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Mother for a MonthChicago ReaderBut by the next morning Carmen's ankle was badly swollen, and when she tried to walk she fell down. X rays taken at Christ Hospital showed not only that ...
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Brickyard BluesChicago ReaderThe hand is large and leathery and still looks monstrously swollen. A few fingers permanently curl downward, resembling the curved claw of a hammer. ...
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The Hip-Hop Herald 04.29.10: Premier On Guru411mania.comHis feet were swollen and his toenails were really disgusting…I took the logo on my shirt and rubbed it against his whole body and told him a message from ...and more »
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Edgy Mama: Faking it?Mountain XpressYou examine her for paleness, lethargy and swollen lymph nodes. None of these are present, but she's still complaining. Do you send her to school or not? ...
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Cursive's second song from the Feb. 13, 2010 appearance on Radio Happy Hour (www.radiohappyhour.com), live at (le) Poisson Rouge.
Cursive performing "Mama, I'm Swollen" at Le Poisson Rouge as part of Radio Happy Hour.
Cursive preform the title track, "Mama, I'm Swollen" live on Radio Happy Hour at Le Poisson Rouge on 3/13/2010
Cursive preform the song, "From the Hips" off of their new album, "Mama, I'm Swollen" live at Le Poisson Rouge for Radio Happy Hour on 3/13/2010
"I started the whole idea...just in a airport, after so many thousands of times that you pass the duty free shop. But, I started thinking about what duty free actually meant, or I guess I kind of thought of taking the concept of duty free literally. Then I realized I wished I was duty free. -Tim Kasher
Cursive - Let Me Up From: Mama, I'm Swollen Directed by Evan Glodell
Cursive Live @ CD Central 08-11-2009 Lexington, KY Wish I was a little closer, but the sound is good. Sorry it's kind of shaky.
Cursive Live @ CD Central 08-11-2009 Lexington, KY Wish I was a little closer, but the sound is good. Sorry it's kind of shaky.
Cursive Live @ CD Central 08-11-2009 Lexington, KY Wish I was a little closer, but the sound is good. Sorry it's kind of shaky.
Cursive performs "Art is Hard" and transitions to "Mama, I'm Swollen" at the El Rey on June 28, 2009
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"I Couldn't Love You" is the second official video from Cursive's album Mama, I'm Swollen. The video was directed by Danny Drysdale, and stars Tania Raymonde (Alex Linus from LOST!).
This is me covering "From the Hips" by Cursive. It's based on the acoustic version they did for Spin magazine a month or two ago promoting "Mama I'm Swollen." This is the single off of the record- and I'm providing links for their live performance of this song on Letterman and the acoustic Version from Spin Magazine. Let me know what you think please! The link to the Cursive spin performance is here: www.spin.com And the Letterman Live Performance : www.youtube.com
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...attraction – behind ‘Caveman’ and the title track lie a litany of broken promises rendered in scratched-out guitars, giving ‘Mama, I’m Swollen’ an almost uncomfortable nakedness. But the key word is ‘almost’, because what could have been mawkish and naive...
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From Cursive's album "Mama, I'm Swollen" Pardon the blurry image.
"From The Hips" is the first video from Cursive's album "Mama, I'm Swollen". Directed by Michael Grodner.
Cursive- I Couldn't Love You album: Mama, I'm Swollen
From the Hips by Cursive from their new album Mama, I'm Swollen.
Video 7 of 8 of Cursive's entire show at the Radio Room 2009/03/21 during SXSW. Pretty intense performance by Tim Kasher in this one. Enjoy. 01. Dorothy at Forty (Happy Hollow) 02. Art is Hard (The Ugly Organ) 03. From the Hips (Mama, I'm Swollen) 04. The Casualty (Domestica) 05. The Martyr (Domestica) 06. Making Friends and Acquaintances (Domestica) 07. The Game of Who Needs Who the Worst (Domestica) 08. The Radiator Hums (Domestica) Filmed with a Canon PowerShot, cut me some slack on the quality.
