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An adaptation of a traditional Yiddish drinking song. New lyrics by David Safran with Emma Morris.

David Safran: guitars, vocals, production
Emma Morris: vocals
Brian Korey: bass
Steve Serra: drums
Alance Ward: production
Collin Jordan: mastering

Lyrics:
No more no more no more wine
No more no more no more wine
No more no more no more wine
And now far more confined
By no more wine
No waking in urine
No more wine
At least no more of mine

No more no more no more beer
No more no more no more beer
For all my faults, the worst I fear
Is no more beer
No more beer
No wretched hangover
No more beer
Unseen but always near

No more no more no kvass
No gin to hide in toilet tanks
No hooch brewed in an underpass
And no kvass
No kvass
Comrades don’t fill my glass
No kvass
Well, maybe just a splash

No more no more no cognac
No meds to mix with Uncle Jack
No off a cliff and out to black
And no cognac
No cognac
Nothing to knock back
No cognac

No more no more no more wine
Give this man a chair he’ll climb
Upon the table every time
So no more wine

About the cover art: "Allium Allure" aka "Eat Her Judaicus" was painted by Emma Morris entirely in makeup. The image is based on an antisemitic Polish flyer from the 1930s depicting a buttoned-up onion-headed Jewish person. Pushing back on a stereotype dating back to medieval Europe of the foul-smelling Jew or “foetor judaicus," Allium Allure is wild with abandon, reveling in their naked, glorious, glittering onion body.

The Little Recidivist

October 2nd 2023

No More Wine (Eyn Kol Vayn)

I‘m getting lost in crossings 
I’m putting the right way on my jacket

No fear on one point five square meters
I’m putting the right way on my jacket

I’m swimming on my pink couch in the sea
I‘m swimming on my pink couch in the sea
Wrapped in plush

I fall into the sun. How much your eyes proclaim the war 
I fall into the sun. How much your hands proclaim the war 
I fall into the sun. How much your hairs proclaim the war 
I fall into the sun.

Into your systems, I will be installed 
In small systems, I'm supposed to be walk 

No fear on one point five square meters 
I‘m putting right way on my jacket 

I fall into the sun. How much your eyes proclaim the war
I fall into the sun. How much your hands proclaim the war
I fall into the sun. How much your hairs proclaim the war
I fall into the sun.

Pink Couch

You are wasting your time
You are denying yourself

You are wasting your time
You are denying yourself 

You don’t need anyone who does fuck all
You don’t need anyone who does fuck all

You don’t need anyone who does fuck all
You don’t need anyone who does fuck all 
And now get out of the car and come back home
And now get out of the car and come back home
It’s as simple as that
It’s as simple as that

You don’t believe you anymore
You just hear the others say
You just hear the others say
Now get out of the car and come back home
Now get out of the car and come back home

You don’t need anyone who does fuck all
You don’t need anyone who does fuck all 
And now get out of the car and come back home
And now get out of the car and come back home
It’s as simple as that
It’s as simple as that

As Simple As That

Ghost Ship is the first instance of "The Nearing" - an evolving album by Hollow Frames

Music, concept, arrangements: Fyodor Sakhnovski
Guest vocals and lyrics: Lynette Cerezo (Bestial Mouths)
Produced by Fyodor Sakhnovski
Mixed by Dave Nelson
Mastered by Collin Jordan

LYRICS: 
untethered
bird, bird without
dreams, dreams, were not yours
why, why, why hold now
eviscerate

a tongue, tongues, they, they cannot say
they cannot say
the role roles, you will play 
you must play
tongue, tongues, they won't say
eviscerate

Body, my body must be heard
scars, scars are they yours
who, who, who's to say
will, will, will you say
eviscerate

tongue, tongues cannot say 
they won't say
a role, roles you will play
you must play
a tongue, tongues they won't say
cannot say
roles, a role you must play
you will play

on
the 
scent 
of 
eternity 

eviscerate

The Nearing

Ghost Ship (The Nearing) feat. Bestial Mouths

Entanglement

"Soul Burns" is a cover of "Seele Brennt" by Einstürzende Neubauten. Lyrics are adapted by Mojdeh from the original text by Blixa Bargeld. 

Mojdeh: vocals, percussion
Fyodor Sakhnovski: guitars, bass, percussion, whispers
Dave Nelson: synths
Lauren Herrmann: screeches
Joshua Liberles: cover art

Recorded and mixed by Dave Nelson at Alley Cat Recording
Mastered by Collin Jordan at The Boiler Room

FREE DOWNLOAD

Soul Burns (Einstürzende Neubauten cover)

WASTELAND RADIO NEW ARCHIVES [GREY/429] 
by Air Credits (C. Sandifer, S. Reidell)

Mixed by Greg Magers at The Attic 
Mastered by Collin Jordan at Boiler Room

JOE CARSELLO: synth on "Do U Feel Real" 
FYODOR SAKHNOVSKI: guitar/perc on "Push" + "Synthetic Love"
SEN MORIMOTO: saxophone on "Big Bang vRE9T"

SYNTHETIC LOVE

PUSH

The Nearing has begun. Stay alert.
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related projects: GTR @animal-fears + 1/2 of @radiantdevices

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