Recorded with one of the founding members of Neutral Milk Hotel. 
I wrote this song from beginning to end in one take on acid after returning from a camping trip with the families, churches Mormon boy scout group. It was actually a lot more fun that the song makes it out to be.

Camping With The Mormons

“Makina”, at first glance, is a straightforward march between Jersey and Baltimore kick patterns, menacing rides, and Dembow inspired gated sirens. However, on a deeper level, it is the introduction to the question “Pero, que makina?” (But, what/which machine?) that False Witness asks of all club goers reveling in ecstasy—chemical or otherwise. What political machines of oppression are you buying into? Which societal mechanisms do you have to destroy? 

Free download: http://litcitytrax.com/makina

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Ollie Oliver

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