I'm looking for experimental psychedelic bands like the ones below. Microtonal music, weird time signatures and strange instruments are preferred.
Leave things unfinished, promises unkept, things unsaid, questions unasked.
Because you wanted to play, and only one of us wanted to play.
One day your marks on my neck will fade. Sooner than later, you will kiss me for the last time.
You will hold me for the last time, and you'll be just another touch I'll miss. And oh how I'll miss it.
I still don't understand how even when you say that you respect and admire me, that you think I'm talented and smart, even when you say I'm funny and smile so big when you're around me you won't go for it, but you seem to have made up your mind.
So I have to do it, I have to say goodbye.
Not just for show & tell, but for maintenance/use tips/setup. I have a ~1995 desktop computer that hasn't been used in a while and I'm trying to set up.
At first I was convinced that I didn't want anything serious, that I didn't even like you like that. Now I'm realizing, too fast perhaps, that I've always wanted you, and that all I want is something serious, something real.
And I AM jealous. I've seen you fall in love before, so why not with me? Am I not pretty enough? Not interesting enough? Not smart enough? Not put together enough?
Screw you, tell me I'm pretty. Hold me and caress me and tell me everything will be okay. How sweetly you hold me.
Open my jars for me, drive me places, come to my house every day. You make me feel like a lady.
I spend all day on my phone hoping to see one of your messages pop up. I'm scared that I might be making the same mistakes again, of not being straight forward, of waiting just a little too long or missing a message and giving you just enough time to find someone else to love. Where are you right now?
I'm afraid of speaking up because you said you didn't want me like that, but can I change the outcome this time? Give me just one sign. Get a little too drunk and send me a confession.
I'm begging, please be with me. Please, please, please fall in love with me.
I wanted to find love and instead found you. With your mixed signals, making love then giving nothing at all.
Don't you know I've always wanted you? I'm afraid to show it, I don't want to fall in love. Because I have seen you do it, over and over again, with all but me. Why not me? I've never known how to be subtle.
Getting high in my kitchen again, I want to drink the smoke off of your lips. I want to hold you gently, but your hands are around my neck. You're only focused on the high.
Three years collapsed into one week. It's crazy that you've got me feeling like this after one week. I thought it was finally my turn, but it's never me. I'm just the yes man, the place holder, I'm only here to please you.
Like a stray dog, I'll stay for the warmth. Because I've always wanted you, and I'll take you however you come.