"The Comedy Album" is the 13th and most epic Kleenex Girl Wonder record.
26 songs, covering a variety of genres, styles, and production methods, written and recorded over the course of two years, and now available on two slabs of strikingly coloured vinyl (some 'Comedy Blue,' some 'Bazooka Joke Pink').
Featuring guest production from Max Tundra, Saskrotch, and The Hood Internet, plus the usual suspects of Graham Smith, Matt LeMay and Thayer McClanahan.
Includes unlimited streaming of The Comedy Album
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
Maybe I was a jukebox in a past life
smashed by a punter with an ax to grind.
Now my slow-mo shrug thinks it's a gang sign.
Am I jaded enough? I can't decide.
In my mind I'm a shaman, the male Kim Deal.
Took a couple odd thoughts, made 'em real.
Now I'm lukewarm on the way things feel;
they say the scars will fade and the pain will heal,
A love story's just a tug boat
dragging you across a mountain
I've towed the line, so
I know the ropes.
Now I'm not one to blow smoke,
but life is no joke.
A hand job or a shoe shine:
stratifying chit chat and RSI.
I've spied with my third eye, now I'm blind.
So I'm driving back to Langley on the 495;
gonna sign on the dotted line. Lock me inside
a hyperbaric chamber ‘til the anger eats me alive.
It's fine, I do it all the time, I don't know why.
It's like suicide; you know you'll never know until you try...
I've done the math, and it sucks to be broke,
but studies show it's better than a punch in the nose.
Get what you're given and go home.
Life's not a bitch, it's a business; no joke.
Wait a minute – what about me?
A billion dollars is cool, but
what about free?
What about unmediated reality?
What about it?
I need timelines and a strategy.
Cause we get what we deserve,
when we get all amygdalic
and act programmatically.
You don't need a mask
to reenact a tragedy,
But abreaction has its consequences –
that's just gravity.
The dowager of Hunderby left out in the snow!
Write what you dream about; doubt what you know.
Cope. Hope against hope.
The end comes fast, all punchline, no joke.