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Vulgar Modalities

by Pablo Jones

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1.
Tina 02:41
Tina had beautiful titties she was the sweetest cocksucker I knew her mouth was warm and hungry and her lips quivered fast whenever she blew now there's nothing wrong with cocksuckers there's a handful in every crowd still I blushed when she grabbed me and spoke like a sailor but those were her words not mine it was her body not mine We broke every light in the city she drank till the very next day preaching like a messiah like a whore like a newborn babe and waking up in the hotel she wanted to go at it again even though we were ruined and obviously at the end but my education was useless against the humor of her world still I blushed when she grabbed me and fucked like a sailor and that was her way not mine that was her way not mine you can't always predict what people want you can't always predict how it's going to feel you can't always right or wrong this is Tina's song
2.
Last night I had a very funky dream I dreamt I was overseas with my father my mother my sister she and I were fighting we would not walk together we crossed a bridge there was a body and police surrounding the body they ushered us to safety in the stairwell of a parking ramp they were negotiating a hostage deal with the kidnappers who killed the body and my sister and I were about my mother and father who are in actuality divorced and never talk to one another The kidnapper demanded that a child be exchanged for the child it was holding now there was a woman in the stairwell she had a child and I realized she wanted to exchange my sister for her child but instead my family united presented the kidnapper with a small child the kidnapper spoke in a woman's voice and was embodied in a casserole dish filled with Spaghetti and the child we surrendered was a small tupperware container overflowing with yellow lentils and the kidnapper said this child must have religion and I said oh yes this child has religion and I placed the tupperware container which was actually the devil and had been a curse on my family because it would not stop overflowing I placed the devil on the Spaghetti kidnapper it was a very funky dream you would not believe how everything seemed very funky dream
3.
Paris was hungry the summer my father lived in the passage of desire and me and John would walk down St.Denis past all the circus of whores from Hati and every other part of the world Paris is not black and white like in the movies it has an appetite and full blown color in Les Halles we watched a most perfect clown he never smiled he never smiled we took trains and buses and celebrated often we howled in late night clubs where Aretha Franklin was a goddess here where Miller was blown here where Celine was absurdly here I could tell a small part of my life was consumed and would stay forever
4.
1426 03:46
This is my apartment if I want I can shit in the corner leave food on the windowsill build a bomb build another bomb but I don't do it I just sing I sleep I sit I live alone my best and worst friend is the telephone soup on the stove silverfish on the tile sun comes then goes after awhile this is my apartment 1426 West 31 St. this is my apartment Listening to Zepplin Black Mountainside punching holes in the silence jacking off to kill time and jacking even more to kill even more time this is my apartment 1426 West 31 St. This is where I nail my hand to the trigger of another song and excuse the living and excuse the dying and try to make the night short instead of long If you pray for me I will pray for you you know where I live you know where I live
5.
T&A 04:26
I was in love with tits and ass and the notion that fucking could be done without softness but I am better now and the true dimensions of it mean more someone's gentle hand on someone's gentle back pulling into embrace lovingly and on many levels someday that will be enough and all the flavored lubricants gentle clamps and other hilarious products of the world will stand up and walk out the door utterly unemployed forever and all the cocks and cunts will cheer a mighty hallelujah a mighty hallelujah and finally yes finally, finally we'll have each other and the seriousness of unimportant things will matter will matter I was in love with tits and ass and the notion that fucking could be done without softness but I am better now and the true dimensions of it mean more someone's gentle hand on someone's gentle back pulling into embrace lovingly and on many levels
6.
cock oh infamous cock where are you taking us tonight some unlit drawing room where the tea is cold and old women wait or battlefields naked but for the blood of young soldiers wasted in glory Cock of infamous cock irrepressible immortal cock trying to bang eternity in every alley and cheap motel reject this vision this hollow pantomime this empty heaven this prison of your choosing in spite of all myth you're not my only reason oh foolish and desperate cock we also have worship and laughter generous domains where orgasms run free without start or finish Oh soft and magic cock misunderstood misused and spent cock with only one direction relax into forever relax into forever and trust in the unnamed bounty of these gentle new lands and sleep sweet cock as both are ushered beyond your simple wisdom to the journey into the end of the night through journey into the end of the night through journey into the end of the night
7.
Olive 02:09
I love olive because their pits like burnt skeletons remain and when you eat so many they lay around together and remind me of genocide I love olive I love olive I love olive There are so many kinds but they all end up the same why you could chew a whole graveyard till your your jaw hurts or you grow bored and spit them back into the earth where I don't know what happens I think that's how God must love me I think that's how God must love me I love olive I love I love I love
