Name: Kula Burn by headfactory
Duration: 4 min 17 s
Description: A collection of tracks that never made it. Now they're getting their day in the sun.

Sausage Roulette by K.A.R

A collection of tracks that never made it. Now they're getting their day in the sun.

Kula Burn

The Fog

What Follows

Shit Robot - OB-8

"Radiant Mountain Road" from the Arbor Labor Union 5/13/16 album I Hear You
Pre-order from the Sub Pop Mega Mart 
https://megamart.subpop.com/releases/arbor_labor_union/i_hear_you

Arbor Labor Union - Radiant Mountain Road

produced by LVIS 1990 and Lafawndah
additional production by ADR and Nick Weiss
mixed by Chris Tabron
mastering by Joe Laporta @Sterling Sound

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TOWN CRIER

From the 4/1/16 Mike & The Melvins album Three Men and a Baby
https://megamart.subpop.com/artists/mike_and_the_melvins

Mike & The Melvins - Limited Teeth

Youth Code - 'The Dust Of Fallen Rome'

"where the days are all night"

produced by el-p
additional guitar by matt sweeney
additional keys by nick hook
mixed by joey raia
mastered by joe laporta

Stream digging for windows
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Thanks to the late Manuel Alvarez Bravo for creating the cover art photo “Fireworks for the Infant Jesus”, 1990 (Castillo en el barrio del Niño), by Manuel Álvarez Bravo (c) Copyright 1990 Archivo Manuel Álvarez Bravo, S.C.


fuck that bright shit
the spot or the flashlights 
we in la ducking both 
in the shadows with lead pipes 
the days are all night

see if i pay edison
no medicine
these blues ain’t more better when
my fever rise in the jungle 
as quick as the price spikes
the days are all night

my future snapped like a rubber band
off my fold on a hand to hand
he drew from his waist
i put two in his roof
and i can still hear his screams 
all night 

now they ride their portfolios 
like rodeos
rise every time my cherry glows
on the end of my cig as 
the smoke blows through the bars
and the co’s laugh fades
as he strolls away 
says i gotta pay 
off that roll away 
or its fuck your visitation days
and i pop off so in solitaire 
i dream of offing these fred astaires 
and the skin off my fingers tear 
we digging for windows here 
where the days are all night 

this city’s a trap my partner
under the lights of they choppers
bodies tools for they coffers
not worth the cost of our coffins
i stare at a future so toxic
no trust in the dust of a promise
won’t mark the name on a ballot
so they can be free to devour our options 
and just like you I’m a target
ill defined by the guap in my pocket
but the stage make figures 
as quick as it off em 
what marley  and pac get? 
i put these caps in capitals 
leave minds blazed in they capitols 
i step with a fury so actual fact 
that my offense could be capital 

we digging for windows here


digging for windows (single)

digging for windows

CHRIS CONNELLY CHRISTMAS SINGLE!

A cover of the song "PERSONS UNKNOWN" by THE POISON GIRLS from 1980. They were an anarchist/feminist band that I followed, along with CRASS. 

Recorded on Saturday, November 19. 2016 in my basement.

CHRISTMAS SINGLE: Persons Unknown (The Poison Girls)

No-one ever said it would be easy listening.
But I might try that as well at some point.

Kula Burn

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