Λ! M0773⅄ (yellow v4) was the second straight M0773⅄ volume to be recorded in a single day (1-14-25). It's probably a lot better or a lot worse than that one— who's to say??? This took me less than three hours to complete. I feel good when I work fast :)
♫ TRACKLIST – 20 TRACKS (30:24)
1. A Fervent Burgeoning Erstwhile Dies 01:43
2. Cheetah Sheep 02:40
3. What Doesn't Exist in Nature, Blossoms Bigly in Thy Heart 01:29
4. What Counts for Comedy These Days 03:37
5. Giggle Like a Boy (The Delawar) 02:26
6. Damn, You Can't Forget to Never Forget (Another 9/11 Song) 01:27
7. Ocelot 02:24
8. Not Giving Up 01:46
9. WWLTWO 02:12
10. The Yellow Flower 10:40
Music & Words by Vernon Howl ©
01 A Fervernt Burgeoning Erstwhile Dies
A faux wishy-washy display
My nomenclature has been flayed
An eye for an eye, the lesser evil sighs
A fervent, burgeoning erstwhile dies
The radio voices fade away
And won't come back until a better day
Take the airwaves back in time
Take control of your incoming crimes
02 Cheetah Sheep
Letting yourself / get sucked away
Into a film / can be hard these days
And at long last fasting never felt so slow
Woulda opened up the door / if we had some place to go
Like a cheetah sheep / asleep at the wheel
The Yin and the Yang, a creepy yet angelic show
03 What Doesn't Exist in Nature, Blossoms Bigly in Thy Heart
Zero instances of anger
The number to reach
And that tally will tell us
What it is we should eat
C:
What doesn't exist in nature
Blossoms bigly in thy heart
It's a rough patch, no day to remember
Shit, well, at least it's a start
If before us is a waning dusk
Then the morning light is perfect
We can hold it in a memory
And eat up tomorrow like a peach
04 What Counts for Comedy These Days
Classless lap dogs, sassy little fractals
Hanging out on the edge of apathy
Pumping tempos fit for men who
Live their lives in constant agony
C:
At home with a computer screen
Big or small, any size it seems
What counts for comedy these days
Is a salty, faded, aching in-between
The wisdom of men, the wisdom of the all-22 cam
A God's eye view is fluky as shit
Give me close-ups, give me blurry nonsense
I can strain any joke from a bad bit
05 Giggle Like a Boy (The Delawar)
C:
Civil twilight, read em their rights
Giggle like a boy, all damn night
Generational poignancy, give me a light
The southern invention is the ultimate fight
I was born in Delaware
During The Delawar
If you even care
I don't have autism
Though I have been
Known to grin
So symptomatic is the varied cause
We take the stickers off
Where stones grow on moss
I burn every single lawn sign then
You cretins repent
When does the Nexus end?
06 Damn, You Can't Forget to Never Forget (Another 9/11 Song)
Electric choo choo elongates the tender
Cucumber striptease and 17 septembers
Uncle boogeyman's Cookie Woman slamdance
Is happening now so get your tickets man
The eliminated seashore is the shorelines revenge
There is a storm on the radio, turn it up to 10
Damn you can't forget to never forget
Less you regret forgetting to forget to forget
07 Ocelot
70 pounds of skulls washed on the riverbed
Too many to count so we weighed them instead (that’s how we know the number)
Some were human but many were not
The majority seemed to be that of an ocelot
An ocelot is a small wild jungle cat
Not native to these parts [how about that?]
A CGI wax figure posits a future
A brain without a head for every creature
08 Not Giving Up
You do what you want
You give what it takes
You push when they pull
Make no mistake
It has to ring true
Time's almost up
Nothing's accomplished
You've given enough
You work extra hard
For less and less pay
They upcharge and down vote
They get in your way
The whistles they scream
Final buzzers go off
You still answer the bell
You're not giving up
09 WWLTWO
White wives love the whimsical ones
The time has come to get shit done
And all we have to do is drink champagne
I apologize for tainting your gorgeous aura
With my curse of being a man
This is my greatest flaw
This is my greatest flaw
White wives love the mystical front
Espousing majesty at a faulty ass brunch
Our time machines are on the fritz
10 The Yellow Flower
I bought the last “tickle me” Hitler doll in Lebanon
Than we licked the yellow flower
There was a rumor that America
Had no more superpowers
We woke up in a dream, our pours so cavernous
The sweat stunk of wretched decline
I tuned on the TV, couldn't find the news
The sports person ripped out my spine
SEQUENTIAL