Recycled

RECYCLED (D A D G B E, capo 4)

Fuzzy, it’s almost funny. Some things really bug me (out).

Thinking, thinking of running. Some things never happen.

How can I believe anything now? Everything I thought I knew just sold its house.

Sitting in boxes, sitting in the driveway. There is nothing to catch me now.

 

Cloudy, I want to lie down. The sun falls but always finds its feet.

Shaking, it’s windy again. Taking everything back.

How can I believe anything to be true? The centre of my heart just split into two.

I’m sorry I don’t want to have dinner with either of you.

You don't need to swim upstream

YOU DON’T NEED TO SWIM UPSTREAM (D A D G B D, capo 1)

You don’t need to swim upstream. You can turn around and come along with me.

You don’t need to swim upstream.

 

You don’t need to wonder why. I’ve been here the whole time.

You don’t need to worry why.

 

You don’t need me to tell you. You already know exactly what to do.

You don’t need me to tell you.

Goodbye gorgeous girl

GOODBYE GORGEOUS GIRL (D A D G B E)

Goodbye gorgeous girl, I am leaving now. I hope you don’t get cold as the sun goes down. There’s biscuits in the bowl and I left the tunnel out.

 

Goodbye gorgeous girl, I’ll be back home soon. I hope you don’t miss me as much as I’ll miss you. I hope you think of me when you look up at the moon.

 

When the wind dies down and the sky goes pink, I watch the stars come out and wonder what you think. I wonder where you are you now, I wonder what you’re doing.

 

Goodbye gorgeous girl, I love you so much. When the sun stands on the sea it feels like we almost touch. When I jangle my keys at the door I know you’ll rush.

Aubergine [Directed and animated by LOVEDAVID]

 The Brioche Breeze is proud to share Yev Kassem's latest single, Aubergine, featuring a video directed and animated by LOVEDAVID:

Aubergine is the second single from Yev's upcoming album, Bright Death, which is out on 26 August. Preorder Bright Death here.

Bright Death is accompanied by a short story of the same name. You can read part one here.

Bright Death - part one

Bright Death - part one

 

is this it? really? this? is death?

He shades his eyes. Very bright.

Ali Smith

 

Death is this huge, bright thing, and the bigger and brighter it is, the more we have to drive ourselves crazy thinking about things.

Haruki Marukami

 

These are the paths, the bright and dark,

Deemed as eternal in this world;

By the one he goes and ne’er returns,

By the other he comes back again.

The Bhagavadgita

 

//

 

I’m flying down the private access road. Feathers ruffling in the wind; a bullet in boardshorts. These two wheels, rusty chain and matte black frame have taken me everywhere I’ve ever needed to go. With sleep in my eye, the sun is just beginning to climb its way up the sky. Cicadas chirp as the bush goes by - a green and brown blur.

 

I’m trying to remember the dream I had this morning. I’d forgotten to write it down in my rush to get out the door, grabbing my bike before I could think of an excuse to stay in bed.

 

In my dream I was sitting around a campfire, on the edge of a cliff overlooking the ocean. Hands was there, drinking water from an old plastic bottle and eating an orange. He was my footy coach in juniors and taught me more about the world than anyone else.

 

Hands died a year ago.

 

There was a girl by the campfire, too. I didn’t recognise her, but she was beautiful. She had big brown eyes and hair tied hastily in a high ponytail. No one said a word. The three of us just sat there, looking out from our eyrie into the night. 

 

When I woke up in my room, it took a while to find my bearings. It felt like everything had slightly shifted.

 

//

 

In these early morning moments, the sky a milky blue speckled with the last remaining stars, I imagine the sun and moon as shift workers. The sun is fresh, ready to start another big day; the moon in a jovial mood having knocked off and keen to hang around for a chat. They go through this routine every morning; the moon launching into tedious stories about the tides, the sun wanting to punch the clock and get on with the day. The changing of the guard of the night.

 

The moon is rambling about the Big Dipper when I hit the pothole. My front tyre catches in the cavity, making a right angle against the frame and sending me flying over the handlebars. It happens too quickly to shut my eyes. The coarse gravel road below is cold and grey. Cicada song grows louder in my head, a crescendo of intensity as I tumble through the thin morning air. Isn’t it too early for them to be singing? I realise I’ve never thought about how cicadas make their sound. They’re so ingrained in my world I’ve never questioned it. Right now, their chirps are tiny pins pricking my brain.

 

It only takes a few seconds to realise I haven’t hit the ground yet. In fact, I’m higher up than when I began to fall. The road below me is a small snake, slithering its way towards the ocean. I’m not falling anymore. I’m soaring.

