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To Smell the Winter
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The crinkly, starched absence of God, made to be reborn as crystals of frozen water.
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Looking for a song about sh*biscuits and/or golden chickens? Hasenyager combines comedy and music in order to realize your dreams.
Hasenyager is an Americanized version of Haschenjager, which is German for 'rabbit hunter.' I am that hunter, or huntress, if you will, and I take my profession very seriously. Which means that, actually, I don't hunt rabbits. I do, however, make half-assed music with Audacity, and upload it onto SoundClick.
Song Info
Genre
Alternative • Experimental
Charts
Peak #378
Peak in subgenre #62
Author
Hasenyager
Rights
Hasenyager 2007
Uploaded
December 18, 2007
Track Files
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MP3 1.5 MB • 128 kbps • 1:40
Story behind the song
My somewhat bad poetry over music. Utilizes flute and clarinet samples from Finale Notepad. The recorders are me, though, as is the guitar. Obviously.
Lyrics
Autumn is so cold that the busses growl A multitonal melody of God in the trees, fluttering as One: a flayed seraphim, waving her fleshy ribbons Two: These roads are wide enough for a river full of God To come roiling over the faded yellow curbs To sweep up leaves and trash and watercolor them Until they are spiny and golden Three: a breath of the air, like crisp tissue paper When it is cold but not too cold enough To smell the winter-- The crinkly, starched absence of God Made to be reborn as crystals of frozen water I'd like to decay like the Insides of that pomegranate Soft and brown and sweet And so very, very dead I'd like to die down Like a fire In such a way that I could Smell the winter
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