Perfectly Competent

by Talk Show Host

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Napalm I was a fan of lightspeed punk band 'Hey Mister', so by extension I checked out Talk Show Host. Glad to find the songs also have energy and great melodies, even with a different style. Looking forward to more. Favorite track: I Don't Wanna Go to the Library.
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released May 22, 2016

all music by talk show host.
produced by talk show host.
recorded by sean woolven.

mixed and mastered by the almighty OLIVE at ELECTRIK BOX STUDIOS
www.facebook.com/electrikboxstudio
electrikbox@laposte.net

cover by chris veinot.

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Talk Show Host Toronto, Ontario

Two recovering punks and an indie rocker walk into a bar.

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Track Name: I Don't Wanna Go to the Library
Bottom half of a double bill
Six months not a single thrill
Where are you?
What are you?

Can’t stand a sunny day
No crosswalks anyway
Where are you now?
When are you?

I’m gunning for Orion
Wasting time, breaking time tonight
Meet me on Orion
All right!

No light from a dying star
That look won’t get you far
How are you?
Why are you?

I’ve seen your type before
You probably shouldn’t come around here anymore
What are you now?
When are you?

Gunning for Orion
Wasting time, breaking time tonight
Meet me on Orion
All right!
Track Name: Lost and Found
Red summer came and we went
We couldn't wait to lock ourselves indoors
Take shelter
As long as you can prove it's yours

I've got my great decline.

Lost and found
Stand your ground

We wait for letters
We learn they lost them out at sea
Who's breathing?
Is there no one left for me?

I've got my grand design.

Lost and found
Stand your ground

How can I sit here with those lies?
Oh how can I, when you walked away from those lives?
And you walked away from the things you said
Ghost in your eyes

Lost and found
Stand your ground
Track Name: 108
108's her lucky number
108 has done some travelling
108 nights in a weekend
108 could mean, well, almost anything

If you wanna spend the night
Can I just say that works out fine?
I don't remember what I said
I don't remember much at all, but

If I want more I know that I'll circle the earth forever
A model rocket on a string
If I want more I'm outta luck
Controlled descent: the coward's way back home

I read the tenets on the breakroom wall
I memorized them just to disregard them all
I clicked through pages of the ULA
I read 'em all and signed on anyway

If you wanna spend the night
Can I just say that works out fine?
I'd rather not be cast aside as just another satellite, but

If I want more I know that I'll circle the earth forever
A model rocket on a string
If I want more I'm outta luck
Controlled descent: the coward's way back home

108's her lucky number
108 has done some travelling
108 nights in a weekend
108 said that her name is Madeleine

If you wanna spend the night
Can I just say that works out fine?
I'd rather not be cast aside as just another satellite, but

If I want more I know that I'll circle the earth forever
A model rocket on a string
If I want more I'm outta luck
But I can't wait to see her Wednesday night
Track Name: Franklin
Saw it arching through the night
A briefly lit November sky
Followed silent where it fell
To bid my friend one last farewell

I’ll walk alone
They’ll never know
You wait and see what becomes of me
This body, my shell

Fading neurons, fireflies
Can’t wipe the tears from thirty eyes
Another friend I couldn’t save
Lying in this cratered astral grave

I’ll walk alone
They’ll never know
You wait and see what becomes of me
This body, my shell