gold coated her hair Like the flames that licked the sky from the air And the wine was working real good Struck a match and she understood That right here wrapped up where the smoke unfurled We’d be one The temperature is high and it’s boiling the sky Can tell sparks from the lights in your eyes And now the house is rocking it will soon kiss the ground We’d better split before the cops come around When the matches we burned were all gone You know the fire felt like our first baby son Kerosene like blood in our vein Gasoline and the charcoaled remains Colored lights snapped on like the flash from a gun When we fuck The temperature is high and it’s boiling the sky Can’t tell stars from the lights in your eyes Now the house is rocking it will soon kiss the ground We’d better split before the cops come around Since we’ve both taken to flight Far away from our orange blossomed night But as long as I live shan’t forget it Burning house those burning people burning with it And right there choking on love and smoke We were one
5.
TV 03:35
She was on the screen when I tuned the thing And this image hissed, it crackled and it popped Camera followed her path through the rain with the rats Right up to my door I was overcome, I was overcome And the strength it took to drag her ass across the floor Where her skin blended in with the blue of the cool T.V. It was there I sat back and watched myself Doing things only seen spewing like blood or guts or shit from the T.V. Her heart was green like her lungs and her spleen Guess the hue was off Always find myself inside of some old T.V. Don’t ask me how far gone I thought myself Go and find yourself inside of some old T.V. Well the next show was over when finally I sobered Her breathin’d gone So I turned it off I turned it off
6.
Sentencing don’t go to well round here They send you straight to hell I hear And guilty is the only way to be, apparently I don’t care about right nor wrong Just spit that shit off of your tongue And we shall see what sticks or what slinks to the floor Cuz this time, next year, I won’t be here anyway So, say what you’re gonna say Last night around five o’clock I tried to touch your flesh but you bucked me off It’s plain to see you don’t even want me round your dreams But that’s okay cuz when you awake I’ll be far away I’ll be a lightning streak If you want me head out to the country look up at the sky this time, next year, I’ll be too far away So, say what your gonna say So now it’s goodbye to Texas mama Goodbye to you Goodbye to all the friendly folks I knew I’m going up to Michigan I’ll find my good old buddy Pat He’ll put me through some hard work mama But we’ll get drunk right after that When I get back you know I’ll be a man As tanned and calloused as a real MexAmerican You know, my skin won’t reek of grief My blood won’t strain out of a sieve I’ll wear a crown of moonlight darling Just like the queen of Nazareth
7.
Alone Again 03:50
Sitting here drinking, thinking, naked on the pot Seems like this here shit may be all I got in me Nowadays I don’t bother shut the door no more No one here but me so what the hell would I bother for I’m alone again, honey that’s a fact Don’t know just quite where the train went of the tracks I remember your blue eyes and your pretty hair But nobody wants to go no place with no one that ain’t going nowhere Since you left I became the perfect slob Couldn’t afford my cigs so I had to get a shitty fuckin job Even then I try to sleep till round two or three Can’t wait till darkness falls to get some alcohol in me I’m alone again, honey that’s a fact Don’t know where the train went off the motherfuckin track I remember your green eyes and your purple hair But nobody wants to go no place with no one that ain’t going nowhere But nobody wants to go no place with no one that ain’t going nowhere
8.
500 Years 04:35
Where do you think I’ll be in 500 years You think I’ll still be messing around pissing warm beer No, I’ll be dead my flesh with the dust I’ll say goodbye to love, goodbye to lust The future may be bright and shining But I’ll be dead Where do you think you’ll be in 500 years You think you’ll still be dodging my calls, tempting my tears No, you’ll be dead your cells back to earth I might have loved you once but what the hell is that worth The future may be dark and evil But you’ll be dead Oh, when the wind blows back to you Do you really think I’ll be such a fool To lay my love on the breeze back to thee To lay my life on a breeze Everyone says that our medical science will probably forge on ahead And will jump in great leaps And that Jesus Christ my just renounce his beliefs You know there might even be No more War or No more Peace Either way, you’ll live to see none of these The future is bound to be long and boring Thank god we’ll both be dead

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released August 18, 2021

Matt Gilchrest - Guitar, Vocals, Keyboards, Violin, Accordion, Harmonica
Matt Gerhard - Guitar, Pedal Steel, Keyboards
Mike Huff - Guitar
Jesse Berkowitz - Bass
Stijn Dobbelaere - Drums, Percussion

Kevin Thomas - Trumpet, Xylophone, Wah Wahs
Jim Campo - Piano
Jenny Carson - Vocals

Produced by Matt Gerhard and Matt Gilchrest
Engineered and Mixed by Matt Gerhard at Hen House Recording, Austin, TX
Mastered by Tony Chauvin at Retroengineering Nantes, FR

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Dinner with Matt Gilchrest Austin, Texas

A good portion of projects featuring a full name in their handle tend to promote the chief songwriter over the backing band. Despite that trend, Austin’s own Dinner With Matt Gilchrest is a well-balanced buffet of talent, whisking up a stew of folk, country, pop, rock, and psychedelia that’ll keep you coming back for seconds. ... more

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