The Ying: a krom song - with a Montage from Bangkok Noir

"The Ying, a krom song," written by Christopher Minko, is set to a montage of vivid paintings by Noir artist Chris Coles. The lyrics for "The Ying" incorporate words and phrases from the writings of Noir author/novelist Christopher G. Moore from his "Smile" series (CG Moore: The "Calvino" and "Smile" series - http://www.cgmoore.com/). A fruitful collaboration between 3 Noir artists.

"The Ying" is one of the songs from the upcoming Krom album "Songs from the Noir."

Visit the website of artist Chris Coles here: http://www.chriscolesgallery.com/
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lyrics + music: minko
sounds: minko + white
additional vocals: sophea chamroeun
artwork: chris coles
based on words of: christopher g. moore
videographer: hacky hagemeyer

The Ying: a Krom song

No like but she do,
No eat, no money
Love you like monkey
I not lie you, I talk true

No like but she do,
No eat no money
Love you like monkey
I not lie you, I talk true

Oh Yeah, that Ying
She's a beautiful thing
those oriental eyes
seduction is the prize
She an Artist, a gallery,
A painter of lies
In the Soi of delusion
no logic applies

No like but she do,
No eat, no money
Love you like monkey
I not lie you, I talk true

I turn 16 today
she tells old white men at play.
They're lost in a jukebox of time
years of sagging flesh and grime
breaking tiny oriental hearts
Into fractured butterfly parts
on a smudged chrome chair
covered in sexual crime.

No like but she do,
No eat, no money
Love you like monkey
I not lie you, I talk true

An arc of morning Mekhong
That's her mournful song
Yeah, something's not right
Yeah, something's fucking wrong
In the enclosure of glass
number on pearl shaped arse
On the semen stained floor
Curl the naked raped broken poor

No like but she do,
No eat no money
Love you like monkey
I not lie you, I talk true

In the Soi of delusion
22 for the illusion
Merchants of sex without name
Lean from alleys in a serpent's lane
But no matter
how hard she tries
She can never hide the pain
in those cold Sukhumvit eyes

Oh Yeah, that Ying
She's a beautiful thing
those oriental eyes
seduction is the prize

Oh Yeah that Ying
She's a beautiful thing
Her soft silk skin
The lure of original sin

No like but she do,
No, eat no money
Love you like monkey
I not lie you, I talk true

No like but she do,
No eat no money
Love you like monkey
I not lie you, I talk true


Chris Minko

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[jennimpeal]

Enjoyed this so much - thanks for posting.

[01105504]

The opening grabs you by the short and noirs...and then doesn't let go. Wonderful stuff