Here Comes A Special Boy?

by Mattie Konig

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Recorded and produced from March 2016 to September 2016

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released September 24, 2016

Mattie Konig - composition, production, sequencing, keyboards, vocals, acoustic guitar, melodica, percussion, field recordings, radio, cover design
Sympolite - guitar on “Sapphalutin” and “When My Nights Were Better”
4lung - production, percussion and extra synths on "Mattie's Day At MCM"
Luke Hall - guitar on “Laugh”
Miss Phoenix - voice sample on “Amendoeira”
Tim Heidecker - voice sample on “Laugh”

Some sound effects from freesfx.co.uk

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British trans girl who makes weird multi-genre experimental music. Hi, how's it going?

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Track Name: Amendoeira
I’m going down the Algarve
(To the Amendoeira golf resort)
For a half-week of sun and sand
(In a four bedroom house with a swimming pool)

Wouldn’t you like to come down
(Heróis do mar nobre povo)
To this olive and pleasant land
(Where the sun always shines but sets fast)

But before we get there
We’ve still got to get through
All the airborne hurdles
And our flight’s departing now

I’m shopping in the Algarve
(You could stop and try the fruit from the orange groves)
But my mind is all at sea
(Or a greasy bucket of Portuguese chicken slop)

Why won’t you let me know
(You could stop at five or six stores or maybe just one)
What the hell is wrong with me
(And prepare for the words “I think she’s actually a man”)

Roadside stalls
Open air malls
Room service calls
Eighteen over par

Chapel of skulls
Sandy shores
City walls
Old rental car

All this and more
All this and less
All of this goes straight through my head
Through the cracks in my mind

Oh my Amendoeira
Farewell my Amendoeira

I’m gonna miss the Algarve
And her promise of sun and sand
I hope I come back one day
To this olive and pleasant land
Track Name: When My Nights Were Better
Every night is the same
But that same’s not so bad for me
I’ve got good friends for company
And a whole lot of fun and games

But I know I can’t live my whole life this way
And soon one day
I’ll have to move on
And when that day comes I will smile and I’ll cry
And I’ll say goodbye
To slow fading dreams
To times when it was better
When it was better
When you were better
When I was better

I’ll hold every night dear
Every word, call, and doodle trade
They’ve helped shape my identity
And they’ve helped me along the way

But I know I can’t live my whole life this way
And soon one day
I’ll have to move on
And when that day comes I will smile and I’ll cry
And I’ll sing this song
Of slow fading dreams
Of times when it was better
When it was better
When I was better
When you were better
When my nights were better
Track Name: Mattie's Day At MCM (ft. 4lung)
PART 1: The Convention

There’s a sense of apprehension as the DLR takes me east
Through the reclaimed docks and yards and past the gleaming island towers
There’s a dozen hyped up faces pressed against the window pane
Spilling out and up the stairs and past the blue glass pyramid

Now’s the time for our kind to celebrate
All the things that bring us together
Now’s the time for our kind to convene
At the place where all our dreams come alive

There’s a thousand costumed figures in a cramped and airless hall
Milling round to browse the stalls and meet their idols at their tables
There’s a thousand angry voices screaming bad words in my head
And behind me there’s one more that’s saying please could we slow down

Now’s the time for us to commiserate
All the things that make us look bad
Garbage on the lawn
People sneaking in
Getting unsolicited glomp attacks

There’s the REDs and there’s the BLUs and there’s that ginger mystery gal
There’s the robots fish and goats and over there’s a talking flower
There’s a clumsy space marine and there’s a dozen mercs with mouths
There’s a representative for every fandom that exists
Yes all our dreams are dying

PART 2: The Realisation

Covent Garden was lovely that time of year
Mimes in the plaza
Mirrors on the wall

And a blue haired kid
Mantra headed
Over and over

I don’t want to be a boy

PART 3: The Jubilation

Take a leaf out of my book and stumble round the Camden markets mind-a-blink and nothing bought ‘cos all the bloody stalls were closing anyway ‘cos I arrived TOO FUCKIN’ LATE

Take a leaf out of my book and shave yer tum and legs and arms and wear a dress and slap a TERF because she probably had it fuckin’ going for her, didn’t she, THEY ALL DO