Video 5 of 8 of Cursive's entire show at the Radio Room 2009/03/21 during SXSW. 01. Dorothy at Forty (Happy Hollow) 02. Art is Hard (The Ugly Organ) 03. From the Hips (Mama, I'm Swollen) 04. The Casualty (Domestica) 05. The Martyr (Domestica) 06. Making Friends and Acquaintances (Domestica) 07. The Game of Who Needs Who the Worst (Domestica) 08. The Radiator Hums (Domestica) Filmed with a Canon PowerShot, cut me some slack on the quality.
Video 4 of 8 of Cursive's entire show at the Radio Room 2009/03/21 during SXSW. 01. Dorothy at Forty (Happy Hollow) 02. Art is Hard (The Ugly Organ) 03. From the Hips (Mama, I'm Swollen) 04. The Casualty (Domestica) 05. The Martyr (Domestica) 06. Making Friends and Acquaintances (Domestica) 07. The Game of Who Needs Who the Worst (Domestica) 08. The Radiator Hums (Domestica) Filmed with a Canon PowerShot, cut me some slack on the quality.
Video 3 of 8 of Cursive's entire show at the Radio Room 2009/03/21 during SXSW. 01. Dorothy at Forty (Happy Hollow) 02. Art is Hard (The Ugly Organ) 03. From the Hips (Mama, I'm Swollen) 04. The Casualty (Domestica) 05. The Martyr (Domestica) 06. Making Friends and Acquaintances (Domestica) 07. The Game of Who Needs Who the Worst (Domestica) 08. The Radiator Hums (Domestica) Filmed with a Canon PowerShot, cut me some slack on the quality.
Video 2 of 8 of Cursive's entire show at the Radio Room 2009/03/21 during SXSW. 01. Dorothy at Forty (Happy Hollow) 02. Art is Hard (The Ugly Organ) 03. From the Hips (Mama, I'm Swollen) 04. The Casualty (Domestica) 05. The Martyr (Domestica) 06. Making Friends and Acquaintances (Domestica) 07. The Game of Who Needs Who the Worst (Domestica) 08. The Radiator Hums (Domestica) Filmed with a Canon PowerShot, cut me some slack on the quality.
Video 1 of 8 of Cursive's entire show at the Radio Room 2009/03/21 during SXSW. 01. Dorothy at Forty (Happy Hollow) 02. Art is Hard (The Ugly Organ) 03. From the Hips (Mama, I'm Swollen) 04. The Casualty (Domestica) 05. The Martyr (Domestica) 06. Making Friends and Acquaintances (Domestica) 07. The Game of Who Needs Who the Worst (Domestica) 08. The Radiator Hums (Domestica) Filmed with a Canon PowerShot, cut me some slack on the quality.
From the SXSW 2009 Paste Party at the Radio Room on Thursday, March 19th, 2009
It was a hot, sunny day in the park and Cursive put on an amazing show in support of their new album, Mama, I'm Swollen
[2Pac] Yeah -- clear enough for ya? (Is that right?) (Hahahahaha) Yeah (Hehehehe) Why niggaz look mad? (Is that right?) Y'all supposed to be happy I'm free! Y'all niggaz look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail, hahah! Hoe bustaz Picture me rollin in my 500 Benz I got no love for these niggaz, there's no need to be friends They got me under surveillance, that's what somebody be tellin Know there's dope bein sold, but +I+ ain't the one sellin! Don't want to be another number I got a fuckin ...
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...to suggest that the current lineup is less capable, but perhaps afforded less creative control in the songwriting process. Mama, I’m Swollen is a disappointment mainly because it’s not clever enough. Neither musically ambitious nor astutely layered, Mama,...
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live @ music hall of williamsburg
cursive @ music hall of williamsburg 3/9/09
talking about jesus/mama i'm swollen @ music hall of williamsburg on 3/9/09
from the hill off of mama im swollen
Cursive preform "From the Hips" off of their new album, "Mama, I'm Swollen" live @ The Music Hall of Williamsburg
Played a lot of great stuff
Play a whole mess of songs everything basically
The Great decay
A year now and nothing much has changed Holed up in a motel in El Paso This was meant to be my great escape But, I got lost along the way Amongst free HBO (Court TV) and take-out Going to write my Moby Dicks More like scratching lyrics on paper plates I spent the best years of my life Waiting on the best years of my life So what's there to write about? What have I done? What have I done? So is this my destiny? From starlight into eternity The gods must be laughing down at me Ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha A traveling salesmen at twenty years old Stranded in Ann Arbor with a flat tire And I watch the sun sadly set Any younger, I may have wept Much older, I wouldn't notice But I was out there in the world Yeah, then the world, it passed me by I was telling everyone back home That I was taking it by storm Instead, I watched it from the roadside What have I done? What have I done? So are these the best tales I can spin? A boy waiting to begin A man with no memoirs What have I done? What have I done? You're young and you're going to be someone Then you're old and you're ashamed of what you've become Well, take a look around you You're preaching to the choir Oh, oh, oh ??? What have I done? ??? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? ??? ??? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done?
