So very much love this gal's voice, musical playing ability, her arraingements, creativity, tone, sound, and her words...because yes i do want my face grabbed and shouted at.
"I Magnesium Ballon... razor blade mustard conflagrating satellite in ruin, above my neck... in need of repairs, to stop the tears from collecting a pool I drown in, heck...bring the clown in... laugh when he suffocates sound in... I Magnesium Balloon... let the ghost take my hand... turn her head and smile on the way to world of the damned... I'm inside that crumpled can on the floor of graffiti broken glass... Wetherhill war land... no yellow brick road strand- you did walk past... but felt a chill... no synthetic pill will cure... crash waved for shore jam - I Magnesium Balloon... ask not what I do for the grave... but what the grave do for me... cover me with blue in the white room TV cartoon... my Indian breaks free... over the hill, far away to the red tide of the New beach... shaman danced seaweed... untangled the soul free- I Magnesium Balloon... let me go back to factory memories of the old world... bouncing ball and grabbing jacks... textiles blowing, blood and sweat flowing wind whirls... drafty shack olley olley oxen free- pull me from the black, up from black ice... no use for dice- the strings now attached, the seizure makes a crack- I hurt, I hurt... open up the doors and clean the dirty synapse- I Magneisum Balloon... let the Crystal Hearse burst with flowers... Kool aid verse velvet tower... quench my thirst with dreams no hour- the fire is gone... the embers remain... the ragtime is over... I never had power... no one's insane'- I Magnesium Balloon"
So very much love this gal's voice, musical playing ability, her arraingements, creativity, tone, sound, and her words...because yes i do want my face grabbed and shouted at.
she is so under rated - a true one off -
Almost finished reading Rat Girl. Have many of Kristin's and Muses albums. She's one of my favorites.
Thanks for the very short film.
That was everything I ever wanted. Thank you.
I always loved your way. Thank you my dear girl.
✨🌞🌙🌎🌬️
Brilliant songwriter and guitarist. Love her interaction with followers on Twitter.
Great film!
Thank you Kristin for all this feeling (fill in) ;-)
Amazing. Thank you.
She is so..ULTIMATE but so understated. There is nothing like her in life. Not in mine anyway
Also, I should say this was so well filmed and produced. Thank you for that!
Always amazing.
A must read ! Rat Girl ! 🐀 👧 ! 😎
Wonderful woman
"Do you want your face grabbed and shouted at?"
Musically? Yes. *Please*. I miss it so much.
She's still around!!
@@seanmcgillis8608 I know. But that's not the point. I miss music where they grab your hair and shout in your face. It's so scarce now.
@@BenZoet gotcha, it can be harder to find. I thought you thought Kristin specifically wasn't in the scene anymore 😂
Love her to bits
Should be a rock history doc/movie about TM etc. Featuring TD, Kim pixies etc such as fascinating story and rock history lesson
Love .
beautiful
Hersh is the bomb. Best rock vocalist period.
Wow!
That was perfect
The abandoned carriage house at the point in Newport.
"The Bells"
"I Magnesium Ballon... razor blade mustard conflagrating satellite in ruin, above my neck... in need of repairs, to stop the tears from collecting a pool I drown in, heck...bring the clown in... laugh when he suffocates sound in... I Magnesium Balloon... let the ghost take my hand... turn her head and smile on the way to world of the damned... I'm inside that crumpled can on the floor of graffiti broken glass... Wetherhill war land... no yellow brick road strand- you did walk past... but felt a chill... no synthetic pill will cure... crash waved for shore jam - I Magnesium Balloon... ask not what I do for the grave... but what the grave do for me... cover me with blue in the white room TV cartoon... my Indian breaks free... over the hill, far away to the red tide of the New beach... shaman danced seaweed... untangled the soul free- I Magnesium Balloon... let me go back to factory memories of the old world... bouncing ball and grabbing jacks... textiles blowing, blood and sweat flowing wind whirls... drafty shack olley olley oxen free- pull me from the black, up from black ice... no use for dice- the strings now attached, the seizure makes a crack- I hurt, I hurt... open up the doors and clean the dirty synapse- I Magneisum Balloon... let the Crystal Hearse burst with flowers... Kool aid verse velvet tower... quench my thirst with dreams no hour- the fire is gone... the embers remain... the ragtime is over... I never had power... no one's insane'- I Magnesium Balloon"