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Everyman - Sophie McHugh
03:32
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I'm filling up boxes
I'm now the age you wouldn't tell me when we met
And at the time I didn't know how you'd amassed so many books
But now it's something I get
My phone keeps reminding me
What we were up to when I was 23
And I get lost in all the colors we wore in a single outfit
Give me your hand and I'll hold it like i've never held another hand before
I wanna say I'd treat you better this time but I don't predict the future anymore
I'm every man before me
It's ok if you ignore me but
There's a weather in the spring that reminds me of you
I wanna drag out the closure so we keep talking
Maybe I'm crazy
But I think I'm just confused
There's a weather in the spring that reminds me of you
I'm afraid to say your name 'cause I know I said it wrong
I would love to share the stage but I forgot all my lines
I'm a Gemini moon and you're a Taurus
Are we real if no one else is rooting for us
Give me your hand and I'll hold it like i've never held another hand before
I wanna say I'd treat you better this time but I don't predict the future anymore
I'm every man before me
It's ok if you ignore me but
There's a weather in the spring that reminds me of you
I wanna drag out the closure so we keep talking
Maybe I'm crazy
But I think I'm just confused
There's a weather in the spring that reminds me of you
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[verse 1]
when was i born
when did i taste the afterlife
when could i recognize myself apart from another
whose skin was torn
who cut the cord, who held the knife
who broke the bread to forgive the love of my mother
[pre-chorus]
day by day, a little more believable
i can't do anything else
spent my loving on a whim
go on, let bygones be more grievable
don't keep the heat for yourself
keep me, keep me boiling over the brim
[chorus]
everything is ok
there's nothing to be sad about
in this lifetime
you could be another person to me
you're lucky in a way
you're everything without
in this lifetime
of forgetting
[verse 2]
when was i born
when did i dread the end of days
when could i rest my eyes, lay my cheek against a lover's chest
whose clothes were worn in the morning
when we parted ways
who broke the silence in exchange for a day of rest
[chorus]
everything is ok
there's nothing to be sad about
in this lifetime
you could separate another 180 degrees
you're lucky in a way
you're everything without
in this lifetime
[outro]
i feel a change, i feel it in my collarbone
a big pain
oh when was i born
oh when was i born
i feel a change, i feel it when i'm not alone
do i look the same
i feel a change
oh when was i born
high key, off kilter
bone by bone bodybuilder
small key, when to enter
leaving kisses on his fingers like splinters
and if sadness is in your hands
let me crack your knuckles
if sadness is in your plans
let me press your luck
if tuesday's child stays full of grace
if anything can be replaced
then there's nothing to be sad about
nothing to be sad about
nothing to be sad about
nothing to be sad about
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3. |
real life - Noah Sauer
03:07
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real life / real life / real life / real life ...
staring at the picture of yourself on the screen life
i know what you'd say to me today,
you're tired of running away
and making my way someway somewhere
when i'm running away
(x2)
now that it's over you pull yourself away from the end...
you got it, i'll be honest, what to feel or to say...
you're out of my line but you want it to work anyway away...
you had enough of trying to find, i had to work away...
far away, floating away, i hadn't found out a way to you...
we're running like "fine, this is really the way"...
real life / real life / real life / real life ...
staring at the picture of yourself on the screen life
(x2)
Music description:
Mid-ranged, mumbly autotuned vocals float through a blurry wash of plucked chords, drum machine drum rolls, and ambient digital synths.
