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Matt Waters is a singer-songwriter from New York City. His songs range from character studies of the contemporary American to intimate explorations of love. A writer of fiction, he attempts to meld the musical and literary realms through detailed lyricism. He has been particularly inspired by the likes of Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen, Billy Corgan, Mike Scott, Isaac Brock, David Bowie, Tupac Shakur, Elliott Smith, Patti Smith, Nicole Atkins, Damien Rice and Bruce Springsteen. As a guitar player he’s influenced by the progressions of John Lennon and George Harrison. The lyrics to his song Aurora were published in the March 2017 issue of American Songwriter Magazine. An essay about being a performance artist called A Moment of Honesty was published in Guernica in May 2016.

Show Do Tell: A Reading Series & Art Review Matt Waters

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Matt Waters is a singer-songwriter from New York City. His songs range from character studies of the contemporary American to intimate explorations of love. A writer of fiction, he attempts to meld the musical and literary realms through detailed lyricism. He has been particularly inspired by the likes of Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen, Billy Corgan, Mike Scott, Isaac Brock, David Bowie, Tupac Shakur, Elliott Smith, Patti Smith, Nicole Atkins, Damien Rice and Bruce Springsteen. As a guitar player he’s influenced by the progressions of John Lennon and George Harrison. The lyrics to his song Aurora were published in the March 2017 issue of American Songwriter Magazine. An essay about being a performance artist called A Moment of Honesty was published in Guernica in May 2016.

    streetlight - demo

    streetlight - demo

    Streetlight

    Oh streetlight
    Under starlight
    Guide me
    Home tonight

    Stranded
    On 1st Avenue
    And my only way to 8th
    Is on these old shoes

    Just passed
    Beth Israel
    I’m not convinced
    I’m completely miserable

    Bought your
    EP
    And there’s a tinfoil pizza
    In Queens awaiting me

    Third draft
    In too deep
    But when I get home
    The neighborhood’s asleep

    And who needs a life raft
    When you’ve got a good buoy?
    I can only live the life
    Which feels true to me
    If there’s no time
    There’s no time
    Which is yours or mine

    By sunlight
    The streetlight
    Is godlike
    From its omniscient height

    And the stage in
    The Map Room
    Is occupied by ghosts
    That could never breakthrough


    I take
    Attendance
    Circle a bubble
    To confirm a child’s existence

    Tell me
    How to reach you
    While minding deliverance
    Is beyond my purview

    Everyone wants
    An answer
    As if it would be the same
    For each and every one of them

    And who needs innocence
    Compared with the variety of
    Experience
    I’d bet your life stays the same
    Whether you are one of the few
    Hearing this
    If there’s a streetlight
    There’s starlight
    There’s a beautiful, original
    One-of-a-kind
    Mind

    • 4 min
    a moment or two - demo

    a moment or two - demo

    A Moment or Two

    Upon your balcony
    You see me

    Tender evening’s intimacy
    Embodies mercy

    In a servant’s disguise you flee
    Into me

    These sad things
    Killed our passion with love
    A quelled candle in a sleeping tomb
    Where flies one lost dove
    For a moment or two


    Our warring families
    Write no treaties

    Caressing in summer’s heat
    Down our dark streets

    Lovers have privacy
    When the city sleeps

    These sad things
    Killed our passion with love
    A quelled candle in a sleeping tomb
    Where flies one lost dove
    For a moment or two

    Returned to your property
    Because you have to be

    An appointment with an apothecary
    He charges a flat fee

    There should be two moons above the sea
    Like your eyes are twin suns to me

    These sad things
    Killed our passion with love
    A quelled candle in a sleeping tomb
    Where flies one lost dove
    For a moment or two

    • 5 min
    Sunday Planes Demo

    Sunday Planes Demo

    Sunday Planes

    Sunday planes
    Flying low
    Through your hair
    Soft and slow
    We are alive
    Let’s take a ride

    Absurdity
    Sing to me
    There’s still an ambulance
    Waiting for me
    Beyond another
    Dreamt summer

    And should we part
    Without a goodbye
    Know you were more than enough
    For a reason why
    My faithful skeptic
    For the rest of it

    I’ll find the sweetness between
    Optimism and delirium
    In an empire on its knees
    No longer high on helium
    Without an identity
    Beyond the taught and bought
    Upon the cereal stained textbook page
    Describing the battles we fought

    Sunday brain
    Power-saving mode
    I’ve stopped seeing birds
    Flying alone
    In the blue Queens sky
    Of our collective mind

    Ghosts in the street
    Serenade me
    I’m only writing prayers
    No more prophecy
    Of the mercurial light
    Only redefined night

    Ambitions fade
    Seasons leave
    The flowers grow again
    Before the dirt can grieve
    In a clearing by the sea
    Where you once held me

    I’ll lean on the abstract read
    Of my most contradictory components
    I have little use for attention seeking
    ‘Nor fetishizing aloneness
    If that passes for dignity
    Then hell, sign me up
    I’m always somewhere in the multiverse
    Singing about love

    • 4 min
    Show Do Tell at the NYC Poetry Festival: Featuring Brendan Lorber, Amy Barone & Aaron Poochigian

    Show Do Tell at the NYC Poetry Festival: Featuring Brendan Lorber, Amy Barone & Aaron Poochigian

    The Show Do Tell Reading Series made a one-day return at Governor’s Island for the New York City Poetry Festival. I’m definitely hoping to get the series going again in a more consistent format by 2022 (or before!). But until then this lovely summer day with three extremely talented readers and my amazing fiancé recording the reading will have to do. I could not have done a facsimile of our standard format without Brendan, Amy and Aaron being awesome collaborators. Hope you enjoy!


