Ezra Furman, "I Wanna Destroy Myself"

Post-apocalyptic summer of love.  The smoke rises above.  Fire bleeds through the soul.  EFFIGY!  EFFIGY!  EFFIGY!  No, he is a real person with a heart with a hole.

An angry man in a paisley dress.  He screams out loud with such finesse.  Androgynous.

The fields are green, the fields are red.  Grasses grow and fires flow.

SMASH THOSE CHAIRS!  SMASH THOSE CHAIRS!

Drums.  Do they go give off beats when they are beat?

"I wanna destroy something, I wanna destroy something, I wanna destroy myself."

The anthem of the age so postmodern.  Destruction.  All that is sovereign.

Gasoline is a drink that kills.  Chairs and fire extinguishers are the enemies of man.  Dionysian are the thrills.  This is how nihilism once began.

Fire is the light of the night.  Fire is the way to open sight.

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12 comments


Avatar of cardstandcardstand
December 19th, 2013  8:20 PM

You need to provide links where we can download or buy these songs. Get on it dude.



Avatar of Sin AmenSin Amen
December 19th, 2013  10:41 PM

You really do well when the songs are dark I notice.




Avatar of The Livid LibrarianThe Livid Librarian
December 20th, 2013  9:40 AM

The opening beat is beautiful.



Avatar of sarahbsarahb
December 20th, 2013  10:43 AM

Oh. My. God. Henry David.



Avatar of FlossyFlossy
December 20th, 2013  11:20 AM

I wanna destroy myself.”

The anthem of the age so postmodern. Destruction. All that is sovereign.

Do you know how profound this is?



Avatar of blybly
December 20th, 2013  1:27 PM

Oh my, at that guy drinking out of a gasoline canister.