Songs about what a man shows you — and what he keeps in the back.
@closedonsunday · Spokane
Half these songs are a man looking honestly at himself. The other half are a man who traded his mirror for a window the whole neighbourhood can see him through.
It starts with one exchange, in the song that holds the rest together:
"Do you think you're the Devil himself?"
"No… but I do have a good mirror."
That's the whole record. Not innocent, not guilty — equipped. A man who can look at the worst reading of himself without either swallowing it or running from it.
And then there's the other guy. He bought the mansion on the hill overlooking the block he came from, and he'll tell you — warmly, sincerely, at length — that he bought it for them. They can see it from anywhere. They cannot come in. He is not lying to you. He has simply replaced the mirror with an audience, and he cannot tell the difference any more.
Both men are on this page. Some of the songs are funny. Some of them are not. The joke and the confession are the same move.
A Good Mirror
A man is asked if he is the Devil. He says no — and then spends six minutes explaining what he actually owes an accusation, and what he doesn't. If you only play one, play this.
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Look What We Did — Lights On
The mansion on the hill, bought for the hood, with the gate closed. Read the annotations on this one before you play it to anybody — the joke is quieter than it should be.
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HASHEM — The Room Goes Dark
A man needs one thing from the stranger in his house: flip the light switch and leave. He gets a conversation instead. Funny until it turns the mirror on you, deliberately.
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Bleed the Market
A copywriter explains exactly how he moves people to spend money, names his teachers, admits every mechanism, apologises for none of it. The darkest thing here.
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Gentiles Talkin' (LET 'EM TALK!)
A man decides he's done arguing about who he is, and spends four minutes listing what got built while the argument was going on. Ends on a two-thousand-year setup for a pun that earns it.
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Twenty-one songs, annotated line by line — the released catalogue, the unreleased hood songs, and the ones still only written down.