Kalweit and the Spokes

Kalweit and the Spokes

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Kalweit and the Spokes is all about old school blues, alternative country and post-punk, with abstract noise, pre-electronic and a dream rock, ambient vibe. Live shows boast high energy intensity & moments of quiet reflection in an engaging performance art mode, with accompanying video projections.

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Murky Stuff

Written By: Georgeanne Kalweit/Giovanni Calella

MURKY STUFF

HARD AS IT MAY BE
I'LL FIND A WAY BACK TO ME
TO WHERE I’LL SLIP INTO A SOLID GROOVE
TO GROUND THAT WON’T JIGGLE AND MOVE

HARD AS IT MAY BE
I'LL FORGET THE INNOCENCE STOLEN FROM ME
BUT FORGETTING IS THE EASY PART
IT’S FORGIVING THAT WEIGHS DOWN MY HEART

THAT KEEPS ME FROM LOVING AND ALL - DID I BUILD THIS WALL
THE THINGS THAT HELP ME SEE IT ALL
HOW CURIOUS THIS LIFE CAN BE - DID I BUILD THIS WALL
IT'S PRECIOUS JUST TO SIMPLY BE

NO MORE ROOM FOR FLUFF
NOR PSYCHO GAMES AND MURKY STUFF
WHEN I FORGIVE THE BRICKS WILL DISAPPEAR
AND I’LL DECODE NEW SOUNDS I HEAR

NO ANGER AND DISTRUST
I’LL RISE UP AND WIPE OFF THE DUST
AND BE HERE AGAIN WITHIN MY SKIN
A SACRED VESSEL THAT I SWIM IN
THAT KEEPS ME FROM LOVING AND ALL - DID I BUILD THIS WALL
THE THINGS THAT HELP ME SEE IT ALL
HOW CURIOUS THIS LIFE CAN BE - DID I BUILD THIS WALL
IT'S PRECIOUS JUST TO SIMPLY BE

- DID I BUILD THIS WALL
- DID I BUILD THIS WALL

SO GO NOW GO
ALL THE RESENTMENTS THAT SHOW
ON MY BROW AND IN MY GAZE
WHEN I FORGIVE I’LL QUIT THIS PHASE

AND THIS MURKY STUFF
THIS MURKY STUFF, MURKY STUFF,
MURKY STUFF,
MURKY STUFF, MURKY STUFF, MURKY STUFF, THIS MURKY STUFF
THAT KEEPS ME FROM LOVING AND ALL - DID I BUILD THIS WALL
THE THINGS THAT HELP ME SEE IT ALL
HOW CURIOUS THIS LIFE CAN BE - DID I BUILD THIS WALL
IT'S PRECIOUS JUST TO SIMPLY BE

Hank's Hour

Written By: Georgeanne Kalweit/Giovanni Calella

HANK'S HOUR

HANK, GREW UP INSIDE A LITTLE GIRL
HANK, RODE 'ROUND TOWN ON A TILT A WHIRL
HANK, SHOWED COLOURS THAT YOU'VE NEVER EVER SEEN
HANK, WHEN SAD COULD SURE BE REALLY MEAN

HANK, THE EPITOME OF ECSTASY
HANK, A TIME BOMB WRAPPED UP CAREFULLY
HANK, WOULD CHEER YOU ON THEN PUSH YOU DOWN
HANK, WOULD SMILE RIGHT THROUGH HER TEARY FROWN

AN INVISIBLE MAN
HE'D MATERILIZE AT COMMAND
HANK'S HOUR WOULD BEGIN
AND NO TELLING WHERE HE'D LAND

A FIRECRACKER SPARKLING BRIGHT
HE'D EXPLODE INTO THE NIGHT
FUELED BY INSECURITY AND HASTE
HE'D NEVER LEAVE A DROP TO WASTE

SEDUCING EVERYTHING IN SIGHT
WITH NO REGARD FOR WHAT WAS RIGHT
HE'D DUKE IT OUT 'TILL THE LAST ROUND
THEN FALL AWAY WITHOUT A SOUND

HANK, AN EXPERT OF THE HAIR OF THE DOG
HANK, SO HE COULD STAY WRAPPED IN THE FOG
HANK, THE RUMORS SAY THAT HE'S NOT DEAD
HANK, HE'S SIMPLY CAPTIVE IN HER HEAD

AN INVISIBLE MAN
HE'D MATERILIZE AT COMMAND
HANK'S HOUR WOULD BEGIN
AND NO TELLING WHERE HE'D LAND

A FIRECRACKER SPARKLING BRIGHT
HE'D EXPLODE INTO THE NIGHT
FUELED BY INSECURITY AND HASTE
HE'D NEVER LEAVE A DROP TO WASTE

AN INVISIBLE MAN
HE'D MATERILIZE AT COMMAND
HANK'S HOUR WOULD BEGIN
AND NO TELLING WHERE HE'D LAND

A FIRECRACKER SPARKLING BRIGHT
HE'D EXPLODE INTO THE NIGHT
FUELED BY INSECURITY AND HASTE
HE'D NEVER LEAVE A DROP TO WASTE

HANK
HANK, HANK, HANK, HANK, HANK

Liquor Lyle's

Written By: Georgeanne Kalweit/Giovanni Calella

LIQUOR LYLES

WHAT'S THAT MAN
DOING IN HERE AT THREE
HE MUST BE RUNNING
FROM SOME MALADY

ALL THE OTHER BAR STOOLS
ARE HOPELESSLY FREE
THE BARTENDER SOPS UP
THE ICE THAT'S MELTING

ELECTRIC STATIC
FILLS THE AIR
THE CARPET CUSHIONS
HEAVY FEET

THEY ALL SAY THEY'RE JUST
STOPPING IN
FOR A QUICK NIP
OR JUST A BITE TO EAT

BUT I KNOW
THE DOOR'S A TURNSTYLE FOR WEARY EXILES
I KNOW
WHY THEY ALL TUMBLE INTO LIQUOR LYLES, LIQUOR LYLES

IT'S HALF PAST FIVE
AND HE'S STILL IN HERE
HE'S COMING DOWN FROM WHISKEY
WITH A BEER

IT'S JUST 'BOUT TIME
FOR THE FREE FOOD
THE AROMA SOMEHOW
SHIFTS HIS MOOD

IT'S AN ARTIFICIAL CAVE
FOR WHEN IT'S LIGHT
A WINDOWLESS DEN
WHERE THEY GIVE UP THE FIGHT

WITH LIGHTS SO DIM
THAT YOU CAN BARELY SEE
WHETHER IT'S DAY
OR WHETHER IT'S NIGHT

BUT I KNOW
THE DOOR'S A TURNSTYLE FOR WEARY EXILES
I KNOW
WHY THEY ALL TUMBLE INTO LIQUOR LYLES

I KNOW
THEIR TRIBULATIONS
AND ALL OF THEIR TRIALS
I KNOW
WHAT FORCES THEM BACK INTO
LIQUOR LYLES, LIQUOR LYLES, LIQUOR LYLES,