    Brendan Lorber is a poet, prose writer, and editor who lives in a little castle on the highest geographic point in Brooklyn, across from the Green-Wood Cemetery. Over two decades in the making, his first full-length book just came out. It’s called If this is paradise why are we still driving? and is published by the Subpress Collective. He’s also written several chapbooks, most recently Unfixed Elegy and Other Poems (Butterlamb) He’s appeared in the American Poetry Review, Fence, McSweeney’s, Brooklyn Rail, and elsewhere.

    Amy Barone’s latest poetry collection, We Became Summer, from New York Quarterly Books, was released in early 2018. She wrote chapbooks Kamikaze Dance (Finishing Line Press) and Views from the Driveway (Foothills Publishing.) Barone’s poetry has appeared in Café Review, Paterson Literary Review, Sensitive Skin, and Standpoint (UK), among other publications. She belongs to PEN America Center and the brevitas poetry community. From Bryn Mawr, Pennsylvania, she lives in New York City.


    AARON POOCHIGIAN earned a PhD in Classics from the University of Minnesota and an MFA in Poetry from Columbia University. His first book of poetry, The Cosmic Purr (Able Muse Press), was published in 2012, and his second book Manhattanite, which won the Able Muse Poetry Prize, came out in 2017. His third book, American Divine, won the Richard Wilbur Award and will come out in 2020. His thriller in verse, Mr. Either/Or, was released by Etruscan Press in the fall of 2017. His work has appeared in such publications as Best American Poetry, The Paris Review and POETRY.

    • 28 min
    Intruder

    Intruder

    My Inner-life’s centered
    Like a good conspiracy
    My back was turned overlong
    Toward some memory
    Where I was who they wanted to be

    Faded photograph
    Wrapped in a robe outside
    The church
    I wrote these words
    Corporate daddy
    Told me their worth
    It was dignified work

    Contaminated future bats
    Taking selfies in a cave
    But drink up your idealism
    And think positive thoughts
    Today
    Cause someone will
    Pay

    Riding out the rain
    In my mind
    Underground
    Guess I could’ve been someone else
    If I weren’t so proud
    To make this sound

    I need an intruder
    Nothing is not wrong
    I’ve serenaded this brick wall
    Through seven cycles of dawn

    Internally rage at betrayal
    While grinding up the seaside fortress
    It’s a strange trip for a Catholic kid
    Uncovering what the secular worship
    The downtown world, the better future
    The hijacked producing an exception
    Couldn’t understand their lesson
    How home should be a weapon



    Well this guy from Queens
    Don’t self-destruct
    Because fate disobeyed
    I walked my dog, I rollerbladed
    Watched the Yankees play
    On a blank summer day

    The swan shrieked
    On the trashy surf
    Protecting her cygnet
    We were on the trail above
    Each backed up a step
    Knew exactly what she meant

    Synchronized
    With the wind
    Rolling by sunset silhouettes
    A perfectly good day dies
    We pay our respects
    To the millisecond vignette

    Objectivity
    In the creature’s evening
    Clingers crawling up my hair
    An editor offers per-diem hours
    Am I supposed to care?
    Whether the city’s still there?

    Carpe diem, the humidity strengthens
    The illusion of actual
    Time today
    Edit some pages, scoop up her crap
    I’m really making my way
    Beside the Long Island Expressway

    I need an intruder
    Nothing is not wrong
    Pushing away the truth
    Has not made me strong

    Control the sun-slant on the road
    Regulate patterns of behavior
    I am the undercover man
    Their invisible next-door neighbor
    Human contact can be too much
    I dulled the arrow of my love
    I couldn’t conceive a soul like you
    Setting it once more, airborne, above

    • 8 min
    Rough and Rowdy Ways is Bob Dylan's masterpiece

    Rough and Rowdy Ways is Bob Dylan's masterpiece

    The Show Do Tell Reading Series and Art review returns with an in-depth review of Bob Dylan's latest album 'Rough and Rowdy Ways.' Matt also sifts through his feelings about his nonexistent personal essay about life during the pandemic, the subliminal appeal of film noir and gangster movies, and the state of the New York Yankees, who resigned venerable outfielder Brett Gardner during this episode's recording.

    • 2 hr 29 min

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