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4. |
Dead Languages - Sigra
03:42
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DEAD LANGUAGES, 2021 DEMO VERSION
*ethereal, marimba-like bell tone pattern plays*
SIGRA:
I have never been that good with grammar
All my inclinations are wrong
I mistranslate and stammer
I come on too strong
Never quite belong
But when she tongues those pretty questions
Im flung into a past dimension
No pretension just declensions
I can finally decipher in sound
This is syntax so sweet
Semantic placement so discreet
No one else would know but me
She speaks to me in
Speaks to me in
*heavy bass comes in*
SIGRA:
Dead languages
Oh oh
Dead Languages
Oh oh
She says this feeling’s not a phase
Just discovered like a turn of phrase
In one of those
Dead languages
Oh oh
Dead languages
*all background falls away, only the bass remains*
SIGRA:
She’s such a gymnast with that mouth
I finally get what all those love songs on the radio are about
*a drumbeat comes back in*
SIGRA:
She knows all the connotations
Of all the little things im saying
With my eyes
Inaudibly
Phonology
Of the
Of the body
*all background falls away save ethereal bell tone*
SIGRA:
This is syntax so sweet
Semantic placement so discreet
No one else would know but me
She speaks to me in
Speaks to me in
*Heavy bass and drums return, along with the entrance of a reverb laden electric guitar*
SIGRA:
Dead languages
Oh oh
Dead Languages
Oh oh
She says this feeling’s not a phase
Just discovered like a turn of phrase
In one of those
Dead Languages
Oh oh
Dead languages
*all background falls away except the ethereal bell tone. Sigra’s voice layers on top of itself,
creating a choral style harmony*
SIGRA:
Dead languages
Dead languages
Dead languages
Dead languages
*silence, after a three count Sigra inhales sharply, leading into a searing electric guitar solo as
the rest of the background instrumentation rejoins*
SIGRA:
Dead Languages
*fin*
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Lyrics: I work all day/I'm not around
Audio description: the song opens with a humming cacophony and arpeggiated tinkling synth tones. Ethereal vocals layered for drone-y effect come in. Distorted vocals continue over a cacophony of layered synth tones. The synth tones fade out, as do the vocals, and the song ends with several upbeat notes.
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6. |
Apollonia III - Hendrix
05:28
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7. |
disclosure - isaac arms
01:38
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And I could tell you/
My truth/
But what good/
Would that do?
I want this to be/
For me.
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8. |
Snake Eyes - Harrison
03:30
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Song description: A morose and bittersweet observation of the futility and importance of trying to fall in love in a period of fast-paced (and often fleeting) interactions.
Lyrics:
Boy with the bright blue eyes
Must he disguise what terrifies him?
Taken for granted
Left in the dirt to plant the seeds of doubt
Boy with the golden hair
Why do you sit and stare into the sea?
What could be there that you can't find yourself?
Something else
Why do we play this game?
What would we do if we could even-
Winter is here
Come be the first to lose your useless pride
At least you tried
Girl with the checkered past
What will she do when true love doesn't last?
Onto the next one keep on trying dove
All for love
Come one and all
Let's play a game
Don't lose your pride
Just put it aside and roll that fucking die
At least you try
Oooooh~
Snake eyes
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This demo of Kat and the Hurricane's Resonate (from their 2021 album The Sorry EP) is much more stripped down than their up-beat indie-pop tune, featuring vocalist/guitarist Kat quietly strumming their guitar and singing softly for most of the song before building some energy after the final chorus. The overall sound is very soft and raw, 4and the phone recording picks up some dead air.
Song title: Resonate [demo]
Lyrics:
Through time and space
It resonates
Through time and space
It resonates
After you're gone
After you're gone
You showed me what it means to be
The best version that I can be
Feels like i’m finally waking up
And I cannot thank you enough
Fought myself for so goddamn long
Reflections and I never got along
But now I see there’s no need for me
To be so mean to me
Through time and space
It resonate
Through time and space
We'll resonate
[ Instrumental ]
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10. |
Bonnie - jess waggoner
02:51
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Description: A treble voice, sometimes dividing into harmonies, croons against the backdrop of an arpeggiated electric guitar and organ.
