he is the seabeast

THE SEABEAST LURKING
HE IS THE SEABEAST
THE SEABEAST HATES YOU
HE WANTS TO EAT YOU

it’s mike’s tune, but i thought for a while i had the perfect lyrics to SEABEAST, a song that is distinct from THE KRAKEN. both will probably be recorded during our two full-day sessions next week. anyway, mike’s own writings won the day, and the repertoire’s belt continues to loosen. what’s remarkable is that we haven’t even touched any of the songs our band played in its first show, over three years ago:
- “trogdor,” a cover
- “guess what fuck you,” a song i wrote with some help from jilly gagnon which featured lyrics like, “you’re just my fucking ex / who has promiscuous sex / with guys in turtlenecks / GUESS WHAT FUCK YOU”
- “bushkiller,” a song of mike’s whose politics will be irrelevant in one and a half years

perhaps this is for the best.

on sunday, to celebrate absolutely nothing at all, i biked up to burlington mall and purchased a lego star wars imperial shuttle, which is just about the sweetest thing ever designed. that’s what i wanted to explain to the cashier, a perky bespectacled smiling-constantly lots-of-patience-with-kids type of person: the incredible design miracle of the marriage of legos and star wars, two of the best things to happen to popular aesthetics probably ever, was the thing to which i had come to pay tribute. i am appreciating this imperial shuttle on more and loftier levels, do you understand. instead:

cashier, squinting kindly: you find everything all right?
me, sweating powerfully: IT IS FOR THE LITTLE BROTHER THAT I DEFINITELY HAVE
cashier: mmm!
me: HOW COME YOU GUYS NEVER HAVE THE X-WING

or the millennium falcon. my buddy jack got one of those last year. i want it so goddamned bad. the sweating was because i biked to the burlington mall, an unlovely ride through an undulating suburbia.

the steelers are awesome.

p.s. band name idea: MAGICAL SPIRIT FRIEND
p.p.s. the cat’s litter has now been replaced with a bowl of water which he hates using and so now he holds it in as long as he possibly can, which is making him hop around like an idiot and just generally make even more noise than he used to, generally when certain people who FEED HIM and EVEN PET HIM WITH THE STUPID BRUSH are right smack in the middle of an REM cycle, and so if i look grumpy to you these days do not ask about the cat