 

Suspended over the water, I see schools of colourful fish. Pods of dolphins surfing and wrestling like puppy dogs. Coal ships making their way along the horizon. Impressed on the ocean below is a shadow. I see two huge wings and a tail. It mirrors my every move, effortlessly gliding over the water. I can’t tell if it’s following me or if I’m following it.

 

The day’s first surfers are paddling out at the main beach. Lights in kitchens are flicking on. The town is slowly waking up. I wonder if anyone sees me up here, hovering in my boardshorts. It’s not cold, but not warm either. I don’t feel good or bad; worried or excited. I’m suspended between two worlds. Precariously perched between night and day. The sun and the moon. And then I fall.

 

Bright Death is out on 26 August. Preorder it here.

Thankyou, I know

THANKYOU, I KNOW (E A D G B E)

Thankyou, I know. My heart is full enough today. It’s cold in the house but warm in the sun. I’ll go where I need to be.

There’s not a cloud to be seen. And I feel like I can see everything. It feels like I am remembering.

Today I don’t have to do anything. I’m going to sit in this chair all day.

 

I know today is similar but not the same. And it makes sense now.

They say better out than in. But it’s warmer in than out.

I don’t know what the fuck they’re talking about.

 

Cars fly up and down our street. From the backyard I hear everything.

From this warm chair I see what I need. 360 degrees.

Make my bed and I’ll make yours. I’m getting up now just because.

Because the world is spinning further every day. I’m just trying to get enough today.

 

Thankyou, I know.

Thankyou, I know.

Thankyou, I know.

Tell me when you leave

TELL ME WHEN YOU LEAVE (E A D G B E)

TELL ME WHEN YOU LEAVE (AGAIN) (D G D G B E, capo 1)

I don’t know.

I am sure.

Don’t ask me.

Tell me when you leave.

You're redhot

YOU’RE REDHOT (E A D G B E)

You’re redhot but not in a good way. Take a step back and you’ll notice the difference.

Check yourself, don’t be so sure. Don’t make your bed before you wake up.

 

You’re unhinged and the wind is gusty. There’s holes in the screen and your bolts are rusty.

Each direction holds a choice. Don’t lock your door until everyone’s home.

 

You’re redhot and I am burning. You’re straight ahead but the world is turning.

You’re unhinged and I am too. I’m just trying not to slam into you.

I definitely will

I DEFINITELY WILL (E A D G B E)

Not only letting go, I’m going away. As if a thread of light would suddenly appear. As if my bed at night was exempt from all charges. Not thinking of the world I would leave behind.

 

Now that I’m letting go I’m floating away. And K-town told me that I might sink. But K-town told me that I definitely can’t quit. And I definitely won’t.

 

I hope I’m good. And I hope being good is enough. And I hope I don’t wake up wondering: Where have I been?

 

Now that I’m letting go I know what it means. But I don’t think you do. Because if you did you wouldn’t want me to.

 

And letting go means letting go. It might take a while; it might take ages. But when I’m alone I just hope I will float and all I can do is believe I will. And I definitely will.

 

I definitely will.

Undying

UNDYING (E A D G B E)

Just enough. Just in time. Just asking.

No problem. No worries. No one can tell.

I fell through a crack in the footpath. It felt like I was undying.

 

I’m trying. I’m hiding under that rock.

I’m asking. I’m leaving under a bright star.

I landed at the foot of a gateway. A woman as tall as a tree whispered my name.

She lifted me up so I could see. Then sent me home.

 

A whisper like lightning. A shoelace untying.

I’m coming, I’m trying. It feels like I’m undying.

Let's disappear

LET’S DISAPPEAR (E A D G B E)

How could I not want to be with you? Face to the sky holding a tissue.

How could I not fixate on the difference? A hole in the earth. A cupboard in the kitchen.

I felt the razorblades fall from the sky just like you said they would.

 

Where could we be except where they found us? A crowded carpark. Asleep in the ocean.

And suddenly nothing made a difference. But something had shifted. An unmeasurable distance.

I felt the blades of grass below your feet, your knees, your rosy cheeks. And I wondered: would I ever have to say anything?

 

And I wondered: would I ever have to speak again?

To understand the falls, the burns, the scrapes, the tears.

Let’s close our mouths and disappear.

Let’s close our mouths and disappear.

Just enough grass

JUST ENOUGH GRASS (D G D G B E, capo 1)

I cannot remember. I did not see anything. Must have been a mistake, I guess.

