Big Black - “Kerosene” (1986)
I don’t understand how it’s a heat-“wave” if the fucker never leaves. Earth is scorching, grass browning, and indoors the concrete walls sweat bullets while we worry feverishly how the cat’s doing at home right now. The mind doesn’t function quite right in this heat; hence, “Kerosene” and the allure of imminent self-immolation. There’s kerosene around, find something to do. Kerosene around, set me on fire!
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