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Sweetness Machines

by This Mad Desire

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it’s not a laughing matter this comedy of decay mcdonald’s hollywood manufacture sweetness machines to-day! sometimes they lie! and tell the old how young they are.. it’s like you’re going in a waiter + coming back a star! I believe the machine can give me whatever I wish for the machine can give me love! and, if I want, all-out war.. the tool to end all frustration it’s digital! It’s divine! put your faith in machines that promise a good time “I got my dream machine! It transmits twittering tones! You know with Sweetness Machines, you never feel alone!” I believe the machine can give me whatever I wish for the machine can give me love and, if I want, all-out war..
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POPCORN NOSTALGIA (december 1998) Popcorn nostalgia, celebrate the actors I used to be one in my thinner days celluloid perfection, freeze-frame the cellulite My legs used to turn men on… Turn off the Movie! Turn on the Lights! Remember Me if only for To-night! I spoke all the lines, made love to the camera You’d close your eyes and make believe to me.. it’s not real but it’s still true the Monster always gets to you. Turn off the Movie! Turn on the Lights! Remember Me if only for To-night! (if you see me, don’t be disappointed by what time has done to me.. I’m not my movies. I don’t have perfect teeth. In life, I could never suspend your disbelief..) sandpaper critics say, “beauty is a rose with immortality on the vine…” If that’s true, then I should tell you I want back what’s rightfully mine! I want back my glamour! I want back my pride! Beauty is on the outside! I want back my cuteness, my innocent me... I don’t want to be this thing you see.
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don’t let these long, wrong thoughts take root inside your heart don’t root these long, wrong thoughts in your heart it’ll only cause you to quicken breaths and it’ll make bark emerge through your chest then you’ll find wrinkles on your skin, flames at your fingertips, the wooden stakes of sin don’t let these long, wrong thoughts take root inside your heart don’t root these long, wrong thoughts in your heart don’t give up on lifeless points of view though they are false they may come true when black is white and red is blue and the sky burns behind you don’t let these long, wrong thoughts take root inside your heart don’t root these long, wrong thoughts in your heart our thoughts grow old, our thoughts grow slack new thoughts chop us down, our minds turned to sap no one can see through our newfound disease time it doth scatter all our beliefs
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Concrete dreams February 13, 1996 everything is exactly as it seems. we really are sinking with our concrete dreams. we drink the night! and we disbelieve.. I don’t know what I want.. you don’t know what you need.. thank god we’re self-sufficient! because you know they always leave you when you need them.. do you really think I don’t see what’s going on? do you really think I don’t see that something’s wrong? these are typewriter days of blue and rain and I don’t know if I can go home again  and everybody knows…
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Sylvia 06:08
Sylvia –revised july 2000 (written in September 1996) you smoke cigarettes like sentences that tell me how you are I’m caught up in your messages that cling to me like tar.. how do you say the things you never let yourself say? how do you say “denial”? oh Sylvia –please listen to me to-night we are having fun so get up and dance with me you want to sympathize with your villains convince yourself that it’s okay your addictions are confessions but you’re no angel and you cannot fly away chorus the year is 1923 and it’s a ballroom scene. The city is berlin and you’re feeling mean.. I know I let you down… paint the moon so prettily down
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you make it seem so easy when you fall from the trapeze! you make it seem so easy when you crash down around your knees! and I know they wouldn’t let you down from there.. you made it seem so easy when you were up there on the trapeze! like a leaf fluttering through the trees.. like a wave that rolls upon the seas.. and I know they wouldn’t let you down from there.. and you weren’t there for the applause
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there’s nothing i can do to calm the night. there’s nothing i can say to make it all right. do you feel like you’re putting up with too much? do you feel like your love has become a crutch? drink the battleships and taint your love.. it’s in your heart! it’s in your blood! you’re out here with the wind and the seagulls meanwhile the water is leaking into the ship’s hull but this ship you’re on it seems so far from shore and you don’t know if you can swim back anymore.. drink the battleships and taint your love you’ve got to fight for what you love! caught up in the future, waiting for the past hope that running forward will make these feelings pass there’s nothing i can do to calm the night but I will hold your hand and say it’ll be all right. drink the battleships and taint your love it’s in your heart! it’s in your blood! drink the battleships and taint your love you’ve got to fight for what you love…
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Black Star 03:49
Black star April 9, 1994 black star.. light choked by the sky couldn’t bear the thought of everyone watching how he passed the time reading in the magazines seeing on the t.v. screens plain for everyone to see… not everyone can be the sun but it’s hard to convince the sun he’s not the only one in the sky… can’t stand the pressure couldn’t stand the pressure too many stargazers make him want to go supernova burn out by his own flame it all feels the same to him… black star light crash black star ain’t ever coming back.. try to imagine and understand the pain..if he was only older, would it all have been the same? smother.. the one who didn’t want to shine.. never get a chance to grow black star light burned out where did you go? 1st verse and chorus now when i. look up to see the sky I try but I can’t see my black star shine.
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Razorblade man –March 14, 1994 waiting for the clouds to fall waiting for the moon to disappear waiting for the mountains to move waiting forever to be near.. you took my razorblade hands I thought I could but I can’t make you understand.. wishing for just one more chance wishing for the clouds to let the storm go waiting for the evergreens to shelter me as the raging storm takes hold you took my razorblade hands I thought I could but I can’t make you understand I listen to the wind I sing to the sun I converse freely with the clouds yet I can’t talk with anyone…
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This was the first record I made. It was recorded by Andrew McPherson at the Monastereo in Guelph in 2000. I still perform some of these songs.

-Mac

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released January 1, 2000

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This Mad Desire Hamilton, Ontario

The music of Hamilton, Ontario-based Mackenzie Kristjon. Like "Neil Young on David Bowie drugs". For more info, please contact macsonfire@gmail.com

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