You must not have bothered. I don’t think it’s here nor there. I’m not looking for more problems.

But I know if we could find them in the most unlikely place. Like a star among the clouds, a tear running down the most beautiful face.

 

I had a dream there was just enough grass for us to sit down and wait.

I saw a wave. There was just enough light to watch it stand up and break.

But I know if we could ride it and be carried away. We could wake up feeling worse or wake up feeling glad; It’s just a choice to make.

 

Like a tree about to fall down, shaking in the wind. A bird outside our window singing like an angel.

Running through the streets and filling all the potholes.

Like a wave about to smash us. Hold your breath, I’ve got mine. Meet me in the dark. There is just enough light.

There is just enough grass and just enough blue sky. Just enough of us and just enough time.

There is just enough grass and just enough blue sky.

There is just enough of us and just enough time.

Long Nite live in Stanwell Park during extreme weather event (ft princess peach)

 

Just enough blue sky

JUST ENOUGH BLUE SKY (E A D G B E, capo3)

It wasn’t a perfect day; it didn’t have to be. The clouds hung low and grey on the water like an old bed sheet.

The ocean was dark and choppy. I thought I might’ve seen a shark out past the breakers.

But there was just enough blue sky for the sun to poke through.

 

The wind was fresh but steady. I thought if I’m not ready now then I’ll never be.

The sand was cold and my feet were numb. But there was just enough blue sky to catch the sun.

 

It licked my skin and wrapped itself around my bones. Like it was the first time the sun had ever shone. And I couldn’t help but laugh.

 

Because it wasn’t a perfect day but it didn’t have to be. There was just enough blue sky.

I'm letting go

I’M LETTING GO (E A D G B E)

I’m letting go, I’m drifting away. There is nothing to do and nothing to say.

I’m not giving up but I’m giving in. It is time to let somebody else try to win.

 

I’m heading out like a boat on the sea. Like a star in the sky, I’ve got nowhere to be.

I’m not done yet but I’ve done my best. It is time to let love take care of the rest.

1000 rainbow lorikeets (2)

1000 RAINBOW LORIKEETS (2) (D G D F# B E)

A thousand rainbow lorikeets flew across the sky. A thousand shadows on the beach with nowhere else to be.

And everyone around agreed it was a beautiful day. As a thousand rainbow lorikeets flew away.

 

A thousand rainbow lorikeets melt into the night. Like a thousand candles on the beach.

And everyone just fell asleep exactly where they lay. Like a thousand rainbow lorikeets.

 

And everyone around agreed it was time to leave our nests. But no one had the nerve to go first.

Exploding blue and red and green. Illuminating faces I had never seen. While the sky silently lit up like fireworks.

 

As 1000 rainbow lorikeets gracefully depart. On a smooth but curved trajectory somewhere in our hearts.

Somewhere deep within the darkness is a love that we can harness.

As we fly towards the sunset.

1000 rainbow lorikeets

1000 RAINBOW LORIKEETS (D G D F# B E)

A thousand rainbow lorikeets flew across the sky. A thousand shadows on the beach with nowhere else to be.

And everyone around agreed it was a beautiful day. As a thousand rainbow lorikeets flew away.

 

A thousand rainbow lorikeets melt into the night. Like a thousand candles on the beach.

And everyone just fell asleep exactly where they lay. Like a thousand rainbow lorikeets.

Right now to realise

RIGHT NOW TO REALISE (D G D F# B E, capo 1)

I woke up and everyone had been forgiven. Born from blame, I just had to lift my feet.

Softly now, down the river, sunshine unimpeded. Dancing on the ripples.

And I will watch as the world turns.

 

When heaviness rises like a mist on the sea. And you just be happen to be there.

When the morning grows wings and brings us into the day. It’s just a choice to make.

As you watch the world go turning round. But it won’t go on without you.

So, softly we go down the river. The water is clear as the sky ahead. We only need right now to realise.

Another new sunset

ANOTHER NEW SUNSET (D G D F# B E, capo 1)

Not lost, I’ll be something else.

Not cross, I’ll be where I said.

 

Hot clouds pour down on my face.

Got out just in time to get away.

As another new sunset bursts into the sky.

If this is the last chance I get I may as well try.

 

Only felt like the end of the world.

Surely we won’t be spared the fury.

As another new sunset melts into the night.

If this is the last chance we let’s not let it pass us by.

As another new sunset.

Another new sunset.

 

Not found, not gone, not left for dead.

Not forgiven, not spared.

Not found, gone.

Not bad, not mad anymore.