this is our 100th post at the Rabid Bat Collective, so I wanted to do something special:
video still credits to Johhny Moorehouse
and here is the music video, credits to Johnny Moorehouse once again:
Be on the lookout for the new EP by MYTHirst, "the Corinthian"!! Dropping in November!
MYTHirst will be playing at the Deerpile in Denver on November 1st!!
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Thursday, October 23, 2014
Artwork for 'the Corinthian' EP
These pictures show the evolution of MYTHirst's 'the Corinthian' EP artwork by Michael Steuben.
'the Corinthian' drops in November!!
MYTHirst will be playing in Denver at the Deerpile November 1st!
'the Corinthian' drops in November!!
MYTHirst will be playing in Denver at the Deerpile November 1st!
Monday, July 1, 2013
Saturday, June 8, 2013
Saturday, June 1, 2013
Monday, January 14, 2013
Black Nights, Bright Days
Here's a link to my band, Basement Vinyl's 3 song EP:
http://basementvinyl.bandcamp.com/
http://basementvinyl.bandcamp.com/
Friday, November 2, 2012
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
the sound of breath
a bellows
ignites the iron-flame
of yesterday
and bathes
the room in
pumpkin light
cinders fall like
gnats, who lost breath
and returned to the dirt
a wheel turns and needs to
stop, so eyes can travel
to dreamland
I travel through dark houses
sampling them like
a bite of various fruits
I crawl towards a wall
and feel my fingertips
losing feeling
when my snakeskin
peels off
I'll be a weathervane
pointed to the west
a bellows
ignites the iron-flame
of yesterday
and bathes
the room in
pumpkin light
cinders fall like
gnats, who lost breath
and returned to the dirt
a wheel turns and needs to
stop, so eyes can travel
to dreamland
I travel through dark houses
sampling them like
a bite of various fruits
I crawl towards a wall
and feel my fingertips
losing feeling
when my snakeskin
peels off
I'll be a weathervane
pointed to the west
Friday, August 31, 2012
When Temperaments Get Tempestuous
The thread
一
a samurai sword/
cuts silence like
thin bamboo
split by, the sharpened
steel-toe kick
of the west
二
before execution
a man spit in the face
of a would-be undertaker
and escaped
due to a witty girl
who saw the advantage
of Ronin blades
against an oppressive edge
三
keep smiling
dumpling lady
while a ruckus
rages in the tea house
a hidden samurai
explains to idiots outside
about
'how to conduct oneself'
'in an appropriate manner'
before tea spills
and blood
spills
四
he might help
Kitty Genovese
and reverse the wheels
of time, the samurai outside
questions
honor, a medal of
worth, while conflicts
inside are dealt with
violence, a hasty way
to create silence
五
he gathers coins back
from the governor
who oppressed the land, and drained
the people of water
and rice
六
Vagrant Story
threatened their captors
and dodged crows
with skilled acrobatics
七
once the wage is sealed
with their savior
an innocent soul
is protected
is cut
一
a samurai sword/
cuts silence like
thin bamboo
split by, the sharpened
steel-toe kick
of the west
二
before execution
a man spit in the face
of a would-be undertaker
and escaped
due to a witty girl
who saw the advantage
of Ronin blades
against an oppressive edge
三
keep smiling
dumpling lady
while a ruckus
rages in the tea house
a hidden samurai
explains to idiots outside
about
'how to conduct oneself'
'in an appropriate manner'
before tea spills
and blood
spills
四
he might help
Kitty Genovese
and reverse the wheels
of time, the samurai outside
questions
honor, a medal of
worth, while conflicts
inside are dealt with
violence, a hasty way
to create silence
五
he gathers coins back
from the governor
who oppressed the land, and drained
the people of water
and rice
六
Vagrant Story
threatened their captors
and dodged crows
with skilled acrobatics
七
once the wage is sealed
with their savior
an innocent soul
is protected
is cut
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Hemingway in Reverse
cold
she used ice as a sheet for her bed
when the ground gets
cold and trees are static
wings of air move with magnetic force
a breeze through the U curvature of a bridge's bottom
the cabin is empty now, doors are broken and the
windows are a thin glass like paper
old wood, stained by rain, snow, bats in the ceiling
inside a broken piano, strings detune by cold fingers
frozen smoke billows to a wispy sky
a nomad retreats, a prince from the east falls
the sun is a satellite is a moon is a star
a plant grows towards warmth, roots spread out
the snow, a cold shroud, surprisingly bright
reflection eternal
left down winter lane
the space between two worlds
she used ice as a sheet for her bed
when the ground gets
cold and trees are static
wings of air move with magnetic force
a breeze through the U curvature of a bridge's bottom
the cabin is empty now, doors are broken and the
windows are a thin glass like paper
old wood, stained by rain, snow, bats in the ceiling
inside a broken piano, strings detune by cold fingers
frozen smoke billows to a wispy sky
a nomad retreats, a prince from the east falls
the sun is a satellite is a moon is a star
a plant grows towards warmth, roots spread out
the snow, a cold shroud, surprisingly bright
reflection eternal
left down winter lane
the space between two worlds
Saturday, April 7, 2012
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