god this is just a bit much stage is too bright crowd is too dark there's so much chatter and i'm way too i'm way too i'm way too fucking sober hi my name is saffron sunburst I'm a 6 year old sun bear and I still wear diapers even though my daddy says I doesn't really need them anymore. anyway this is my punk band 7 hour darkness invasion. 1, 2, 3, 4 woke up from a daydream into a venue tell me if i go out of tune cause i don't know what i'm doing i don't know the lyrics i don't know the chords how the fuck do you play guitar how the fuck did i get this far how did i stay alive this long to sing you these songs with the blood i've lost you'd've thought that something would have gone wrong but here i am pouring out my heart to people i don't know i guess welcome to the show

now usually i would have redbull but tonight my daddy said i couldn't have any because i'm not 16 yet.

this is a song for all you queers out there. saw you standing at the social tall boots short hair black choker soft glare like you already knew what i was going to do like i played right into your hands when i started talking to you now we're sitting down away from the crowd laughing at cis het guys who are just so fucking proud of how they look and how they move cause they can't make love the way girls like us do oh honey i could be your princess and treat you like my queen or maybe we could both just lie in bed and show each other transbian memes now we're out walking each other home cause you know it's kinda scary to go it alone i'd never say that you don't pass but you look gay as fuck in that rainbow flag and you're so damn beautiful in the queerest of ways i wish the whole world could see you through the trans girl gaze honey i could give you head for hours cause when i'm between your legs it's like i'm in a dream or maybe we could both just get under the covers and cuddle each other to sleep honey i wanna be with you and show you how much you mean to me i would love to just rub your back lean into your ear and softly sing "american girls are spiro and e coming to bed so edible"

now that was a song about me crushing on a cute girl. this next song is about me crushing on a cute boy. don't worry there's a song about me crushing on a cute nonbinary person later. I just can't help it, y'all are just so cute. I wish you could take me home and make me your little pet. But I belong to daddy, though maybe it's worth asking cause he does like to share.

ounds of the surf The waves crashing down The wind in my ears Laying in the now cool sand I feel it inbetween my fingers and in my hair Underneath my nails and stuck to my feet I'm thinking of you And wondering what you are thinking Beach side property This'd make a nice home for you and me We could fish for dinner And write each other poetry Gulf shores evenings Holding hands and star gazing Do you think this could be your fantasy? The future has never looked so bright Illuminated by this starry night I look up at the lights in the sky And I search for a while

now lemme- lemme explain what's going on here, okay? so, I'm a babyfur. Now think of it this way. Being- What being cis is to being trans is what being trans is to being a furry, and what being trans is to being a furry is what being a furry is to being a babyfur. So if you think of it that way I'm like triple trans which makes me 300% valid.

this next song is called fuck the scene 1, 2, 3, 4 another late night another fucking guy very cis very straight i'm feeling very in the way standing at the front cause i want to be involved cause gigs are supposed to be fun you know but i feel i'm too judgemental or maybe these emo bands do all sound the same just drunk children singing 'bout nothing shrouded in metaphor so they seem like something worth discussing i might go home i always go home i can't remember the last time i stayed until the end of a show but what would i listen to when i got back half the bands i loved are lead by abusers maybe i could watch a movie instead that's a joke i'm just too scared to care about any artist that i don't personally know anymore still got brand new lyrics bouncing around my head i've grown up listening to abuse men whine about how empty they feel so forgive if i'm dismissive about the similar kind of thing that's playing tonight that's playing every night that everyone i know seems to actually fucking like give up hope fuck the scene stay at home fuck the scene fight the future fuck the scene worship no one fuck the scene don't pay entry fuck the scene heckle constantly fuck the scene burn the place down fuck the scene kill your heroes fuck the scene

now I'm gonna introduce the band. so, to my left is garbage princess, she/her pronouns. my name is saffy sunburst, she/her pronouns. to my right is validgirl1998 we picked her up off myspace she's here just for this gig, she/her pronouns. and behind me is my very own dan "daddy" jackson, love you babe *kiss*.

it's 9pm on a friday and the moon is as bright as the sunset and i can smell fire somewhere off in the distance i'm carrying groceries back to my place feeling like things don't change and trying to write a song that'll prove me wrong it's getting dark and I've walked passed your place maybe 5 times now with my ex-- wrong verse it's getting dark and i've walked passed your place maybe 5 times now with my ex on my back telling me to just go in and ask you out even though you've got friends over even though you've been depressed even though i'm on the sidelines of your life and that's probably for the best if i told you that i love you would you kiss me? if i told you i was scared would you hold me tight? if i just stood there, silent on your doorstep, would you invite me in? if i told you i was sorry would you tell me how to make things right? now it's 9pm on a different day the sunsets here go on forever and i can smell fire again

