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Self Titled Introduction
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Opening piece of poetry for the upcoming Stranger Fly album.
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Leading the Dead Beat Poetry revolution.
Stranger Fly is the solo effort of Conrad "Rad" Young. Best known for being the monster behind Tenticular Genocide and the wrestling mask clad vocal assailant for Pig Chicken Suicide. This is an effort to strip away the noise, music, masks and leave the bones of language in their wake. Life is poetry. This is one man's life made public. Letters make words. Numbers make problems.
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Podcasts Poetry
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Peak #7
Peak in subgenre #4
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Stranger Fly (Conrad Young)
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December 18, 2012
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MP3 1.6 MB 128 kbps 1:47
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I am the Stranger. I am the Fly. I am the danger inside. The pointless question of what is why. No need to search within. Just look into my eyes and win. I am the vagrant under the blanket of a starless, cloudy sky. I am the reason you feel compelled to get high. I am the bottle transformed into a knife. Tempered in the heat of a street fight. The dreamless sleep from which waking nightmares take flight. I am the piss in the ball pit. The string of spit that lays on your face. You cannot expel me. You will not forget the taste. I linger like a dead possum in your attic. My voice is radio static. I tamper with your senses when you act erratic. The dented wheel that grease can't fix. I am in your throat when you are sick. I was there in the bathtub when you were six. I am self discovery. The opposite of recovery. No dollars for a room. I wield a tattered mop, a broken broom. I am true love. I bring doom. Memories of life in the womb. I make all the pedophiles swoon. Staring into the sun at high noon. A full eclipse of the moon. I am the planets aligned. All of mankind's malign. I am the beast. Always just behind. Every closed door. Around every dark corner. I am the funeral with no mourners. I am the maggot in the skeleton's eye. The Stranger Fly will be reborn the moment that I die.
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