hmm what to say about this album? there we were hulled up in the basement for eight sleepless night getting the nitty gritty out of these songs. "nate!" i exclaimed, "play it like a DOG would play it." finally we got it. tears streamed out as the playback swamped our beings... needless to say this was a very traumatic/enriching experience for all of us.
worth it of course! for who could deny the vibrant pulse of "matts o krist," or the minimalistic sendulance of" lavender town (i felt a sensation)". these are songs for our children; sit by a river's edge and let them flower upon you...
there are many people we'd like to give thanks to and they are as follows (in order of importance):
god
dogs
grant
our mothers
phil elvrum
the bellingham police department
warner bros records
YOU, noble listener... if not for you i couldn't even find the door...
out...

we love you always young ministers,
DOGS



Lyrics:
The lavender trees in Lavender Town always gave me allergic reactions give me some oil to heal my rashes give me an urn in which to put all my ashes on the edge of the town I felt a sensation while watering trees I hope that they make it o Lord and the flowers in the flowers grow take me away at the edge of the town there is a river where me and my friends will bathe in the nude the water is so warm making you shiver but if you go under you might kiss her when I was a kid there was a pageant for all I know it was only imagined in the field at the foot of the tower an elephant on display and the flowers in the flowers grow take me away woke up on the roof again gotta quit late night drinking remember you on the porch you were stumbling on my roommate and I'm not okay but black is the new red baby I said to the child in the JC Penney the child couldn't understand he couldn't speak yet so I had to teach the words referred the child to my light up Skechers his eyes lit up similar to the SKECHERS removed them from my feet and put them in his hands his joy was unfathomable word up it's my light up Skechers best in my class at Chinese checkers childlike puzzled in the pendulum-shaped dawn before dew had its way with the rooftops and the sun relapsed like he didn't get it come on boy get rid of that pigeon you know girls don't dig you with you ride with the g unit and spin it cop the new Yahoo News widget now I've got my light up shoes now maybe they'll think I'm cool the coolest kid around SKETCHERs on the feet my wardrobes complete I'm alright now the ugly kids think my kicks legit I'm all light I saw my resurrection in the passion I ingested on that night when everything was f****** raw and you were right there with me we chased the crazy city shoved that s*** deep down in our jaws was it night or day when I wrecked your body I just tore you up like a lover without a sweet coffin