Now’s the time for me to appreciate
All the things that make me feel good
Kisses on the neck
Flowers on my shirt
Friends who call me sweetheart, girl, and she/her/hers

Now’s the time for us to appreciate
All the things that make us feel cute
Hair below the neck
Shoulders sticking wide
None of that a drag to femininity
Track Name: Laugh
I laughed when 'chelle’s dress made Stephen go all sour
I laughed when Hennity closed the bureau for an hour
I laughed when David sang of girls from outer space
I laughed when Medibot fucked up Jack Morgan’s face

Humour
I like a bit of humour
I love a bit of humour
I like to have a laugh

Oh humour
Can’t live without humour
Can’t smile without humour
What use is life if I don’t get to laugh

I laugh at dorky puns and upper case words
I laugh at callbacks to things you’ve never heard of
I laugh at nonsense stuff like cream of those snish
I laugh at running gags retold by junkbinch

Humour
I like a bit of humour
I love a bit of humour
I like to have a laugh

Oh humour
Can’t live without humour
Can’t smile without humour
What use is life if I don’t get to laugh

͡I͠’l͢l͘ laug̸h̸ i͡f I ̷e̶s͡cape̕ ̸t́ḩę s̕o͞urc͜e ͜óf al͏l̷ ͏my wo҉es҉
I͡’ll͝ ͘la̸u̴g͢h ̸i̕f͞ I҉’̧m ̷f͞reed f͡ro͜m ̵th͏e ͡c̷lu҉t̸ch̡ès ͢o̶f ́my̸ ͏f̕ơe̸s̀
I’҉l̷l ͢l͝aúg͡h҉ ҉i̛f͜ ͞t҉hose w̨h̀o’̧v͢e͜ ̀hu͠r͢ţ me m̷eét a ́g̶r͠is҉l͢y̨ ͞e͞nd
͢I’͡l͠l̷ ̡l̢augh i̸f k̕har͏m̴a͟ stri͏ke̴s t͢h́o͘şe t̛oxic f͢òrmer͜ ͝f̷r͟ieņd̛s
Track Name: Sign O)))
What will be
If I don’t lower my hand
And bring life to the lines

Will it be
That I don’t find my friend
Or bring light to his life

Who will be
That friend won’t have the end
I bring now to this life

It’s absurd
How it has governed my ways
For half a decade

It’s no crime
But it’s still stigmatised
Unfairly all the time

It’s not right
You’ve got it all mixed up
They’re not the same thing

Do you see the risk involved if you go this way
How you see things will change
Never the same again

Once you start you won’t have time to stop or restart
Even if you say no
No way in no way out

Doing this could be the worst mistake you make
Never the same again
No way in no way out

Don’t feel bad
You did nothing wrong

It’s ok
I did nothing wrong

I shouldn’t see
Box toppers for the life of me
Box toppers to the right of me

FLESH STRETCHING GUT AND MEAT TO FLESH.
MEAT STRETCHING LEG AND FLESH TO MEAT.
FLESH STRETCHING ARM AND MEAT TO FLESH.
MEAT STRETCHING BREAST AND FLESH TO MEAT.
FLESH STRETCHING FACE AND MEAT TO FLESH.
MEAT STRETCHING CHIN AND FLESH TO MEAT.
AND STRETCH AND RIP AND TEAR.

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Who’s got the useless hands
Who’s got the vacant face
Who’s got the dirty chins
Who’s got the idle mind

Keep it away from me
Don’t let my friendos see
EXS24 Dump

SHE WITH THE USELESS HANDS
HE WITH THE VACANT FACE
SHE WITH THE DIRTY CHINS
HE WITH THE IDLE MIND

WHY WOULD THEY GO THIS FAR
NEVER THE SAME AGAIN
NO WAY IN NO WAY OUT

Comparison dodgeball go for a run nice day nod and a wink oh gosh what happened to me door stuck please I beg you

I’m not so strong

I’m not so strong

I’m not so strong

Enabler
Clothes with no bodies
No bodies

I shared confessions
To the right of me

But no bodies
From toe to tip
No bodies

But
I will not take this one
To the bank

Here at last your motley parliament of traitors
Lose the keys to their keij
No way in no way out

Sprawled supine on thrones of hippinite and gold
Lords of their crooked realm
Never the same again

Magic straws on dirty floors and virus twenty
No way in no way out
Never the same again

Don’t feel bad
You’re not one of them

It’s ok
I’m not one of them

I never thought
Box toppers were the life in me
Box toppers were the fight in me

FLESH STRETCHING BEAK AND MEAT TO FLESH.
MEAT STRETCHING TUFT AND FLESH TO MEAT.
FLESH STRETCHING GAPE AND MEAT TO FLESH.
MEAT STRETCHING CREST AND FLESH TO MEAT.

