Spanning time throughout the 1980s. Dipping tentatively backwards into the 1970s on occasion. Tipping a hat forward into the 1990s even less frequently.
The last man on earth had four hours to figure out blank clocks before he had to dance like a star for eternity. He tried to do the empire state human in the interface, but ended up being boiled, all the while asking the void, "Don't you want me?" Their Early Stuff from 1/8/21
There was blood on the floor, but I still had a hard time convincing people I had been hit by a rock and was dead on arrival. My bloodstream was unclean in the worst way, and the circle of animals were weeping toxic tears where the orchids grew. This is the story of my 20 jazz funk greats: Kryptic Pop Thrills from 3/20/20 (Genesis Breyer P-Orridge tribute show).
The sweet bird of truth and the karma chameleon were hanging out at the beach with a bunch of typical girls and typical boysT. The chameleon, thinking he was the genius of love, said, "kiss them for me, and I'll do the making of the flippy floppy." The bird replied, "shut up and enjoy the silence." Kryptic Pop Thrills from 11/17/17: a collaborative show with Kameron and Thom!
On the sixth of May, the dancer followed me, captivated, dancing along the edge of the flame of the west. We both got shot by both sides and quickly realized that no one lives forever: Kryptic Pop Thrills from 3/30/18.
Brother and sister are still angry about the messages in the mystery chant's kiss of life. Even though I hear only silence now, it's not the night to make your mind up about the collasing new people in high places and who are you in relation to them: Kryptic Pop Thrills from 3/16/18.
I found that essence rare, the fact that I'm in love with a German film star - it's out of control and I tend to be stiff. The fighter opens the window and let the spirit fly free, 'round the world as heads watch: Kryptic Pop Thrills from 3/9/18.
As a precaution, the savages of this planet forced silence over the honeymoon croon. What we thought was a wonderful offer ended up being a vast void throughout the big empty field, sea, and sky: Kryptic Pop Thrills from 3/2/18.
My performance felt like surrender, like I was a certain person who knew all the highlights on giving up. I started to feel like I need you now - put your arms around me, my musclebound affection. This is my new life where I turn it off when I find you're gone - didn't you know that without you my life would be boring? Are Friends Electric from 2/25/18.
This city provides pale shelter from the Aztec lightning at the waterfront. We gathered inspiration while looking from a hilltop, and we realized we need protection, especially during this space race, when everyone is getting up and determining kissability in the way love spreads: Kryptic Pop Thrills from 2/16/18, Olympic spectacular.
