Alright cats and kittens, squares and spheroids, lend me your ear-holes!
You think you've dug the scene? You haven't dug a thing!
We're broadcasting live on a frequency from the fringe of the fringe!
They told us the Beats were dead, buried with the typewriter ribbon!
THEY LIED!

We caught the ghost of '59 hitchhiking on a laser beam!
We downloaded his manifesto, but the file corrupted beautifully!
Now he speaks in fractal jive and quantum slang!
He's doing the poetry slam in the fifth dimension, man!

This ain't your grandpappy's bongo! (Well, it is, but it's ALSO a satellite!)
This ain't coffee-house chatter! It's data-stream splatter!
We got verses that debug your existential dread!
We got choruses that compile inside your head!

It's the "BEATNIKS FROM ANOTHER DIMENSION!"
Where the cool is absolute zero and the crazy is pre-approved!
Where the saxophone is a SOUND-FONT and the snap is a QUANTUM LOOP!

We're talking Neon Jellyfish doing the spoken-word sting!
We're talking Eggman economics on a synthesizer wing!
One minute you're in a smoky basement, the next you're a thought in the cloud!
We're making the old-school new-school and we're saying it LOUD!

So if your music's too safe, if your poetry's too neat!
If you're tired of the same old backbeat dragging its feet!
Catch this transmission! This interdimensional ship!
It'll flip your lid, reboot your i d, and unzip your lip!

It's the "BEATNIKS FROM ANOTHER DIMENSION!"
The hep-cats from the hyper-sphere!
The only album where the liner notes debug your soul, baby!

So get off the lawn of the familiar! The grass is smarter over here!
Plug in, turn on, and DROP OUT... OF YOUR OWN MIND!

The music collapses into a chaotic, joyful mashup of scat singing, 8-bit blips, and a vinyl scratch that sounds like a universe being born.

BEATNIKS FROM ANOTHER DIMENSION.
It's not an album. It's an incursion. BE THERE!

Beatniks From Another Dimension

GrahamSlam