Post-Rock Titles

The Inside of Your Mind is Like Scrubbing Bubbles on a Porcelain Surface

The Best Ones Are Always Filled With The Honeysuckle 

We Just Entered The Post-Rock Band Competition For Making The Longest Song Title With This Entry In Which We Will Resist Using Commas And Semicolons And Flat Tires While Someone Helps Us With Clearing A Giant Eyesore We Made With Chocolate Chip Cookies And Large Wood Palettes That The Nearby Supermarket Was Just Throwing Out During A Family Road Trip Where We All Bring Our Favorite Toys Which We Mimic With The Philosophy Of A Two-Stage Battery Setup For A Giant Solar Panel Array That Collects Sunlight From The Sun While Filling Many Drive-Through Station Wagons With A Subtle Example Of Camping Supplies And Instructions On How To Grow Many Types Of Vegetables In Regions That Have A Large Density Of Manholes That Lead To The Planet Mercury Where The Sun Looks Bigger But Only When You Are Looking At It Which Is Usually All The Time Because We Have The Brain Of A Dodo And The Hair Of A Bird's Nest When Talking To Giant Trash Bags That Eat Cereal When Their Owners Are Away In A Distant Cubicle Village Inputting Metadata Into Three Different Databases That Come From Over Fifty Different Silos That Can Contain Oats And Training Wheels That Have More Insight On Homesteads And Pajamas That Are Pressed Into A Blacksmith Skill Set Involved In Making A Suit Of Armor And Various Styles Of Door Hinges That Lighten Up Any Room That Is Full Of Grumpy Hassocks And Pools Of Salad Water That Has No Place To Drain To While We Compact The Dirt With Breaded Haddock And Snow Shovels With French Toast That Is Leveled Off Via An Expressway Of Sausage Links And Goat Barns That Are Exact Replicas Of The Same Ones Elvis Presley Had When He Used To Drive A Cement Truck That Offered Free Rides To Other People That Didn't Own Cement Trucks But Did Find Ways To Collect Airplanes So They Could Go Bowling During A World Load Before Changing The Diapers Of A Giant Paragraph Of Which This May Eventually Turn Out To Be But Now We Are Wondering How This Title Is Going To Fit Onto Our Next CD So We Might Need To Release It On Vinyl Because Then We Will Have More Square Feet But It Limits The Availability To Only People Who Own Record Players And Ancient Shell Maps Showing All The Possible Ways You Can Take TO Get To Winnipeg While Eating Grilled Ham And Cheese Sandwiches At Eight O'Clock In The Morning Before Going Grocery Shopping Where We Would Rather Eat Peppers But Chickens Continue To Come Up Even Though We Went To KFC Nine Times In One Week When We Realized That We Are All Good Puppies And We Have To Go To The Airport Because That's The Best Place To Find Cows And Used Stage Lighting Equipment But My Text Messages Keep Dinging And The Dog Is Now Hiding In The Bedroom Ripping The Pillows Up In Frustration Because He Is Being Kept From Licking Other Dogs Pee Found On Various Weeds At The Intersection Of Underwear Drawers And Lone Toilets That Beep In The Middle Of The Night To Keep Us Awake And With Nothing Better To Do We Come Up With Long Titles Like This One That Don't Mean A Thing Regarding What The Song About Not Unlike One Superluminal Artist Whose Lyrics And Titles And Music Are All Case Studies In Gibberish, Part 1, Subsection A, Paragraph 14B (Ooops, We Used Commas. Sorry About That)

Lima Beans So Big They Make Great Throw Pillows

Hey Brad, Do You Want To Eat A Football During The Franco-Prussian War?

The Meaning Of The Universe Has Been Divided Into Two Camps: Rocking Chairs Or Gliders

Caught In An Avalanche Of Yesterdays, We Surrender To The Man Holding Our Dreams In Blood Stained Hands

Two Hoofprints, The Mustard And The Muse, A Big Smile On The Sun's Face

The Moon Collapses Under The Weight Of A Million Open Access Ebooks

Visions Of The Black Night Pulse Through My Veins As I Prepare A Feast For A New Oblivion