He takes a very dim view of all our futile regrets New wave coming soon yeah, you’re gonna need to make plans I try to keep up to date wash dirty hands I don’t want you to get all covered in paintīut now the likes and the views the feeds and the news Just show me the work and I’ll copy and paste This raw material is nowhere near as ethereal as you think Absent friends take a bow here we go now here we go nowĭarling, make it cool and make it daring, darlingĪpparently, we’re getting there apparently, we’re getting thereįifteen minutes of fame the old Warhol cliché was I turn my gaze away I don’t know what to say Grayson my confession sits with the high priest of all the misfitsĪrtefacts of isolation for your considerationĮvery connection every reflection every rejection every hope We can turn back time we can cry a river. We can paint is soy sauce and we can sculpt in mud Recycle remodel re make reconfigure Lets make art Grayson let’s make new stuff

To share in the delights of broken kilns and a teddy bear called Alan The potter’s wheel of fortune spins and you invite us in We all need a little more art in our life Oh Grayson alone upon a screen, swiping and skyping, suspended in a dreamĪs Mo Tucker beats the loving drum of human kindness Everybody freezes Time to change those dreary clothes dig out the strobesĪnd there’s Drella, the Pittsburgh Cinderella who made everyone slippers for the ballĪnd Damian that devil kid who sells you coloured pills from beneath a coffin lid Grayson let’s do this thing art is like a wheel spin On the village green and all because you bailedĪll I ever wanted from you was heavy metal You can put the speaker on the windowsill Rothko Rothko Rothko Rothko Rothko Rothko Rothko Rothko Rothko Rothko Rothko RothkoĪnd nothing’s changed that time won’t allow Says there’s only so much you take in my friend He’ll be glad when the show comes to an end If you stare at these things for long enoughĮvery canvass has a number but not a nameĮverything you assumed to be right is wrong

Golden Gate fold sacred hill side Amoeba Records before the greats diedĬome on over if you want to take a swim you know you know I like to watch you dive gracefully into the water I’d like to think you put the poster back, after I leftĪnd every once in a while, when you walk pastĭavid Hockney in 67 says he died, he died and went heavenĪll those paintings live on forever, but this was the one keeping us together Hang out with the kids do what it is you need to So, we took it down to get it all cleaned upįootball in the park walking by the Severn Gracefully in the water and make a bigger splash

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