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It’s dry and when it doesn’t rain for a long time, whole new levels of insects you’ve never seen appear. I think I have fleas in my new place and I need a sheet for my bed. I’ve been sleeping on top of my blankets.

You have to drive about an hour down valley to be able to buy anything that isn’t marked up five thousand percent. Plus I thought taking a ride would be nice.

On the drive down I couldn’t stop thinking about dying. While looking for a parking space, this lady who is in the wrong lane came flying around the bend. She only stops about an inch away from ramming me. I flip her off. Her boyfriend jumps out of his car like he’s going to beat my ass. He slams his fists down on my hood. I speed off. I may want to die but not at the hands of a lady who drives badly or by the fists of her angry boyfriend.

There's a river by the train tracks. I decided to take a nap there. I thought about how six years ago, we had talked bullshit lover philosophy with our feet in the water. Six years ago, if you had turned to me and said you wanted to go shopping at target, I would have thought you were the deepest philosopher in the world.

Earlier in the month I acted in the music video for Darkmatter Jesus' “Train Wreck”. They mixed corn syrup and dye and cut holes in my shirt like I had been stabbed and was bleeding. People around town didn't really seem to notice.

“So it begs the question, do I always look this way?”


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Bled from the stomach
I was in pain,
As I walked through town
My insides falling out,
Didn't seem to matter to those that were around
So it begs the question,
Do I always look this way?

Life it can seem so boring,
Compared to all of you're fantasies,
But you're hope that thinking this way
That it will build to something tangible,
Something sweet

Like salt on a stone,
Waiting for the slug,
Saying “Come Hither”
Leave you're maladjusted heart
Feeling bitter

Did God tell you it was okay?
To fuck up my life like that?
I'm glad you had to take up
With an enemy like that
I hope you're heart breaks into,
As many pieces as all the days that I loved you
And I might be alone now,
But no matter who you're with,
You'll be alone forever

I lay down across train tracks,
Imagine this is what my graves like,
My body adjusting to the craggy rocks,
Being eaten by insects

Did God say it was okay?
To fuck up my life like that?
Well I’m glad you had to take up with the enemy

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Bashful Hips Chicago, Illinois

Bashful Hips is an Avant Garde project from the mind of Ian Fellerman. Bringing his sometimes searing, sometimes hilarious but always poignant observations to bear over an entire stable of Noise Rock/Hip Hop informed Electronica, Ian's music is never stable, always changing and searching for the sound to express his feelings.
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