DeadSplinter Up! All Night: Slum Sociable. My New Favorite

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These folks are from Melbourne. I think they sound sort of Fine young Cannibal-ish, but that isn’t quite it…can you tell me who they remind you of? Of course, you can always rif off of weather, night, your new favorite, or whatever you please – this is not a themed DUAN, although it is an inquiring DUAN.

Slum Sociable, Treated Like the Weather:

Slum Sociable, All Night:

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20 Comments

  1. cant put me finger on who they mind me of…
    but  me favourite pop song is from straya


    as is one of favourite hiphop songs

    so….i guess i like straya style

    • its nice…or maybe a little bit haunting
      i dunno…. reminds me a little of a video game song i one heard..even tho they sound nothing alike


      i dont know how i got there either…..my brain works in mysterious ways

      • also just forgive me the missing words and typos
        im really fucking hopeless without edit
        (too much shit going on up there..not enough finger dextirity to keep up)
        (not that i can keep up with myself when speaking either)

  2. also in completely unrelated news…..this dude kills me


    (dont worry ill be quieter next week….probably,,,i dont really know what will happen if i try to not smoke and drink at the same time)
    anyways…everything he sings is full of feels



  3. Dealing with some really horrible shit today.  My best friend called me/woke me up and gave me the news I knew was inevitable, but didn’t want to hear.  His cancer has spread.  He has maybe three months at most.
    Some guys just don’t have much goddamned luck in life.  He seemed to be one of them especially when it came to relationships, but it never stopped him from trying though. Things took a really bad turn when he lost his parents in the span of eight months and that hit him really hard especially losing his mom to ovarian cancer.  Just when he rounded the corner mentally after that mental shit kicking some three years ago, this began.
    When this final chapter of our friendship began he knew this wasn’t going to end well.  Subconsciously, I knew too, but wanted to believe there was some hope. 
    This is how we always were.  He the pessimist who didn’t see things ending well and, me the cynic who wanted to believe there was some hope.  Maybe that’s why we were such good friends?  Sometimes he was wrong, but sometimes he was right.  This was something I wanted him to be horribly wrong about, but in the end he was horribly right.
    I’m going to miss my friend so much.  I hope he finds some peace in the time he has left.

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