I've been living in a daze Aimlessly driving around town... A diseased heat, August on the 101... The Pale Moon offers no solation... Mosquitoes fat with our marrow Ebb And flow through the gumbo, This human bouillon... Our cesspool STOP! I've gotta snap out of this Won't someone please let me up? This fever... Buaying a top the Mercury... We're the salt of the earth... From a cell of the surf... The universe won't let us up... I once had gills but they closed up... Had webbed feet... They ...
Diseased heat August on the 101 Let me up The pale moon Offers no consolations Would you let me up? Mosquitoes fat with our marrow Ebb and flow through the gumbo This humid bouillon a cesspool Stop Won't someone please let me up? We're buoyed in Atop the mercury Let me up We're the salt of the earth From a cell of the surf, this universe Well let me up Let me up (Why won't you let me up?) I once had gills but they closed up Had webbed feet but they dried up Still have lungs but they're sewn up Stop Stop Won't someone just let me up? Oh We don't exist In an instant Let me up There's a hole in the floor As black as my momma's womb Those were the days Won't you let me up? I can't stop thinking of the time I was swallowed in the brine Won't you let me up? Let me up Mama, the planet is a placenta Pull the plug Let the heavens rise above Won't you let me up? Let me up Let me up Let me up Let me up Let me up I can't stop dreaming of the day I got swallowed into space Let me up Let me up Let me up Let me up Let me up I'm drowning in the egg Let me up
You're going to do what I say And say what I say You stretch your peacock feathers You're always on display Don't act so goddamned conflicted You wouldn't have it any other way You're going to write down these words And pass them along You're going to fill your book With your rights and wrongs You're going to tell your lurid world The true intentions of these songs I'm writing out a confession Every record I've written has left me smitten A career in masturbation All in all we're pawns The ego of mankind stirs in us all You want to wipe that slate And start all over again You want to hide your face In shame of what your grandpappy did Pretty soon here we'll all be grandfathers And our offspring will sing the same shit The world was built on ego It was built on slaves The world was built on a tickle Between our legs Come on, you big strong man You wouldn't have it any other way I'm writing out a confession My fathers and brothers Raped your sisters and mothers We are the sons of butchers All in all we're pawns The darkness of mankind stirs in us all I cast you out I cast you out I cast you out I cast you out I cast you out I cast you out I cast you out I cast you out I'll drag you out I'll drive you out I'll drug you out I'll tear you out I'll cut you out I'll kick you out I'll push you out I'll pull you out I cast you out I'll curse you out I'll shut you out I'll shit you out I'll clean you out Grab a rope and hang you out to dry Now I'll damn you out I cast you out I'll ...
You're gonna do what I say, And say what I say You'll strut your peacock feathers You're always on display Don't act so Goddamned conflicted; You wou'dnt have it any other way. You're gonna write down these words Along you're gonna fill your book With your writes and wrongs. You're gonna tell your lurid world The true intentions of these songs You wanna wipe that slate and start all over again? You wanna hide your face in shame Of what your grandpappy did? Pretty soon here we'll be the ...
Don't tell me what you've done - I don't want to know. You say it's not so hard, just let your conscience go. You flash me that politicians grin, You've kept your image squeaky clean. Such a fetching smile... But my, what sharp teeth. We;re going to Hell. So, show me some remose. Show me a little guilt. Don't tell me we're just animals awaiting our next Kill. I've been disiplined by religion, by fear; Still I can't quite seem to keep my thoughts pure... I have a hunger for the deviant, and a ...
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