a.a. bondy, “surfer king.”
from: Believers, 2011
“Behind the red door in american skin
There is a murder of roses
In the midnight hiss come cover me there
Where i am electric nothing
Out on the tide strangers all are drowning by
Under eclipse I wait for your kiss
With the beating of all these idiot hearts
No more evil now, no horror sound, no maniac song from a tyrant
And the surfer king will show me everything in the great green flash of the evening
Out on the tide strangers we ride
Smoke in our eyes
Under eclipse, I wait for your kiss
With the beating of all these idiot hearts”
This young man from Louisiana writes some gorgeous somber songs and this is the kingpin among them. It makes me want to meet this Surfer King and the mystery that is cobbled to him by the delicate aura. And is the guitar refrain stolen from Smokey Robinson’s “Tracks of My Tears”? i hope so, because it fits like a baby.
