Look, yonder, a sea change? Perhaps. i need to find a new (QUICKER!!) way of working so I think this is gonna be my last record w/ "prod-uction" for-awhile. I'm stil figuring this new v. of GB out and the new mic and I'm a million years old now and my kids are growing up and driving me crazy and they are the best the light of my life who has the time FOR MUSIC??? ALSO(!) this was supposed to be the first record in a new 30-(?)-album cycle of some sort by new PP Signeez, **Bell Biv DeBottomfeeder** but after some sus news (cancel culture) I am re-thinking our exclusive rights contract and might actually just buy out their lyrics books for future v.h. LPs. Everything is in FLUX TBD TBD TBD. Check out -in mo detail- the album cover whioch is an 11.5x11.5 colored pencil and ink drawing of some renoun heree (for sale for 55K$$).i also kust wanted to say that i misporonuced MIS EN SCENE (fr. fancy word) but i dont care about mispronoucenin' or missspellinggg ok? I just cant be Bothered with such ninsense at a time like this. Also (last bit): I stole the melody for both JOY TO THE WORLD and MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB in the first couple of songs for like bridge/solo parts and i thought those tracks were the weakest for a-while but listening back they're prob the best which is good because the beginning of the album should always be the best (KILLER/FILLer scenario u know the drill(
♫ TRACKLIST – 14 TRACKS (45:27)
1. The Thrill of Virtue Signaling 02:59
2. Catcalled by a Seagull 02:51
3. Offline Coffins 03:38
4. I Am the Silhouette, You Are the Negative Space 04:18
5. Papal Ape Tofu 03:33
6. Horndog Finds the Grocery Girl 02:38
7. Leafy Demon (Local Bull Shark Show) 02:46
8. Dairy-Free Bone Zone 02:55
9. An Untitled Entity Under Investigation (My Mexican Daughter) 01:42
10. Fashionista Fallout 05:03
11. Blackberries, Vaseline, Seasonal Depression & Brunch 04:03
12. Some Version of the Truth 02:37
13. Noise Barrier 02:34
14. This Skull Ain't Gonna Crush Itself 03:10
01 The Thrill of Virtue Signaling
v1
The proliferation of Gadsden flags
Seem to dwarf the Black Life Matters swag
As the thrill of virtue signaling fades
v2
You gotta hand it to the other side
They do seem less afraid to die
I'm not sure what that means, just to be clear
c
But my own fear of death is a new real thing
And I can't seem to get away from that swing
When everyday is spent getting mad at peoples' lawns
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02 Catcalled by a Seagull
c
Catcalled by a seagull
on a dog day afternoon
Misplaced my rabbits foot
I’m more ape than baboon
v1
Right from the very start
Darting in and out on a lark
No mouse in the universe
Is scared of the dark
v2
Some seagulls can’t fly
But every eagle will die
Stillborn birdie surprise
I seen it with my own two eyes
03 Offline Coffins
c
Offline coffins
Scary cubicles
Catacombs for people
Who’ve been culturally removed
v1
Japanese only itunes bonus tracks
Have got me reeling in the east and feeling back in black
Table for two, and you do you
Can't have it both ways: rough and smooth
v2
They left behind every single word
That they were told, that they had heard
They subbed to stacks, deleted vowels
They herded mice, they barbequed owls
04 I Am the Silhouette, You Are the Negative Space
v1
Made the exec decisch / to Jek and Hyde this shit
So watch me cop / the latest ro bot
I've drawn a bath / pulled the bed from the couch
So you can crash / but you have options, Ash
v2
Chamber pots of gasoline / shining on a TV screen
Eight thousand and ten feet tall / longer than the derby sprawl
I don't know what tomorrow brings / I just hope that I'll still sing
Be it high or be it low / with the living or with ghosts
c
I am the silhouette
You are the negative space
I am the joker
And you are always the ace
05 Papal Ape Tofu
c
Papal ape tofu
Better tasting than
Gnocchi monkey mind cashews
Vaping slave foie gras
Bitter after dinner treat
For afterbirth bourgeoisie
v1
My real name is Albie
I was meant to have a band
I would have called it Albietross
I’m doing what I can
v2
Everyone is seven layers
Removed from everything else
We're all orphans now, yeah
Discount produce on the shelf
06 Horndog Finds the Grocery Girl
v1
Watched a movie seldom seen
A certain mise-en-scène just seemed mean
Like it was cooked up just for me
By an unknown entity
v2
Prim means proper, primal means savage
The difference is always:: Al above worship
When glanced at afar, a lowercase L
Looks like an I: artificial intel
c
When the horndog finds the grocery girl
It’s not the plot but an entire world
The spiral burns throughout the thread
Until the artform’s finally dead
07 Leafy Demon (Local Bull Shark Show)
v1
What if my name was Gilbert Godmode?
