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My Favorite Year

from Berliners by Surprise Flapjacks

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What do they look like in California? What do they look like in New York? I knew what I looked like in Carolina and it wasn't gonna find me work.

What do they look like in Patagonia? How do they look in Tokyo? She had a face like 18th Century justice, or the logo of a studio.

I was a sweaty runt at 11. I was a chump at 22. I made the jump when I turned 27 -- in a year I wouldn't have a clue.

She used to work in a bar called Heaven. She licked the salt off all our chins. She said, "Hey man, no offense -- go read a book or something." I did 34 somersaults, gave her a look or something. I knew how to do that then.

There's a kiss that follows me like a demon hunts a sinner in a conga line, when she tasted like the memory of the winter, like a kingdom in a glass of wine.

She told me with all the mirth of a surgeon that her power was to make men grieve. I would sacrifice to her a thousand virgins, but I'm not inclined to disagree.

I think she finally split when I told her she was getting too old to enjoy dancing like a Pisces to Justin and Britney, trying to hook a Real American Boy. Last I saw her, she was standing on the sidewalk like a missile waiting to deploy.

To hear them tell it, I tried to race my kidneys to the bottom of a wishing well. I woke up face-down and walletless in Sydney and it hit me that I wished me well.

We only could have met that year, that's clear -- I had that timing of a perfect joke. I was riding such a roll, I could've strolled into the Vatican and kissed the pope.

What do they look like a 67? How do they look at 83?
I know what she's looked like in my head, various hours of the century.
I know what she's looked like in my head, the oddest hours of the century.

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from Berliners, released September 29, 2011

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Surprise Flapjacks Durham, North Carolina

Surprise Flapjacks makes music about communists, existential crises, zombies, and lovesickness (and, of course, zombie lovesickness). The Carrboro and Durham-based five-piece creates melodic, energetic pop awash in sugary hooks and group harmonies, shot through with nervous surrealism, and tempered with submerged melancholy. ... more

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