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Featherweights

by Featherweights

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1.
there was a fire in the building next to mine the day Lou Reed died there was smoke coming out of a window there were five fire trucks and two police cars and one ambulance there was a crowd outside a building on fire they all lived in there and they were relieved when the fire went out so fast it nearly ever began and there were children among them they looked like sandwiches 'cause it was cold and they were wearing tons of blankets sandwich babies sandwich babies sandwich babies sandwich babies and there were people smoking cigarettes see an apartment on fire and light a fire on your cigarette makes sense I guess I saw my dad smoke a cigarette once when I was a kid it was so traumatic it was a typical Swedish summer night when mosquitos are flying wild I said ”smoking kills, why do you smoke I thought you didn't, dad?” he said ”I'm just trying to scare those mosquitos away they don't like smoke!” maybe the parents of the sandwich babies could tell them that the reason why their building was on fire was to chase the mosquitos away maybe it could be a new Santa Claus lie to make it less traumatic
2.
Sad Antennas 03:38
Girl with a camera phone is filming her friend daydreaming in the crowd tells her to say something she says "oh, I thought you were taking a photograph" while some ultra-violet sunbeams land in their scoops of rum-raisin ice cream either I wasn't paying attention or I wasn't there when they decided for me it all passed over my head and when I went to see the monument it was already too heavy like a weight I could not lift or see through but it would have been nice to pretty soon they're sad antennas stuck in a public place like suns that ought to go down to make way for everyone else it was summertime with all that it's supposed to mean I got a guided tour of the student town, the church, the botanical garden and then as we drove out to a house where Carl Von Linné used to live for a while all those flowers were antennas spreading their pollen out over the fields the raisins too, they were drowning in a pool of what used to be ice cream
3.
since I met you I've been unable to write anything but love songs it's a pity I suppose cause variation is important, but love is also I read somewhere that one should sing and write about own experiences and if you are what I feel and think about more than anything, do I even have choice? feels like a cliché and I've never liked them they are boring and dorky but not in a good way in a carpe diem tattoo way in a bad eurovision song way that kind of cliché but love is a cliché as well and I want it anyway so how can I write about justice and trees when your body is kissable so very kissable childhood dreams, favorite books all of it fades away when your mind is lovable so very lovable how can I ignore that you deserve hundreds of love songs? I'm gonna I'm gonna I'm gonna write you hundreds of love songs I'm gonna I'm gonna I'm gonna write you hundreds of love songs
4.
homesick in love even when she's there it can be bittersweet homesick and trying to reach out of reach in under the wallpaper and out of reach and our apartment is marked by a former resident, yes he or she who carved two pairs of initials into a model of a childhood town handmade from memory it covers most of the floors so in the morning I have to watch out where I step I navigate carefully and end up brushing my teeth on a hill in between the supermarket and the fields that reach out of reach in under the wallpaper and out of reach out of reach out of reach out of reach if I were a field and saw her in the passenger seat of a passing car I would wave my straws I would wave my straws I would wave my straws I would wave my straws I can make a model of my own try to show my heart in it and she can look in and see how I screw up the proportions build dead end streets no I've never been all that practical but it's hard to be when you're homesick like me homesick in love homesick in love homesick in love homesick in love
5.
here's a thing that's pretty cool I should tell people more often me and my siblings are the tenth generation living on the farm Mårtensson property since seventeenth century usually when there are several generations living in one place it's rich people or royal families but my ancestors were farmers and peasants they were never rich but they were as rich as they needed to be although, there is a story about a grandfather's grandfather of mine who sold a cow for too little money and hung himself in the trees next to the barn I used to play hide and seek there with my sister until someone told us the story it's fascinating to think about all that has happened and died in that house once my father said ”did you know, my grandmother died in the very spot, you're sitting at now” they are everywhere, they are everywhere they are everywhere, the ghosts are everywhere when I came to Berlin I thought a lot about how many people died here probably at least one in every square meter cause there were wars and heart diseases cancer, child birth, suicide and on the ground are golden plates with names of people who were sent to Auschwitz they are everywhere, they are everywhere they are everywhere, they are everywhere they are everywhere, they are everywhere they are everywhere they were not my ancestors but they were here they were here they were there they were everywhere I am here I am there I am everywhere and when I'm lying under ground I'll be everywhere
6.
