You Changed My Mind (J. Bennett) You're dressed in grey. You're dressed in a floral print. You look like twins today, was it an accident? You're so sweet. You're so kind. You changed my mind. I don't need a holy-trinity. Mirrored bathroom throws me into infinity. 9X12... 6X9... either one works fine...

Lichen Throat. Nice work this week!

Jonathan Mann, I just saw my cousin Andy last week and he mentioned you. I was happy to see you show up to another fight. Great track.

You Never Know (J. Bennett) Can't reach the shoulders of giants. And, all my words, they just clutter up the silence. It takes just four steps to leave any room. And I'm gonna' do it, I swear I'm gonna' do it soon. And it hurts no matter how fast you split. It hurts, I know it hurts, but you gotta' ...

Ooof. This is the worst title since.... Golf Punk Drives a Cadillac.

Nice variety this week. I'm liking the chord changes from Ratbaffle and the high energy from A.Flaim. Previzia, thanks for the compliments. No fancy production. Just rushed from start to finish. One guitar/Hammond organ in mono/three mics on the drums/bass direct/two vocals. Tascam DP-24SD. Woooo. L...

The First Million is the Hardest (J. Bennett) An empty coffee mug has rings just like a log. And you can count how many sips if you're so bored. Lost in a Persian rug. A claustrophobia. I see the light, I see the light! My eye's adjust. Just squeeze your eyes real tight and you'll see stars. Lock on...

Yes. Pannacotta knocked it out of the park. Very ambitious. Well done.

Like Turned to Love
(J. Bennett)

Like turns to love.
Love goes to shit.
Shit turns to gold.
I think we're gonna be okay.

Walk in the woods.
Talk by the sink.
Clover's coming in... I think we're gonna be okay.

Water turns to wine.
WIne turns to piss.
I touch your hair,
go in for a kiss.

Not That You Even Tried (J. Bennett) Mismatched mittens on the picket-fence reachin' for the sky. An exaltation, not that you even tried. By now you're miles and miles and miles and miles and miles away, but you know, I'm waiting in the same damn spot, every single day. Oh, yeah... Oh, yeah! There's...

One, Two, Three, Four!!! ...

Thrasher (J. Bennett) The road's really long. Just goin' and goin' an' goin'... Can't stop now, gotta drive all through the night. Eyes are open wide. Got mirrors on either side. "Objects are closer than they appear." Why did I go? Just crank the radio. A thrasher drowns out every secone-t...

All Time Best (J. Bennett) I've a heart. Pounds in my chest. It's not mine, some kind of test? My monogram atop the rest... Power lines over my head carry basketball shoes instead. They're not all mine. He's been gone for so damn long. "Go, go, rebuild my home! Rebuild my home!" he said. M...

Shoot. No, I never knew anything about the man behind Gill Sans. I was a printmaking major in art school and it was my favorite typeface in our small collection of movable type, and it sounded like a pseudonym, so... I took it, way back when Song Fight was first born. Actually, looking at the archiv...

Woo Hoo! Well played PS.
Thanks everyone.

Paco. Pretty great track this week. Reminds me a lot of early Frank Black and the Catholics.

A Very Large Man (I can't see you past you) J. Bennett I can't see past you. No, I can't see past you at all. Nothing I can think or don't say will ever get you to move. There's a spot out front I see, but the car will never never leave. Oh, I don't fit in anywhere. Sometimes just wanna disappear. I...

Space Bar (J. Bennett) Don't drop the mic, unless you want it dented Don't say those words, unless you meant it. I'm afraid they've gone too far. Tryin' to separate the wish from the star. Nothing you can do about it. It goes on and on. Space Bar's so long. Finish the jam, you get to keep the jar. I...

Great fight, all around, congrats to BSS, but I thought Possum Sauce was the clear winner this last week. That is an amazing song.

Gene. That is actually a Wurlitzer electric piano. (an old model 140-B)

Letter to the Editor (J. Bennett) Obituary portraits defaced with a ball-point pen. Crossword puzzle left unfinished again. I wrote to the editor. I copied the rest of the staff. I told him he's a dick-head. I told him I would kick his ass. Ink in the water.... looks like a fancy dress. Ink on my el...

Vanishing Twin.
(J. Bennett)

How could I ever lose you?
I wanna find you again.
Oh, where'd you go, my vanishing twin?

No I'm screaming in the basement!
And I don't know what about!

Maybe you're in the cushions of the couch....
Vanishing twin!

If the song's too short.
If my timing's bad.
If the drums sound cheap,
and the bass is flat...

I'll take the blame,
and I'll feel the shame.
In a basement, all alone, it's happening again!

You can strike me down.