Describing Black Moth Super Rainbow would probably be pointless, so let’s just look at some of the song titles and lyrics, because underneath the titles and vocoder and general bizarreness and analog electronics and psychedelia are some pretty great songs:
“Windshield Smasher”: “Show me the way you make my dreaming okay / you give me all I want, subliminally, in my sleep”
“Like A Sundae” : “I can see myself / Being with yourself / if the summer buzz would just wear off.”
“Hairspray Heart” : “suckin’ all the poison from a snakebite like a gummy drop / I’m just like a person with a hairspray heart.”
“Psychic Love Damage” : “your voice does this thing / and your smile could wreck me / the thought that we’d both be gone someday / tears me to pieces”
“We Burn” : “new days come around / at sundown we can change our faces / bad air all around me”
“Gangs In The Garden” : “When I look at you, you make my days seem real / you can rip me up, I’m like a orange peel / You should join our gang in the garden / Sacrifice your friends / We should be your only friends / You taste just like a gum drop / Yellow gum drops are fun / I’m the nicest of the bad ones / With my peanut butter lung.”
Black Moth Super Rainbow “Gangs in the Garden”
“The Healing Power Of Nothing”: “The healing power of nothing always felt so wrong / Healing power was something we could both feed on / Nothing works anymore, feels like it’s run its course.”
“I Think I’m Evil”: “dizzy dizzy lips so sticky tasting tasting everything lemon lemon I’m in heaven tell me tell me anything / I think I’m evil now / ‘Cause I’m already sweatin’ you out / You make me paranoid”
“Dreamsicle Bomb”: “keep me spinnin’ keep me close to your evil / dipped in glitter, turns out you’re my dreamsicle / now that I got you, my dreams are good / we can go fuck up the neighborhood”
Black Moth Super Rainbow “Dreamsicle Bomb”
“Blurring My Day”: “And the weird city girl says love me / The lawnmower girl says breathe me / There’s a fizzy little girl gettin’ nearer / And a horse-headed girl says join me / I’ll eat the flowers that you’re blowin’ in my direction / I have to say that you’re blurring my day”
“Spraypaint”: “First thing in the morning, won’t cry / Won’t eat a bunch of things to make me smile / I lied / I can’t be without you”