Circles

Demo of Egyptian Afterlife

01 Gibbons Awoken

02 Sleepy Doni

03 Funky Magus

04 Rock and Roll Huey Long

Designer Feelings

06 Gingerbread Man

07 Dancing In The Piglight

KISSES

Only Like

STINKY TOY

My identity 
Is a stinky toy
A piece of trash
A commodified concept
That I use like a punch card

When clocking in to the full-time job
Of being myself for other people. 

My identity is worthless
Because identity--as it is contemporarily exploited--
Is ubiquitous.

Perhaps, I feel this way because my identity has never really been threatened with erasure,
But, at the same time maybe it has.

For, if I completely chose to not participate in the accessorizing, exercising, put to working, best face forwarding, data brokering, kooky kabuki, symbolic ritual dance of showing you how I am so vested in who I am,

That you should not be scared of me
Because I have so much to lose
That I would not threaten
Who you are--

None of you would be 
Listening to me
At all right now.

I fantasize about deleting myself.

In one fell swoop.

I leave wherever I am
With as much cash as possible.

I erase all my profiles. One by one
As I walk toward the bus station.

Then, I text one person I am not dead
And not to worry

Before immediately deleting my email address.

Then, I stomp the glass on my smart phone, extract the SIM card, torch it with a Bic lighter, and throw it all in separate trash cans as I continue on my way. 

No one will know whatever brilliance of life I witness today
Perhaps ever again.

No one knows where I am. Or who I am anymore.

How absurd--and strangely decadent--that mere anonymity could be viewed as so radical. 

But that generalized hubris and existential failure 
To acknowledge my own vulnerability 
Will be something that I have to leave behind
In it's own separate trash can before I

Get on the Megabus
And shave my eyebrows in the bathroom.

Daniel Pujol: Voice, keys, bass, drums
Brett Rosenberg: Guitar
Jacob DeGraftenreid/Sunphase: Engineer, mix, master


Stinky Toy

It had worked before, “To go from a heel to a face.” That’s how he got here. So why not try it again?

Political Errors @TheEndOfThe20thCentury

Political Errors @TheEndOfThe 20thCentury

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Political Errors @TheEndOfThe20thCentury (Side A)

“Ive been abusing postmodern concepts 2 create relativistic value-set nightmare vacuum between theory n praxis where might can b right”

Political Errors At The End Of The 20th Century

Political Errors @TheEndOfThe20thCentury (Side B)

KLUDGE

Spooky Scary

Nasty, Brutish, And Short

Mayday

BUTTERFLYKNIFE

. MAYDAY 
THE BALLAD OF RICHARD HOUSTON

WALKING BACK FROM SUPERSTITION,
YOU DON’T KNOW YOU COULD BE THAT WAY
BEN F’S LIBRARIES GOT YOU CHRISTENED
THE ACE OF CALLING SPADES A SPADE
SO YOU CHANGE YOUR NAME TO YOUR POSITION
YOU’RE MAKING ALL YOUR TASSELS SWAY
FORWARD PSYCHIC NEPOTISM
BUT YOU DON’T GOT TO BE THAT WAY
I LOVE TO HEAR YOU SPEAK
BECAUSE I DIG THE THINGS YOU SAY
YOU GONNA WEAR THAT CROWN ALL OVER TOWN
LIKE YOU’RE THE KING OF MAY
THE KING OF MAY
DID YOU KNOW WHAT I BEEN THINKING
BROUGHT ME CLOSE TO HEAR YOU SAY,
“THAT I NEED PEOPLE DISAGREEING
SO I DON’T GET STUCK IN WAYS,
BECAUSE LATELY I’VE BEEN SLIPPING
DEEPER TOWARDS INSANITY,
SO LOW THAT I’M BUILDING BUILDINGS,
THIS IS WHAT ENTANGLES ME.”
BUT I LOVE TO HEAR YOU SPEAK
BECAUSE I DIG THE THINGS YOU SAY
YOU’RE GONNA WEAR THAT CROWN ALL OVER TOWN
LIKE YOU’RE THE KING OF MAY
THE KING OF MAY
THEM IS US WHEN WE ARE PICKING
LEMONS MADE OF LEMONADE 
INTERESTED IN EASY LIVING
SO INTENSELY THAT YOU SAY,
“IT’S NOTHING REALLY ESOTERIC,
YOU KNOW I JUST SELF-EDUCATE,
CUZ MAGIC THAT COMES FROM MAGICIANS
IT ISN’T MAGIC ANYWAY,
BUT I LOVE TO HEAR YOU SPEAK,
BECAUSE YOU’VE BEEN DEALT THE FATE TO SAY,
YOU’RE GONNA TAKE THAT CROWN,
AND MELT IT DOWN,
AS A GHOST OF YESTERDAY.”


MAYDAY

PUJOL

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