We've got rags on sticks

This time
I'll spare
Tolya

This time
I'll spare
Toby

This time
I'll spare
Sophia

This time
I'll spare
Sally

RUIN YOUR OWN DAMN DAY
Track Name: New Sisters
Feels like life has dealt you a losing card
When the life you’re given is all wrong
Feels like no one sees who you really are
No one lets you sing your own song

They’ll say you’ll always stay
The way they raised you since you were born
But fuck them, they don’t define you
So take their outdated standards and leave them behind you

Come on gal, don’t be shy
Now’s your time to shine, shine bright
Take a breath, say it loud
You’re gonna sing your song and sing it proud
Wear the pink white and blue
You’re gonna rock that look
You’re gonna show the world the gal you’re meant to be
New sisters

Now you’ve found you’re not who they thought you were
There’s a better you and she’s coming soon
Now you’ve got to hold on a little more
’Til you burst away from from that cocoon

They’ll say it’s just a phase
They’ll make excuses to hold you back
But fuck them, they can’t control you
So take their cliched assumptions and leave them behind you

Come on gal, don’t be shy
Now’s your time to shine, shine bright
Take a breath, say it loud
You’re gonna sing your song and sing it proud
Wear the pink white and blue
You’re gonna rock that look
You’re gonna show the world the gal you’re meant to be
New sisters

It’s not over yet
We cannot forget
The ones we lost on this dangerous path

If you’re not safe
Try to escape
And may you rest easy, sleep, eat, and pass

All this and more
All this and less
That’s all I want for those girls

They’ll say you’re not a real one
They want their hatred to push you down
But fuck them, they stand below you
So take their spite fear and anger and leave them behind you

You’re a new sister
You’re no phoney gal
You are beautiful
You’re no freak or foe
You are here to fight
You’re not here to die
You're gonna take a stand and show them who you are
Track Name: False Flyer With Wings
I’m so so sorry
Just let me make my point
And hear me out for I meant no harm
I never wanted to hurt another soul

Or make them scared or
Make them uncomfortable
Or make them think I had bad intentions
But it’s too late and I know what’s done is done

So please if you think I’m funny or kind or a sweetheart then steer clear and make sure I don’t pull you into my own little world

You’ve got to fly
And I’m a false flyer with wings

I’m so so sorry
Just mark me damaged goods
And store me safely up in the attic
Where I’m not able to hurt another soul

Or lay me down
Before the 22
Or throw me into the Thames or Exe
Or dome the park and fly me into the sun

But please if you think I’m too good to wither away then you thought wrong ‘cos I’m not the one you should focus your energies on just be kind to yourself and fly

You’re not a false flyer with wings

I’m not so sorry
Why should I make my point
When you’re the ones who have taken umbrage
With my desire to live the way I need

To tell the truth
When all is said and done
I won’t need anyone in my life
You’ll only try and conspire to make it worse

I’m not so sorry
But I am damaged goods
No normal person would have a mind
Clogged up with railways and birds and pretty skirts

For what it’s worth
When this song’s sung and done
I know you’ll find me all bloody throated
Dead in the bog of my humid Glasney dorm

So please if you think I need help or matter then kindly fuck off ‘cos I know you’re just lying and I need to stop my wing clippers from spreading ‘cos you’ve got to fly you’ve got to fly you’ve got to fly you’ve got to fly you’ve got to fly you’ve got to fly you’ve got to fly you’ve got to fly

Sorry
I’ve just had a bad night
Life’s not as bad as this song makes it seem

Sorry
I just had to vent
But now I’m fine and now I can move on

I can tell myself it’s all OK
I know I’ll fly
I’m just a bad liar who sings

Here Comes A Special Girl