slow, deliberate, heavy, dirge-ish, dark, grungy... goin' 4 a bit of a raw/ unpolished feel too w/ all the clicks/amp squeals/rough edges. lyrics are kinda pathetic - basically just excerpts paraphrased from a note i had written on a napkin at a methadone clinic for my wife to give to my mom back in the 90s when i was often MIA. she never gave it to her of course but i found it in a trunk many years later while moving.
METHADONE FOR BREAKFAST © 2012 Daren Thomas Turner / MRI the morning's window pane was a plastic little bag beyond the hellish reach of hating every day just a lovely way to curl up in a scab a potion perfect for a putrid passionaid
save the words i want to say because i have no following hitch a ride up to see jesus make the line with lots of help the nazis love conveyor belts your son's a junkie and he's almost dead
in time i've waited to feel OK and now i'm scared because i'm so alone in time i've waited to feel alright and now i'm scared because there's no one home in time i've waited to be all good 'cause i've been bad and i am all alone in time i've waited to be my hope 'cause i'm a joke who has a name
the morning's window pane was a frantic icky hag beyond a hellish **** and smelling just the same just a lovely way to dress up in a rag a potion perfect for a future so the same
tell my mother i'm OK because she thinks that i am dead take the ride to go see jesus make the line with lots of help a nazi love conveyor belt your son's a junkie and he's almost dead
in time i've waited to feel OK and now i'm scared because i'm so alone in time i've waited to feel alright and now i'm scared because there's no one home in time i've waited to be all good 'cause i've been bad and i am all alone in time i've waited to be my hope 'cause i'm a joke who has a name a name so plain so the same -------------------------------------------
Daren Thomas Turner: guitars, vocals
Steve Habo: drums
Daniel Denial: bass
http://soundcloud.com/abe...ethadone-for-breakfast