volume II contains more outtakes and alternate versions i forgot existed, plus some new odds and ends that don't belong anywhere else.
when you think its over wait a bit.

leaves in the wind (unreased track circa 2011)

silly xylophone song (unreleased track circa 2011)

music: Guldiploducus/Woolydactyl

Guldiploducus: cello, effects
Woolydactyl: drum machine loops, effects

Im Being Chased

words and music: Jason Rosenthal(Samus Rosentheirium 1979-2014), Lou Fontana, Tommy Orza, Chris Enriquez

Jonodon: Guitarrillo, sketch
Woolydactyl: vocals, percussion

you get old
you get old
you get old and then you die

Hell Or High Water

music: Guldiploducus/Woolydactyl

Guldiploducus: chello effects
Woolydactyl: drum machine loops, effects

Ghost In The Machine

Words: Woolydactyl/Douggyopterix/Christopholopithicus
music: Jonodon/woolydactyl
Woolydactyl: lead vocals, Kalimba, glockenspiel, Hulus, percussion
Jonodon: mandolin, gutarrillo, percussion
Dougyopterix: lead vocals, bass
Guldiploducus: cello

theres too many chiefs and not enough indians, the past is alive enough so that those of us that inhabit its corpse, aren't clawing each other to death as we're feeding

freedom is not for man to give, he can only take it away, i never met a rose that didn't have thorns, you can't teach a hammer to love nails, i don't know what the fuck to do with myself

the godly and the wicked, both limp as a second day sermon, burn any good books lately? no good deed goes unpunished, mark my words nothings going to happen and i could really care less

making myself as ugly as possible, like putting lipstick on a pig, i hitched my wagon to a horse with no legs, my path is lit by cigarettes so i drank the ashtray, smoked the filter and wept the whole way home 

i know that shit like the back of my hand, man I'm so fucking bored, my badge says I'm right and your going to jail, welcome to the land of the living now pick up a shovel and get to digging

you either have it if you have it, if you don't you don't,the steams run out or the coals run cold, sympathy does not equal praise, i aint paid enough for this shit, you'll give up on me immediately

true freedom,
 true freedom expresses our neurosis, 
and our neurosis, is an attempt to tolerate ambiguity within our own minds
this moves us more or less into a crosswalk intersection
still deciding to experience our own happiness
sometimes you need two bad days to maybe experience a good one
our happiness is nothing more beyond fair heath and intact memories
memories, if you can clue me in, that'd be great
  
its gonna be a fast and violent spiral down
we are all foot soldiers in the potato revolution
we don't need any black magic from your witchdoctor in the city
Walmart is Satans five and dime
finally, someone who says what only assholes are thinking
most people that have their brains removed keep their mouths shut
a living witness
to a dead poets
last words

Living Witness

Music: Guldiploducus/Woolydactyl

Guldiploducus: cello, effects
Woolydactyl: percussion, guitar

Magik Ritual

words & music: Jonodon/woolydactyl

Jonodon: lead and backing vocals, guitarrillo, percussion
Woolydactyl: lead and backing vocals, backing guitar, percussion

i ran so far away from you, oh how i ran, i ran away
but oh i found myself in the same place i left, (finding yourself)again
the same chords, the same familiar feelings (on the beach) on the neck of a guitar (here we are again)
oh but its getting dark, its getting dark outside,
oh we can't escape ourselves
and i won't be back, i won't be back
when the sun rises

beyond a shadow of a doubt, i put my dreams upon a pedestal
that i could never hope to reach or live up to

cause i can't look you in the eyes and I'm uncomfortable in my own skin
ill learn to open up my heart but won't let anyone in

and modesty's a poor mans etiquette, it doesn't pay to be polite
i couldn't hold a candle to you even if i tried

with an iron will and nerves of steel, another promise that you made to break
so whatcha say? just once more, for old times sake

I'm gathering evidence for a crime that i have yet to commit
lets arm each other to the teeth just to be on the safe side

For Old Times Sake

words: Jonodon/Maryanne Bayard
music: Gudiploducus/Jonodon/Petersaurolophus

Jonodon: vocals, guitarllio,
Guldiploducus: cello
Woolydactyl: drums, recorder
Petersaurolophus: piano
special guest: Maryanne Bayard vocals

vocals excerpt from Killing It season 1 episode 6 - "Perspective"
music used in episodes 2 "facial disorder" & 4 "Rich Friend"
www.maresnkaps.com

Killin It!

Words & music: Woolydactyl

Woolydactyl: vocals, guitar, drums/percussion
Guldiploducus: Cello

when its hot and dry outside, i know the perfect place to hide
somewhere out there beneath the waves, deep within the coral caves
leave your troubles end your strife, blend in with the ocean life
theres a place that we can go, and nobody else needs to know

just hold your breath, and join us under water
just hold your breath, and join us under water
just hold your breath, and join us under water
just hold your breath, and join us under water

I don't know about you, but I've run out of things to do
doesn't matter i don't care, nothin happening anywhere
wish there was a place for me, so I'm headed out to sea
plunging down deep below, to catch my favorite TV show

just hold your breath, and join us under water
just hold your breath, and join us under water
just hold your breath, and join us under water
just hold your breath, and join us under water

yea yea,
by crikey
cheers mate
let put another shrimp on the barbie

just hold your breath, and join us under water
just hold your breath, and join us under water

when its hot and dry outside, i know the perfect place to hide
somewhere out there beneath the waves, deep within the coral caves
leave your troubles end your strife, blend in with the ocean life
theres a place that we can go, and nobody else needs to know
I don't know about you, but I've run out of things to do
doesn't matter i don't care, nothin happening anywhere
wish there was a place for me, so I'm headed out to sea
plunging down deep below, to catch my favorite TV show

The Aquatic Zone

Petersaurolophus: synths
Woolydactyl: arrangements, edits

Technik

Jonodon: vocals, mandolin
Woolydactyl: sitar, kalimba, woodblock

i saw this movie one time about these robots that had their own minds. but they were just programmed to think they were real. i guess they pooped and pissed and came and everything else they were never tipped off that they weren't real. 

Have you ever looked at one of those charts of the evolution of all creatures? it looks like coral or the beginning of a bifurcation diagram, its like a family tree. There are creatures on there that never existed during human times. 

Anyway theres one part of this movie where the robot dies, it has to die cause they can only live like 2 years i dunno how it like actually worked like logistically. but this robot in his dieing speech he's recalling all these tangible moments that it experienced and saw. 

and there are creatures on there that never existed during human times, like the Wooly Mammoth or Andrewsarcus, or ahh like cavemen. you know i like want to be like one of those creatures. i wanna illuminate some piece of history that people who don't wanna look up stuff on the internet and relate to it, could hear a first person experience of it. Like a Dunkleosteus or

I saw this movie once about these robots who thought they were real, they had their own minds; and he's having this existential moment like everything he ever contained would just get flushed down the toilet. 

do you ever wanna answer the question: "Am I a narcissist?" do you think that one persons voice matters more then another persons voice? would this?... should i get a different haircut? I'm not a robot so... and i don't even have a movie about me so i wanna make something. i think it would be a cool name for a video-zine that exists in the digital era "Who The Fuck Am I" with J Kaps.

Who The Fuck Am I?

the fossil record dates Destructasaurus rex back to 2003 A.D. a strange beast it defies all conventions of science and spirituality, often incorporating loop based  movements, with heavily philosophic lyrical content; this ever changing and ever evolving community music  collective aspires to astound and befuddle while still getting the party started. 

destructasaurus rex

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