You just want an excuse to dance. KOLN • Bandcamp • Lyrics This is the penultimate entry in a series of outtakes that did not make it onto the album "Damn Poets", to be released soon. (It is implied that the tracks on the album are superior to these outtakes. This is true.) If you like my songs, I would very much appreciate if you'd consider leaving your email. You will not be spammed; you will be among the first to find out when Damn Poets drops.
There was once a girl, but that was long ago. A letter to a past love, recorded in one take with four microphones. KOLN • Bandcamp • Lyrics
Apologies for my absence — again. I will be releasing an album under the moniker Kings Of Last Night this year, and I want to share with you an outtake, a B-side if you will, a sketch of a song that didn't make the album but deserves to be played on the internets. That song is "Pilot", a story of aviation, extended metaphors, the fourth wall, and disaster. External links: KOLN • Bandcamp [more inside]
I'm sorry that I've met you, but it's really not my fault.
I wrote and recorded this today - it's basically a stream-of-consciousness account of one of the stranger and more entertaining parties I've attended.
The new album is more or less finished, so I thought I'd offer you guys another sneak peek. A shoot-from-the-hip rock song - Let's drink to the things that died too soon.
We're just blowing our own horns. We're just growing our own horns.