Bonnie reaches for the soles of my feet
Fingers in the carpet, her hair all over me
mama’s screams pile up at the top of the stairs
(You know I was there)
Now in the quiet in the times we don’t speak
Her shame trickles and it covers me
I dim the lights and I trace the edge of the screen
I try to live clean
But there’s songs in the car, your crumbs in my bed
Every hymn we knew turned gay in my head
The summer so hot; when your daddy lied
Didn’t make it out in unison but we made it out alive
Hear your name and it’s an open wound
Loving you is gettin sick on the fumes
I shrink a little every time I pass you at school
(Or down by the pool)
Cause Bonnie you can play it straight
tilt your head just right
But here’s it’s just me, in my body, in this drafty room tonight
And I hope one day
Youre gonna lay down the fight
it’s not our fight
Till then there’s songs in the car, your crumbs in my bed
Every hymn we knew turned gay in my head
The summer so hot; when your daddy lied
Didn’t make it out in unison but we made it out alive
We made it out
Bonnie reaches for the soles of my feet
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11. |
Compromise - T. Price
01:29
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Lyrics /Musical description
*lyrics start immediately with a full band in a 60s pop/rock style*
*the plotting bass and drums hit at steady rhythm as a sickly sweet guitar cuts in*
*it sounds like it’s being played through a tape or boombox, lo-fi with crackling sounds*
*a girl’s voice in perfect baritone begins*
I love the way you move your arms
I love the way you turn your head
I love the way you speak your mind
And say the things that should be said
*the song suddenly gets even sweeter, a chorus that never ends*
*girl switches to a falsetto, a falsetto so angelic and feminine that nobody on earth thinks it sounds bad*
Everyday starts off wrong
When I wake to an empty bed
It’s this life of compromise
That’s made me lose my head
*sweet, little retro guitar solo like The Beatles are taking candy from a Holiday Inn*
Everyday starts off wrong
When I wake to an empty bed
It’s this life of compromise
That’s made me lose my head
Everyday starts off wrong
When I wake to an empty bed
It’s this life of compromise
That’s made me lose my head
*Is the sort of repetitive sweetness that is both warm and familiar, and sickly like drinking too much iced coffee*
*the chorus repeats a few times with the angel’s falsetto, a cheezey 60s guitar, and a trailing sweet riff that cuts off after a minute 30*
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Musical description: one vocalist sings to a simple, slow celtic harp and harmonizes with herself. The steady but slightly irregular rhythm is meant to evoke the sound of a wave on the shore.
Lyrics:
Cross the sand to the ocean shore.
In the air, a song: "love the land no more."
Feel our melody as the cold silver waves
Soothe the sand, gently slip away.
Lay yourself down in the sea.
Gaze into the sky. Rise and fall on the waves.
Take a breath and close your eyes.
Sink into our arms, gently slip away.
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14. |
Love - Heather Rae
05:07
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Song inspiration: Often times when people break up, that's the end of their relationship, not just as lovers, but as friends, too. This song was written for someone that I will always love and will always have in my life because even though we're no longer lovers, we'll always be friends because the love we have for each other has been there since the beginning of time.
Lyrics:
I know I'm not a savior
I know I'm not a pawn
Just a speck of stardust
Trying not to get it wrong
Our hearts are drawn together
Of this, I know
Just as Cupid's arrow
Is drawn to its bow
Yes, we've known each other
Since the universe began
We're two stars colliding
Over and over and over
And again...
The dip of your hip
Is as soft
As the petals
Of a flower
I could lay
My palm there
For hour
After beautiful hour
Dance my fingertips
Across your gentle skin
Rest my head on your chest
Listening to your slowest heart beating
Again, and again...
Your embrace, it just calms
My winding soul
So that it's painful
To have to let you go
I have never
Known a love such as yours
So present, so perfect
So aware, so pure
I meant it when I told you
That I'll never leave your side
I know it's overplayed
But I'm gonna love you for the rest of my life
And again...
I know I'm not a savior
And I know I'm not a pawn
Just a tiny speck of stardust
Trying not to get it wrong
Again
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I don't quite wake everyday
Blinds pulled I reach towards reality
To stumble through the motions of living life
Mostly I guess I'm functioning but
My mind it is a haunted house these days
And I can't pretend that anything feels ok
The ghosts come in and I can't get out
I am forgetting something all the time
But somehow I get by
I wish I could remember what it was like
When I used to be happy sometimes
I can't see where I started
Been spun around wanna get off
And stand still on the other side
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16. |
Okay - Pheea Rhem
01:06
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I'm feeling okay
If okay means anything it used to
I'm feeling alright
If alright means questioning my gender
and feeling kind of confused...
Then I guess I'm okay.
Okay ((drawn out and shifting over chord changes))
Okay ((drawn out and shifting over chord changes))
Okay ((drawn out and shifting over chord changes))
I'm feeling just fine
and I hope this song finds you
just as okay too
take a deep breath
we'll make it through
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Queer Madison Mixtape is a Compilation of Low-Effort Recordings by Local Queers in Madison,
WI.
We created a space for local queers to connect and share their quarantine tunes.
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QMM Collective Members: Jess Waggoner, Jennifer Bastian, Shaun Soman and Lindsay Welsch-Sveen.
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