Dead Dog

by Howlie

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mayor_samwise Once you get past some of Howlie's more depressing titles...and not long past, you are guided by a neo-Orpheus into the underworld of memory and wish, searching for his Eurydice(s?) in his own world amidst dreamy, yet sometimes harsh lyrics and instrumentation. Favorite track: Coconut Oil.
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released April 27, 2017



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Howlie Greenfield, Massachusetts

Embarrassingly autobiographical, endearingly complacent.

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Track Name: Coconut Oil
Take me upstairs
Hands in your hair
The smell of your breath
Make coffee and sex

Coconut oil
Basil in soil
Your house is so cold
Don't leave me alone, because I don't even trust myself; I panic when you're not around.

I'll see you when you get back home.
Track Name: Dead Dog
Empty your heart into mine
Know that I'm wasting your time
Comforted talking to my dead dog

Visible signs of distress
Cut off the hair from your head
Comforted talking to my dead dog

Bury all emotions under dirt behind my filthy sternum
Wrap me up in shower curtain
Grab a gun to go see my dead dog
Track Name: Take Me
Take me down into the basement
Show me the cracked floors and insulation
Show me the top of your laundry machine and how your tongue feels touching my teeth

Take me out into the garden
Show me the pansies and the campion
Show me your crumpled clothes and the parrot's beak
Show me your warm lips touching my cheek

Take me up to the attic
Show me the holes where you think the bats live
Show me the corner where your sister used to play
Show me the place where we should lay

Take me out into the driveway
It isn't working, not sure what to say
Tell me you love me and you always will
Tell me you love me
Track Name: Laying In the Road
You know, I was a sinner from the start
Heart on my sleeve
Dirt on my heart

You know, so sick of feeling miserable about myself
Lower than low

I held my breath in Ashfield Lake
I took about all that I could take away from you

I am no Helius
I've been laying in the road