I'd like to thank Jess and Elion and Erin for putting on this event, I think that was great. I'd like to thank all the performers for performing, for being amazing even if I couldn't be in the room for them. and I would also like to thank simon bolley who's yet to perform, I am very excited for their performance. um. yeah it's- it's- it's hard for me to come to events like these. I think they're great events to have I just find it hard to come to them. And it's not like my fear of existing publicly, that just makes it hard to leave the house, like this is beyond that, I'm not sure it's fear. I don't know what to call it. I'm like frustrated with all my friends constantly, I can barely talk to them sometimes, and they're my friends. When I have to interact with people I don't know it's just too much. It's not that I'm shy, I can do it, I can make friends, I can hold a conversation, I just don't really want to. I don't wanna get to know all that many more people than I do now because in the queer community we seemingly take being intimate with someone to mean we can rely on them for care and we can outsource our needs onto them and they have to take it because dammit our feelings are valid. We're manipulative. We don't mean to be, and we can justify it, but we're manipulative. And we're manipulated too, sure, but we mostly just use that as another excuse to forgive our own behaviour. And I don't know what we can do about that. What we need is infrastructure and actual healthcare and flexibility in our work and income support and professional carers, but we haven't got that, we've only got our friends. this is our last song, please don't talk to me after the show.

we were talking on the hall phone you said your boyfriend finally scored now I've got a little something they call h a e m o c h r o m a t o s i s but I'll stay up if you wanna talk some more In half my dreams I can't move But even when I can I can't save you And I don't know why I still try I've been told you're doing fine. You're pretty damn capable But I think about you all the time I found those notes that you left me While rummaging around my old room. And every conversation came back to me at once I remembered every time you said I wasn't enough. I tried, yeah I tried But I maybe I shouldn't have Maybe I made things worse Maybe all you wanted was to not get hurt. on bass: ivy price, she/her pronouns on guitar: annie prior, she/her pronouns on drums: dan jackson, he/him pronouns my name is yvette pyke, i use they/them pronouns we have been 7 hour darkness invasion Oh I regret every minute I spent arguing with you I'm sorry for all those phonecalls that stole our summer afternoons. I just didn't realise that as things stood there was no hope Should've listened to the newsboys cause then I would've known. God's not dead he's surely alive he's living on the inside roaring like a lion God's not dead he's surely alive he's living on the inside roaring like a lion I know that just seems like a pretty sad excuse But if it's any consolation I'm not forgiving you. I'll never forget being called pathetic When I wasn't up for sex Or when you defended your new boyfriend For calling me a faggot. Holding on to my anger cause it feels like all I have I still fantasise about murdering your dad. Cause I know I can't make things better I can't even make things change But you always did want me to write you something If I told you that I love you Would you listen Would you care If I told you that I love you Would you just stand and stare If I told you that I love you Would you smile Would you cry If I told you that I love you Would it make you feel like you could die If I told you that I love you Would you realise you don't need them If I told you that I love you Would you walk away again If I told you that I love you Would you say that you love me Would that be the end Would you get out of my dreams God is an abuser who knows exactly how we think And he's with us all the time keeping control of everything Que sera sera We never stood a chance We'll never be enough cause that's not his plan You still live with your parents I'm still way too attached You're still fucking pretentious I'm still a slow motion car crash But one day we'll stop believing that we deserve this pain Cause maybe God ain't dead yet but I swear I'll find a way and nobody is falling in love everybody here needs a shove and nobody is coming undone everybody here is afraid of fun and nobody is getting any touch everybody thinks that it needs too much and nobody is getting any play it's the saddest night out in the usa it's the saddest night out in the usa it's the saddest night out in the usa it's the saddest night out in the usa it's the saddest night out in the usa it's the saddest night out in the usa it's the saddest night out in the usa it's the saddest night out in the usa it's the saddest night out in the usa beat. connection. beat. communication. beat. connection. beat. communication. beat. connection. beat. communication. beat. connection. beat. communication. beat. connection. beat. communication. beat. connection. (okay, okay, I'm done!) (okay time to go home and eat a lot of chilli and then fall asleep on the couch) (I ruined my shirt)