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On Mount Rennie

by Kwazymoto

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gregory frederick Having recorded a Caledonia set that was a wow Ian's band stands out as up and coming, The energy exuded on stage drives a performance. His natural talent can only grow, maturing into something great. Favorite track: Beseechers.
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1.
Bluebird 01:25
when we die, nothing happens when the bird sings her old song and we fear eyes that spot us remove the salt and her color and bring burden on the shore
2.
byproduct of our surroundings born without a crack within our skulls collapsed in a cesspool of scarlet fried lemmings the only company chained to my existence overrated and the tremors that halt the signature block go play in the sand for now this hammer's solely for your cornea i wouldn't dare use it on the glass purple vines pop and crackle growing ill from the haze knocked out too fast fucking brought up too quick oh and i'm too damn forgone and i don't think of you don't care for me ah fuck don't give me love in my web i'll stay and wallow joyfully enjoy your grind bitch a blessing not to feel (love) my negligence will rape your arrogance
3.
Beseechers 05:06
bonding through substances, ecstasy in wine roundabout habituals disgrace the divine are they near? we fear, you hear from above outstretched limbs taped to indolent trunks fraught children bleed the pagans weep how eyes could focus in on closed lids that only display black? a disobedient hollow army emptied by the spasm for thine thy kingdom come thy will it will be done i love you jesus soto please feed me heinreich kleist
4.
i get on with life as a barmaid i like to race snails on sunday maybe too fond of cough drop mixture i contemplate ecstasy and vivance please preacher take my hand submerse me in your savior's blood i dream of flash grenades and red walls acceptance, equality, and gay love i submit to my god given instinct lustful thought is second to tyranny please preacher take my hand submerse me in your savior's blood
5.
we're staying up all night cooking and baking drowning in flour showering amongst hits used to watch matinees or read up on freud but now angel dust surfs through the brain constriction like damn up our sleeves or inhalation fluctuations of a positive drug test normative youth led nocturnal no rest maternal love nest now she's blue in the face and all the blow's gone tail lights you once fixed vanished in the skyline "it's okay," we all thought "a replacement is here!" gurneys, sirens, detox, bibles, laxatives, mourning begetters ah damn, look at this my blood stained bedspread bothersome gore flood from a weepy, heartbroken, woe begotten, forlom, doleful, sorrowful, bitter, dismal, doleful, gloomy, languid, pensive child
6.
flashing lightbulbs erupt echoes of crunch at your feet the filaments will adjourn crush all the egos and id part your hair to the side wait now pull it all back then let it grow to your knees chop it off when I snap if you could bend over backwards touch your toes to the moon all the love you would see and all the hearts that would march anything for a touch anytime for the screen anywhere mirrors point anybody but me stick the blame to the science chemical imbalance hormones leading the race F15's on the track the putrid arrow will strike there goes the next seven months out of all man's control a frozen checking account why show off prized bait black toe snappers to come call up the local blacksmith pierce your esteem and the tongues why start a fire when these walls can provide we've thrown ourselves in this pit the fallen angel's dwelling
7.
When We Die 05:00
8.
cubicles crushing my cuticles gushing my blues infiltrating my drop me, ignite me, fuck it one more hit frack my train up off the couch too dark, too loud, fuck this better to hide in my esophagus sores my what my did to me my the declaration of my violent nerves cramping my sick bloods vamping my lister couldn't clean my breath it, spread it, fuck it the mammal bites my gin roots of all my violet's virus that twines my no more, too much, fuck this better to hide in my esophagus sores my what my did to me my the declaration of my fork me, carve me, fuck me i've got enough, i've had enough suck it, spew it, fuck it the declaration of my
9.
Eddie's Trip 04:47
wake up, sun hits a cracking of the skull two by fours, maybe aluminum bats can't be sure wrists tied to wooden posts the smell of gasoline monkeys climbing up your back terrestrial spiders from your dreams oh forget about the acid forget about pocket change, your safety, or the last hit think of all the kleenex mama uses or daddy's scorn when he leaves his office for this news bit maybe if they hadn't signed away our home or forced me to have eight bedroom walls maybe if my only suit wasn't filled with petty bribes testify the lesser of two evils daylight and now here we stand faces covered, criminal records, the extortion man barbara, jolene, and even maria could fold my clothes, cook my meat but now watch their own no dime, no love no penny, no help no check, no care no bonus, no overtime what? when did joe die? and when did matt OD? his head is on fire maybe if they hadn't signed away our home or forced me to have eight bedroom walls maybe if my only suit wasn't filled with petty bribes testify the lesser of two evils
10.
Punksca'pade 02:06
11.
jesus god holy divine liberate us from gold chambers torch our fortunes march the streets arm the homeless smash the pig's den restitution of distribution evolution execution of contribution revolution the olive wreath, my dinner's set twisted havior untwisted bottles go on over to lucy's place only DIY, our DUI daddy save me persecution fuck pollution no solution resolutions the institution absolution your MO, yeah right
12.
sam reached out through the door grasping for a hand a strong red maiden lies asleep that could make him understand how a line could be blurred how an encounter could contort all their trust, love, and grace and the shape of their arrows the yellow rose wilts the crows circling crash upon the white party with an overstated stomp he could accuse biology he could stick it to the drugs but she would always bear in mind the force that he had took so he popped the cap he poured away a brand new world no more daze don't give up so easy go at it again drag more to your furnace dope will never satisfy contain this thirst within the next level shit's where we belong i am him now messiah messiah she makes me feel pariah pariah i need to be inside ya inside ya kick the fucking chair saliva revival
13.
Jubilee 01:51
when we die, what will happen? morning breaks, she has broken still she sings with a fire open arms, flight of phoenix jubilee, on we go

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released September 23, 2016

guitar/vocals/piano: ian
drums/back vocals: kody
bass/back vocals/guitar (track 7): alec

recorded @ gypsy farm studio by: zeke sayer
mixed by: j cooper & ian
all music written & performed by: kwazymoto

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Athens, GA based experimental noise punk duo.

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