8.
I built a fire I put my hand into the flame sure enough I got burned but I felt no pain I felt nothing and nothing's worse than nothing on a day like today on a day like today I could learn to kill a bird a worm someone I loved or someone I love still when the green of living falls unnoticed and undone breathing turns to breath and the sun becomes just the sun and I feel nothing and nothing's worse than nothing on a day like today god damn the architects of tomorrow god damn the vampires of phantom economies god damn the agile sexless dreams of imperfect history may they return into ashes and leave me alone I want to play you I want you to play me I make riotous love I want to taste the labour of it I want to ride with you from here to Montana but I feel nothing and nothing's worse than nothing on a day like today on a day like today
9.
on my hand was the last wound still yanking me around long after the majors had healed and a thin layer of medical stuff didn't stop the blood didn't stop the blood and I worried that in bed it would make wide red arcs across my linens across my linens sketching out a mysterious logo that would broadcast my vulnerable condition to every dark spirit on the block my shitty luck like a banquet to fill their bellies how could I do my sleep how could I do my sleep how could I do my sleep thinking these horrible things believing the wound to be bigger than me believing the wound to be bigger than me
10.
Dr. Strange 04:02
I thought you were crazy I thought you were crazy but you wore your cross with pride and you didn't try to hide behind any false faith maybe you were lost maybe you were found maybe it was me who was confused maybe it was the other way around you told me that you knew I was living in the light maybe I am living in the light or maybe you're crazy or maybe you're crazy or maybe you're right you gave up working for the money the almighty dollar that we all turn tricks for crazy thought you were crazy we talked about that one movie you saw and you were transformed called Dr. Strange about a mystic who does magic spells I told you that was first a comic book drawn by Steven Ditko and written by Stan Lee and you said oh that's cool and I knew you were cool I knew you were cool you walked down by the lake with me and we fed the geese and I knew you weren't crazy you said you knew me you said you knew me you knew I was not crazy you said I was living in the light Jonathan I don't know I don't like the way this feels I don't like the way this feels I don't like the way this feels maybe I could be transformed maybe I could be transformed maybe I am crazy maybe I am crazy
11.
Cockroach 04:16
cockroach cockroach I did not take you out it was the exterminator that comes by in the brutal summer months cockroach cockroach I hope you don't mind me saying you look like a drunk Rockette belly-up in the bath tub greeting the last surrender with a crazy-legged dance cockroach cockroach you are super tough no one could deny you that but I've seen this kind of thing before and you're not definitely not going to make it cockroach cockroach I took you to the window box and I set you in the flowers my sister sent last winter and you lived for many days among the azaleas and heather a titan of the living fading into majestic stuff and if it makes you feel any better I've seen this kind of thing before in small towns and big cities in marriages and commerce in all order of life and sometimes I think to myself hey what a shitty thing hey what a shitty deal and other times I feel okay about it cockroach cockroach tonight I feel okay about it tonight I feel okay about it cockroach I feel okay about it
12.
Greetings 03:43
today many people called out my name in greeting Richard Luka from high atop the Walker Tracy and Justin who pulled over to tell me the band broke up David Carr back from his seven year medallion fresh from D.C. the salon boys who roll like kittens laughing to the beat a carload of fashion expertise heading into a long night of dance Mr. Marc Bowen fast in his car flashing a smile delivering something somewhere Cooker John at the Bryant Lake Bowl a handshake then I had to go all of the Muddy Water chess heads including Dan who's so large he can't keep his eyes in his head or his pants up either hit the clock Dan time's a wasting that girl Bowen's been sleeping with may her charms endure forever oh yeah and Randy how was Chicago and of course a special thanks to everybody else thanks to all the little people who made this day possible if I could stay erect long enough I'd fuck you all in every hole you ever had and somehow feel less shitty and more connected to you all but since I don't know any of you I guess this song will have to do
13.
88.Whatever 01:52
my radio is set to your favorite station you turned the dial a few days or weeks ago 88 point whatever traffic and jazz it's a strange combination but people listen it's a strange combination but people listen influenza and cupcakes steeled toed boots and amorphous yellow sled-dog torpedoes ping pong balls lousy with the jealous french private unhappy niggers it's all the same and I don't have the strength to change anything

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released October 2, 1998

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Pablo Jones Minneapolis

Pablo is a Minneapolis based singer-songwriter who has performed throughout the U.S. and released two full-length CDs: Vulgar Modalities (1998 Spiderbone Records) and Bitches and Machines (2001 Sursumcorda). His latest recording, Absolute Prophetic Weakness (2008 Spiderbone Records), was written and recorded over a seven day period and released exclusively online. ... more

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