I did add a new song. Have strenghthened my resolve to get myself rid of the shall I say configurational mode of speech. Them crazy flunkeys to the money flow, abstract painters having given up the womanly form remapping on canvas why can't I similarly don't make any sense whatever with my singing. Why does speech in a song must mean something. I ain't rapper, am I. I need singing for rhytmic dots and punctuations. All the more so if English is not one's native language then one can use it as a rhytmic section what with the one syllabe like " fax " or four syllabic " convoluted ". Convenient. Long live experiments, fax disciples of major and minor.

Jest siedem miliardów ludzi na ?wiecie i tylko ja pandaredski nios? brzemi? awangardy ?piewaczej staraj?c si? ?piewa? awangardowo i pogodnie tworz?c awangardow? muzyk? taneczn? post punk. Za?o?y?em grup? na/we witrynie soundcloud o nazwie avant-garde singers i nikt si? nie zapisa?. Ergo, wnioskuj?, ?e jestem jedynym piosenkarzem awangardowym w znanym wszech?wiecie i tak jeszcze jedna Dudziak o której wiem, ale si? nie zapisa?a. Jest siedem miliardów ludzi z tego co wiem/mniemam i nikt si? nie zapisa? do mojej awangardowej grupy potencjalnie skupiaj?cej my?l?cych wokalistów pragn?cych bojowniczo podej?? do wszelkiej ma?ci bole?nie powstrzymuj?cych post?p epigonów opieraj?cych swe wysi?ki ?piewacze na gamach durowych lub molowych ( ona tu jest i ta?czy dla cie la la la la la ). Niejaka kobieta Dudziak i Barbara Trzetrzelewska o których sk?din?d wiem te? si? nie zapisa?y jak te? siedem miliardów Dur-czoków i jazzmanów. Czy awangarda jest niema? Czy tylko pandaredski musi nie?? brzemi? forpoczty awangardy? https://soundcloud.com/groups/avant-garde-singers

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I met once a woman of another cultural background, English woman who told me about that heroine from children motion pictures - 'wonder woman' who had that magic bag into which an elephant would fit. Such is the case with our idiotic universe. They will tell you at National Geographic that at beginning the universe was smaller than a bus and there was nothing else, not even the space itself. Then big bang... It is as if we too were in the bag of some sort that got ridiculously spacious and holds all those stars of milky way and more, for us to gawk at. I meant to sing about scientists cutting their wrists yet subconsciously I sang 'throats'. Must be all those hollywood movies. the song 'wonder woman'

Hey my new song - Pole Newman. About me Polish self's hatred for checker sweaters and lawn mowers that I believe pollute more surely than cars and more needlessly. everything went wrong in this Hari krishna punk I dont know the end is ni song . yet I compulsively upload bad bad and good, here goes text: Me new man man new man, anarchist boogie man. No f***in strings attached. I ain't slave nor stallion, no, no slave nor stallion. I scratch my manly crotch. My genes, they did reconfigure, My dick got bigger and bigger, so I could piss you off better, nice people in checker sweaters. My daddy a soldier, fishes at his leasure, wi' parachute Rambo. But I am a new man, anarchistic pro, different from dad and bro. I came to be anarchistic. I want to play punkacoustic. So why don't you naff off naff off, you and your lawn mowers, you both.