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A strange, somewhat grim vehicle of electropunk-inspired industrial pop nonsense. I've been told my lyrics verge on the slightly intense. With effortless underg
I'd love to sound more like :Wumpscut: or Katscan or someone like that but I'm afraid that's unlikely. I've spent too many years looking for proper industrial punk bands and the sort of hairy European misanthropes that float my boat, but come up empty, so I thought I'd do it myself. That said, I cringe listening to my own tunes - which unfortunately I've been known to do sometimes; possibly because they're all gloriously unhinged. I suppose Jandek and Suckdog are role models as well then. Does this break the 'evil Nihilistic bleakness' third wall a bit? I always wonder that about industrial and post-industrial groups. They all sound so sensible and dour. That said, I'd like to think my real life is somewhat grim, and I'm not just moaning on about Nazi zombies or cybernetic hookers or something. You get a lot of dental references in my stuff. Much as I try not to glorify it, that's probably because I've been known to chew sweet dripping fuck out of myself on occasion and would at least like to be allowed to complain about that decidedly unorthodox state of affairs occasionally. The attitude of Whitehouse, Brighter Death Now, Swans and Painslut filtered through the crappy techno pop bleepery of whatever modern toss I'm subconsciously influenced by, I suppose. Right, that's enough bands name-dropped. Just listen to it if you're curious.
Song Info
Genre
Electronic • Industrial
Charts
Peak #306
Peak in subgenre #14
Author
Ben Power/Ben Power
Uploaded
August 24, 2015
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MP3 5.6 MB • 128 kbps • 6:08
Lyrics
Take I shot a soul last night Behind chameleon-tuned eyes It tore a hole through the universe And then trimmed it down to size A choir of ether crickets Slapped cadenzas off a star So I put on both my glasses And I walked along that bar The bar man sows new silver From a fading rag of gold I wore a smile against my spine And drunk a garnished cold That bottle cracked a fever And we spat a plasma sky Then the asphalt burnt with dreams And in the dark a thick reed sighed Turn me in the static Tear a lip edge down each cry Tracking from the infinite As galaxies collide There above one beam I saw A moon that trickles flies Their eclipses fill forever And they spiral out in minds My hands held on like ashes Kicked me back through years of stone It's too late to charm the East With all the games we play alone When a spine splits into seashells And a smile splits tattered knees Obsidian is flowering And molluscs scream bone trees But the night of night is noiseless Though its tongue could split all dawn Corrode clay walls with citric Thrusting skin from budding thorns Children fish by silent rivers Carving crows to candy canes But by now some ears can't feel these words So I will play new ones with rain Below the hold of colour Past splintered waves of rhyme Waits a worm that pins a finger To each note that licks in time There's a light hung off horizons You can taste it when you bleed Two people plug one current But only one shock seeds Plucking on an eyelash Strumming stretched steps into feet With a pot of blazing birdsong And a face ripped out of meat The only dreams were circles Stamping nails by spiral hands And I looked back with those lashes Over everything I am And we will wrench out other colours Spinning feet through stranger sands For someone else to read this You must also read each hand And if this seems like nonsense You have played your keys apart Since the souls that can still swim this stream Sprout feathers in the dark That slip from lizard skins To breathe their beat with better hearts
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