Bughouse by The Bug Mother
WE ARE THE BUG MOTHER! This band is fictional, and we are glad to finally know that. I guess a folk singer simulated, in a world like ours but not ours. I guess bugs can speak, anything can speak, and, so conversation is important. Fiction/nonfiction is probably not. but essentially: in Naked Lunch, when the typewriter’s a bug but you’re not really sure, I guess: that’s what I’m trying to say.
I AM BUG MOM! My house is an apartment, and is a Bughouse. I live with spiders, cave crickets, lightning bugs, and Andy. From July-September, I hear Nashville’s annual cicadas buzzing and clicking through my kitchen window, and I don’t know what they mean, but if they are asking a question, here is my response.
Tracklist
| 1. | Conversations with a Lightning Bug | 3:21 |
| 2. | Lutheran Longlegs | 2:34 |
| 3. | Anton Lavey | 3:22 |
| 4. | O, Deer! | 3:18 |
| 5. | Father Burnedhands | 4:12 |
| 6. | I'm a lo-life | 2:11 |
| 7. | moon(EE) | 3:49 |
| 8. | Maria 1000 | 3:20 |
| 9. | Bleach | 4:33 |
| 10. | We'll make some coffee | 3:44 |
Credits
released August 15, 2020
Ten tunes written/played/recorded by Tim Blakely, in his bedroom, in Nashville, TN. A divine vision of drums by Andy Ketch! Claps from the satanic hands of Matthew Devil! Pines poked, in the head, by Devin "Dijon" Curtis!
Ten tunes written/played/recorded by Tim Blakely, in his bedroom, in Nashville, TN. A divine vision of drums by Andy Ketch! Claps from the satanic hands of Matthew Devil! Pines poked, in the head, by Devin "Dijon" Curtis!