And I was a senator as well
No leafy demon could tell me what to do
But how bout you, boy? How about you?
v2
I got some bull shark pups, kid - Wanna drop 'em in the river?
We can’t come back to watch them grow
There is no local animal man here to show us how it goes
There is no local bull shark show
c
Going about your life
Like the bridge of a song
They always seem to go on too long
When you see a giraffe
You just see spots
You don’t care what kinda neck they got
08 Dairy-Free Bone Zone
v1
That could be my house in the rain
But the stain on my shirt’s not the same
Ever since ever since ever since when
I entered the zone a totally different man
c
Delta variant, omicron surge
My favorite movie franchise is The Purge
I'm an ice cold unnecessary traffic cone
Straight living it up in the dairy free bone zone
v2
Had a dream I was just skeleton bones
I didn't set off the seatbelt tone
And I killed a family as I veered
To miss a possum, oh dear
09 An Untitled Entity Under Investigation (My Mexican Daughter)
v1
I am just a kitten in this concrete tomb
Presenting as a non-binary squirrel
An untitled entity under investigation
There's simply no escaping this world
v2
Desecrated ingrates are vast and unstable
Cascading in the smile machine
My Mexicali daughter is so woke
And self-assured it seems
c
There's no rules against wasting water
You can pour that shit right down the drain
But if you try to mess with my Mexican daughter
Your face is gonna get rearranged
10 Fashionista Fallout
v1
There was a fashionista fallout
In the south of some man's mind
In Kentucky at a prom the queen did shine
In a glorious gown of orange rinds
v2
The man they call Lockjaw is the new Jesus Christ
In middle of the night, he's six times as nice
He screamed out, it feels so good to fail
As his last chance speedboat set sail
11 Blackberries, Vaseline, Seasonal Depression & Brunch
v1
In my dream about the dead family the body count was ten
Not that it matters one bit but yes they were African-American
And somehow I didn't die too, my body so tiny it escaped unscathed
I counted four sets of twins so coffin-buying would be easy for their graves
But the coffin salesman wouldn't gimme coffin BOGO despite the sizes all the same
I screamed and made a scene and told him to go to hell, I forget his name
I set to building the coffins myself despite never having built a single thing in my life
I didn't have a single saw or any nails just a pail of glue and an old rusty knife
That would have to suffice
c
Why'd ya go and laminate my grandma?
She wasn't set to expire for one more month
It's all Blackberries, Vaseline, Seasonal Depression and brunch
Save your plastic heat for someone else
v2
It wasn't enough, it never is, but does it really matter what for future dust?
I could save up and eventually buy ten bronze, highly realistic busts
But where would they display them? Who knew this family, maybe they were all they had?
And that's when for the first time I really woke up and I never felt so bad
In my waking life I struggled, I wanted so bad to get back to the dream
I didn't understand the draw, the impulse, the glimmer or the gleam
Of wanting to be back in that roadside hell with eight tiny ghosts again
The two large spectres would head for the hills and make me their guardian
12 Some Version of the Truth
v1
The first black female orthodontist
To invent an electric toothbrush
Is but a ripple in the sea of time
The birdsong of a hermit thrush
v2
Before my paralyzed uncle died
He loved making wine in his garage
Why does it feel like everyday
We’re getting hit by the same cars
c
It’s best to just love
Some version of the truth
Don't waddle in falsehoods
You're better than that, dude
13 Noise Barrier
[instrumental]
14 This Skull Ain't Gonna Crush Itself
v1
The magic is never gone
I can always conjure
I am never depleted
It's the concept of creating
That's all I've ever needed
v2
Don't need the sky
Just the thought of space
The entire concept of wealth
Makes me say, this skull
Ain't gonna crush itself
SEQUENTIAL