there's a bottle of fear next to every kidney including the beans (just kidding about the beans) sometimes it breaks and fear spreads with the blood it can easily ruin a day I am afraid of bees and roller coasters I am afraid of horses and deep water, fire, old food in the sink sometimes I'm afraid of everything there's a pillow made of courage in every belly including the jelly belly (just kidding about the jelly) that pillow can make people do things they never believed themselves capable of it will make me go on a roller coaster, even though it's the scariest thing I know and afterwards when I throw up because I'm so dizzy I will feel proud and disgusted and terrified in the same time I will love you if you do (go on a roller coaster) and I will love you if you don't but going to an amusement park would be more fun if you did
7.
Dry Shampoo 02:00
sometimes I feel like a dolphin who feels like a talkshow host feels when he's not on tv I come up to the surface looking for applaud signs little lights in the waves on the water and the things I do are dry shampoo wasting candy while waiting for a movie to start I breath into a new sweater and it smells like a book and the doors open up, and the people are like a stream of shimmering dolphins but I'm an arrow through glass I let another caramel break on my teeth like a seashell breaks on a rock and the things I chew are dry shampoo it's harder to change than you think, and when you think you do it's dry shampoo
8.
I am standing on a karaoke stage singing Fidelity feeling pretty good because everyone is dancing suddenly I see a man making gestures when I read his lips it looks like ”STOP IT” and he points a middle finger up in the air I didn't know what it meant in middle school but everyone else seemed to know I'm turning twenty today, so now I know and I wonder am I bad, should I stop singing? am I sad, should I get off the stage? but this is karaoke and everyone can sing here even those who can't really sing so why is he saying fuck you to me? it takes some guts to get on this stage I wish he would disturb someone with better self esteem someone who will shake that finger off as if it were dust I guess I will shake that finger off as if it were dust and I will keep singing until the song is done then I will come back because the stage is mine
9.
I was trying to look away but couldn't see further than here, I watched my eyelids make believe that I could look as far as to Gran Canaria where I taught you the breaststroke, stroke by stroke you in your chloriny salty hair you looked alright from in my Baden-Baden chair helpless and pretty beautiful you were the softest pear I put you back like that in there love's a sneaky weekend when it breaks in through your bedroom window friday morning and it makes you think you can go in with your head already sparkling my appetite was just as big as what I thought you could give and I've been close to a lot of people on the subway but never as close as I was to you on that day the first I saw of you was your back from the seat behind I was breathing down your neck and you couldn't look back helpless and pretty beautiful you were the softest pear I put you back like that in there I put you back in there the street's all emptied out and there's a summer night going on and so it's like being inside of a private room you can look up and see the same atlantic sky that almost made a spanish puppy want to cry from my Baden-Baden chair you looked like the softest pear
10.
oh the silence in my ice cream shop on rainy days is killing me oh the number of people wanting to buy ice cream on sunny days is killing me oh the youth in her face when she tried to tie her shoe laces the sadness in her voice when she spoke about her grandparents the scent of her hair strawberry she never wanted to go to bed but when she did I held her hand and sang a bunch of lullabies goodnight sleep tight oh the whiteness in my spring shoes and the stains too from summer last year from the Gothenburg clubs from the way to my job taking care of men and women of age and one of them said ”the youth in your eyes it shines through, I envy you and don't forget to be honest 'cause honesty is super important I see you only wear bright colours well, I do too”
11.
I was only seventeen when I first saw you walking 'round the school looking cool you were super tall sometimes I only saw your head my favorite days were the ones when you wore that green shirt when I saw you with a guitar case on your back love struck like a lightning and we had a long distance relationship for a year (but I was unaware of it) we had a long distance relationship we lived in the same town but not in the same state of mind cause you didn't know who I was you didn't know I wrote in my diary about you a lot you didn't know I was internet stalking you and that talking to you was on top of my list of fears in your dreams we were kissing in your life I was missing and I wrote, this love it's not valid it's just like when we were twelve and had pictures of Leonardo Dicaprio on the wall and I wrote, this love it's not valid it's just a stupid teen crush without meaning but I came to my senses after a long time I thought, I should do something drastic and see what happens but before I did that, we had a long distance relationship for a year (but I was unaware of it) we had a long distance relationship in my mind (I was unaware of it)

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Home recorded in Berlin, summer of 2014.

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released November 4, 2014

Linnea Mårtensson: vocals, saxophone and piano

Linus Kallin: vocals, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, bass

Rachel Glassberg played drums on Hundreds of Love Songs and Happy Karaoke Birthday


Cover art by Isabell Kirstinä

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Linnea Mårtensson & Linus Kallin

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