Brian McKinney, Brian McKinney, I can see you
with all sincerity I don't wish to deceive you
but I really find you hideous & frightening
& the site of you makes darkness so inviting
I have seen you in despair, but I just don't fucking care... Brian McKinney, I hate you.
Brian McKinney, Brian McKinney I despise you
You are ignorance confined in mortal tissue
Your anomalies too various to mention
You are one of Gaia's ugliest inventions
I don't mean to be so cruel, but there's nothing else to do, Brian McKinney, I hate you
I see one thousand demons dancing in your eyes
I'd like to tell you everything about you that I despise
I'd like to hold you down decapitate & sodomize you
Rip off your flesh & leave the rest a mass of twitching sinews
I'd like to gouge out your eyes & put them in this jar
cut off your limbs & leave them lying in the reservoir
I wish there really were a god so he could damn your soul to hell
I wish that I had magic powers so I could cast that very spell
Brian McKinney, Brian McKinney, you disturb me
You're an enigma to my psyche, don't come near me
Because I really am afraid that I might hurt you
Please understand I'm only trying to alert you
I don't mean to be insane, but every time I hear your name, Oh I hate you, I could kill you, Brian McKinney
A true hidden treasure of a song writer. This gent has been capturing songs in demo form on old tape recorders since the 80s. . . and he's still capturing his magic sounds in his secret basement. Damien Youth
Spacious, psych-tinged indie rock from Philly; painting in blurry watercolors (but not without percussive headiness). Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 16, 2016