judges' houses

from lights out for terf island by w/trem

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TV talent contests have become incrementally more cruel, gladiatorial, and fetishistic about the arbitrary power of those who gatekeep their fantasies of wealth and status. Perhaps not worth caring about in itself, but symptomatic of something.

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Studio lights, leather armrests
A mother comes to plead
The basilisks hear her entreaty
impassively

Close-up on tongue flicking over dry lips
A finger taps a knee
Drum roll and now here’s the verdict
It’s a die in a ditch, from me

Judges’ houses, always so tasteless
look out across a shining sea
My desires are terrible and shapeless
Sing for me, oh, sing your heart out for me

Some kindnesses are more
than we can afford
Go back whence you came
before we get bored

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from lights out for terf island, released November 22, 2021

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Music made by Dominic Fox between 1997 and 2007, plus new (2020-) material

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