Rabarbaro

by The Sexy Accident

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1.
you call on speakerphone unboxing from your move decry the shadows sifting sideways in your room seas of packages can't split a spooky bond unto a sparkling shore we’ll gravitate anon building sandcastles in the tide starlight leaps across a million miles to fall don’t fear our image lost beneath a giant squall upon an exomoon, a telescopic lens future multifacet insect eyes watch us now building sandcastles in the tide fire flowers bursting above the midnight waves comets flicker down to nothing we can save here together, tracing toes in the wet sand could we find a better place to cup our hands building sandcastles in the tide
2.
he drifts foggy years of chasing tales and compass roses resigned until she led him up the stairs and through the grotto The Land of Want can’t be sought The Land of Want he got caught The Land of Want wanton consecration The Land of Want transcendent stimulation released sidewalk spinning melody glowing street signs bright-eyed fervent as he speaks in tongues shall he take you The Land of Want can’t be sought The Land of Want he got caught The Land of Want wanton consecration The Land of Want transcendent stimulation
3.
03:21
she’s a slipstream superhero from a cosmic peak I hear her plateau they call her “The Oh” this nerd deserves a pounding I’m buttoned up by day accounting so yes I like to undress I’m in distress will she come for me with a silver bullet? will she come for me harder than a train? must learn what her real name is I’ll be liquefied if I dare to ask to pull up her mask to a mundane question text she responds with pin-up sets oh I’m in the battle begins let's see who wins will she come for me with a silver bullet? will she come for me harder than a train? deep night, I make my plot each scene absolute smut will she come for me with a silver bullet? will she come for me harder than a train?
4.
04:40
there is no shelter she can build beneath the shattered, drifting moon her shadowed home, the windswept trees oncoming tidal wave of grief saison noir (it’s here, it’s here, it’s here) we would curl in summer night a curtain slit of golden light her shoulders shaking, face in streaks a long-fermenting bitter drink saison noir (it’s here, it’s here, it’s here) on every page that I will turn I would learn to comfort her she stands alone behind the door she stands alone behind the door
5.
02:28
She’s been my birthstone since that Sunday she opened the shop door smiling that way How very (nice to meet you) How very (this is my favorite place too) How very (I’m just being silly) How very (tell me you won’t kill me) her marble-hard mother always frowning she swam silver rivers kept from drowning now painting the shelving for her treasures bargain bin diving sparkling weather How very (it's good to see you) How very (this is why I need you) How very (thank you for the hassle) How very (you’re my anti-asshole) should I sigh and speak of love she would smile and whisper ‘duh’ How very (we already did this) How very (it’s a losing business) How very (there’s no good it can do) How very (hey I very love you)
6.
the parting kiss it made us sway two years ago on a suburban curbside you make your bed you cook for one you raise a glass to toast a counterfactual hoped-for bachelor smilin’ atchya now that you’ve found him you got that flat I brought a jack we wrestled bolts and laughed in passing traffic the whispering leaves the dancing light you catch a beam and you're a prism shining sight spellbinding brightness blinding now that you’ve found him
7.
your pen name went cold timestamps getting old why did I backspace all the keys when you won’t read my soliloquy do you mean to inflict a new scene from your script you’re a stage trap walking at me I just came to watch the play I can’t act OK get thee away I can’t act OK we drove out to compose smoky cocktail turns of prose you unfurled a new lie as we laboured in the night now you’re here, what a time to go up on my lines looking down on the set from on high I just came to watch the play I can’t act OK get thee away I can’t act OK stage direction exeunt I just came to watch the play I can’t act OK get thee away I can’t act OK
8.
02:59
We flicker ‘til she flutters like a candle pushing saturation past the safely handled rising in the dark she frees my wrists pain flares from a college-era car crash shock hits like a misconfigured strobe flash in a forward fold, she finds her ground she shines with a lustr my splash of starduster she shines with a lustr I simply must first date and she hardly bothers dressing no fools pass inspection for caressing a telling spark arced our frames she pops like sequins in a theater plush seats red curtain I’m near her under marquee lights they speak her name she shines with a lustr my splash of starduster she shines with a lustr I simply must beneath her beauteous array she’s the master, I’m her slave she shines with a lustr my splash of starduster she shines with a lustr I simply must
9.
01:42
let’s defy the heavens I’ve found my Zerzura sharing spoons of butterscotch in sunny Omaha I could write your brother you could tell my sons sharing spoons of butterscotch sweetness on our thumbs your feet upon the dashboard texting your new beau I’ll wander in your pasture when we get back home let’s get dipped in amber stay ‘til kingdom come sharing spoons of butterscotch manna on my tongue in this little city we’ll sleep like king and queen sharing spoons of butterscotch honey colored dream
10.
cat frames, bare toes summer bungalow hot books impress she’s slipping off her dress here she is, Capricorn Tiger here she is, felis caprinae through halls of knaves she parts the waves her glance, her shoulder she’s gonna throw me over here she is, Capricorn Tiger here she is, felis caprinae arms around her in the dark peaks the apex of my arc here she is, Capricorn Tiger here she is, felis caprinae
11.
I am reading Super Bowl Sunday you text to say we shouldn't lose our anniversary you've got the sads again in your skinny kitchen Henry whinging flopping on the floor don’t you know by now I can lock the door the rainy night we met Super Bowl Sunday we drove around to find a bar with no TV draped in your feather bed you told me how I loved you I jiggled on the lamp and said “well that was pretty quick” New Glarus framboise ale is bold and bittersweet our garden still blooming a snowdrop on spring morning no footfall can trample our tangle deeply anchored I’m thankful for our lot for any season we’ve got short years later Super Bowl Sunday you skip the game to read and color with your girls your shop is closed today full of pretty treasure when I call your husband passes you the phone was it a surprise you never were alone? our garden still blooming a snowdrop on spring morning no footfall can trample our tangle deeply anchored I’m thankful for our lot for any season we’ve got it’s not me, it’s not you love is something we do

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The Sexy Accident's seventh full-length studio album.

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released April 14, 2020

All songs written by Jesse Kates / Halaster Music [ASCAP]

Arranged by The Sexy Accident:

Jesse Kates (singing, guitars, keys)
Ramone Hall (drums)
Jamie Pratt (singing)
Ryan Leip (guitars, keys)
Eric Knight (bass)

Produced, engineered and mixed by Steve Fisk
Mastering by April Golden

Additional engineering by Justin Mantooth, Justin Skinner and Jesse Kates

Recorded at Westend, Kansas City
Mixed at Steve’s home in Tacoma

Violin on The Oh by Laurel Parks
Voice of James Graham conjured for The Land of Want by Matt Rapport
Additional keys on The Oh, Lustr and Butterscotch by Steve Fisk

Thanks to Chuck Whittington, Justin Mantooth and Daniel Torrence for the gear
Thanks to Elizabeth Wesley for reading Jesse's lyrics

Photograph by Thomas Hawk

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Mercurial pop of brains and heart "driven by catchy melodies and smart, real-life lyric writing." (The Big Takeover)

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