Sex Ruins Everything - Kind of Like Spitting

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first impressions of the next day:
a hornet repeating its sting.
worn out, woke up. pull out,
pull up you think... is it
always gonna end this way? scratching names off the
phone list. is it what you
take or what we give away?
that makes your heart feel
less homeless? you've only
pushed the splinter deeper
in. another hook in your lip,
losing whatever war you've
been trying to win. a million notebooks just like yours,
full of weed and whine.
you're a character in
everybody else's short film.
You didn't have to be one in
your own life. You've only
pushed the splinter deeper
in, losing whatever war you've been trying to win.
rapid fire. gun for hire.
i hope he blows your smile away.

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Inactive 2006- early 2011. Performed in the interim with/as Blunt Mechanic. Now active again.

Kind of Like Spitting has taken a staunchly independent approach to making records and performing, releasing eight records (at latest count) on small DIY indie labels (including but not limited to Hush Records, Barsuk, and Redder Records) , and doing tours across the country in a variety of venues, from the neighborhood house party to the big rock arena. At the core of KOLS is Ben Barnett, singer/songwriter with a talent for writing gut-wrenching tales of life and love.

Ben was previously in an indie rock band called Slotcar and he also played in the original line-up of The Thermals for a while.
David J. has a solo project called Novi Split.

A new record is planned for release in January 2010 under the name Blunt Mechanic. Seattle's Barsuk will release the disc, which will be titled World Record. Barnett debuted the new band at Mississippi Studios in Portland, OR. in August 2009.

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