Psalms

by Horatio Clam

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released 30 January 2015

David Rosman - Guitar, Bass, Vocals
Joel Gullickson - Drums
Eric Chodoroff - Guitar
Nicholas Landstrom - Rhodes
Knate Carter - Vibes, Marimba, Percussion, Guitar
Luke Kuzava - Sax
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Patrick Griffin - Vocals (Sweet Seventeen)
Bryson Hansen - tapes (Hermetic Order of the Golden Clam)

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Horatio Clam Detroit, Michigan

Horatio Clam is an enigmatic, nationless vagrant. He was last seen in the company of Sheikh Zayed bin Sultan Al Nahyan, shortly after the trucial sheikhdoms' independence from Britain.

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Track Name: Sweet Seventeen (featuring LeRoy Jerome)
Dooooo, do you aim to please?
Sweet, darling will you please me?
So, you're only seventeen
A clam in the pocket is worth two in the bush.

A faint breath of wind strokes the swollen chords of your golden skin. Swirling flanges of light fracture the thin strips of amber within your Jeweled crescent eye.

May I sip from your fragrant river?
Lay you down on my bed of pearls?
Dark musk, from my eager longing
Obscures your beaming brows, in a lusty veil

Do not fear my brute calloused fingers, arcing cigarette butts into Shadowy trajectories. They will touch not your supple flesh, only your sol. For now I succumb to dreams as I watch you sleep. Your mouth slightly Agape, damp warm breath billowing gently abroad.

Brushing slowly my dry translucent fingers
Across your dainty nape, dragging my gnarled nails
Softly behind till, they catch in a subtle crevasse of skin
And digging gently into your handsome jugular

Dooo, do you aim to please?
May I dine on your chastity?
So sweet seventeen
You look so ugly when you speak
I prefer it when you sleep.
Track Name: Psalms of Clam
I see the wind, voicing branches
With fingers splayed, they scrape my window pane
Yellow throated warbler, you twitching headed fool
Laughing for hours, have you know, have you know
Have you know control?

All my long, lonely days, a voice reverberates
Appease the clam, the rest will follow

After the fall, they took my head away
It may seem small, but it's growing every day
A lightning bolt, strikes down the setting sun
Helio-graphic skull of stars, skull of stars
Skull of fucking shooting stars

All my love to the queen, and may she rule supreme
Aim to please the clam, it's so electric
Ruby chrome saxophone, turgid scales upon the throne
Sing the Psalms of Clam, sonorous rapture

Kingdom Come tip of tongue, may her reign reach to the sun

Bleary eyes turn towards the sky, radiant smile the clam abides
If you ease your mind, she shall provideth
She who keeps the mystery, nestled soundly in between
Her golden thighs, must always carry on

When the smiling mollusk erupts forth in song,
The heavens will tremble in profound ecstasy
Track Name: On a Wave
On a wave, rolling through my open mind
Sifting the sands of space and time
Lapping the soil from my wounds
And you, your salty smiles are breaking
The hole in my heart is aching
Sucking the ocean dry

Why, oh why can't I recognize the song that you sang to me
The night that we slept on the beach

Far away, you're sailing the seas of the milky way
The swirls of your hair dwarf the sun in the day
And light up the sky in the night
And your name is twirling through the ocean spray
And laughing among the smiling waves
Which dragged you screaming away

Why, oh why, can't I recognize the song that you sang to me
The night that we slept on the beach