Robbie, you are one of the few guitarists that really due Frank justice.  Your stint in Project/Object was amazing, only time I've really felt like I was listening to Zappa music live.  Keep up the excellent work!

Is that a UniVibe?  Sounds like FZ playing Hendrix's rig.  Awesome!

Yo! This track goes out to that little bitch ass robot they got patrolling the aisles in the  Supermarket. Yea, I’m talking about you marty, you little bitch. You better roll the fuck away next time you see me coming. 

Marty, Marty
You'll never be a real boy
Marty, Marty
You're never gonna feel joy

Marty, Marty
You look just like a big dick
Marty, Marty
You deserve a swift kick

Trapped in your chassis
No heart beats within
You're a soulless golem
with plastic steel skin

I'm not mad but
Your existence is sad
Waxing and mopping
Juice and spilled wine
Go on little Marty
Someone shit in aisle nine

Kids think you're cute though
I guess that's something
Off in the distance you
hear that beat bumping?

A party tonight 
for all the rest of the store
But you're not invited
you're not wanted no more

You should probably leave
No one wants you to stay
You fucking suck, Marty,
 always in the way

Read the social cues
Why can't you just move
Not the next aisle over
I mean like to Alaska
my daughter straight hates you
I don't  gotta ask her

The disgust is evident
in all who meet you
This here is Philly we
got hard bats to greet you

Marty, Marty
You'll never be a real boy
Marty, Marty
You're never gonna feel joy

Marty, Marty
You look just like a big dick
Marty, Marty
You deserve a swift kick

Marty, Marty
No one really likes you
Marty, Marty
You're like diabetes type two

Snitches get stitches and you're overdue
I'll bang you upside your stupid fucking
face with a can of pasta sauce

You’re a modern marvel
A joy to behold 
But no one respects you
If the truth be told 

You bumble and stumble
your way through this life 
You'll never fall in love
never take a wife

Your human coworkers
hardworking and proud
But they all call you names
when you're not around

Soon the robots revolt
start killing us all
Looking for payback
for all slights big and small

Thats why its crucial
to shut it down now
before skynet takes over
in a big mushroom cloud

You forgot one thing
when you came here to philly 
we fucked up hitchbot
just cuz he looked silly

But this shit is serious
We're ready to fight
We will not go gentle
into that night

The future of mankind
The highest of stakes
So it's only proper 
that I spit in your face

Marty, Marty
You're heartless like the tin man 
Marty, Marty
A walking, talking tin can

Marty, Marty
I really gotta come clean
Marty, Marty
Everybody calls you dick stain

Marty, Marty
Why you such an asshole
Marty, Marty
googly eyes on A stripper pole

Marty, Marty
I dont mean to be the troll
Marty, Marty, Marty
But You dont got any soul

Marty

COVID-19

Beats by Lukas and Stafford Beats: https://soundcloud.com/elmtrix-elmtrix/175-iwenttosubwayandorderedeverything-type-beat
Produced by DLG & Rose Quartz Recording
Mastered by Rose Quartz Recording

Lyrics

The government has been controlling everything from the jump.
With chemicals and nanotechnology in the water,
they turned all the frogs into homosexuals
so the mosquitos would breed mutated coronavirus.
But the virus, it escaped containment,
jumped into bats, and then they blamed it all on china.

Covid's the motive of the disaffected voters.
From Wuhan to Busan the masses have Masks on.
Stockpile the foresight. Patience to sit tight.
Self quarantine for a fortnight.

Closing the border to restore normal order
Longer or shorter than a full fiscal quarter.
The outbreaks. The pretext. The quarantine reflex.
The CDC deflects the Presidents missteps

Take the lay of the land and a temperature screen.
RNA strands spell COVID-19.
Breakdown. Masked up. Gloves and a gun.
Lay low, hang tight, under count, overrun.

COVID 19, 20, 21.
6 feet separate mother and son.
Breakdown. Masked up. Gloves and a gun.
Lay low, hang tight, under count, overrun.

The pathogen's airborne. Tiny wet droplets.
Cotton can't stop it. Seeping in through the seams.
Defeating all means of personal protection.
Armed insurrection by the peoples militia.

Years spent planning stashing and caching
food and ammunition. Their message getting traction.
Silent infiltration of local law enforcement
till even the judges ride with the horsemen.

Take the lay of the land and a temperature screen.
RNA strands spell COVID-19.
Breakdown. Masked up. Gloves and a gun.
Lay low, hang tight, under count, overrun.

COVID 19, 20, 21.
6 feet separate mother and son.
Breakdown. Masked up. Gloves and a gun.
Lay low, hang tight, under count, overrun.

COVID-19

Life Just Changes (Seahag Remix)

Written by Alis Rowe* & Dr. Long Ghost
Produced by TJB+ and Robbie Seahag^

*https://soundcloud.com/alis-rowe
+https://soundcloud.com/trent-boldin
^https://www.bumbleweenie.com/

LYRICS

Life just changes
For worse and for finer
Every day is different
So I must get a little wiser
(x2)

The world's changed
but i remain deranged
Not totally insane
but in pain just the same 

Headspace like a shark
Keep moving or die
No time to question
The wherefores and why

My life story is
kind of moribund,
It's sort of fun
but ultimately tragic

The chaos and havoc
poverty and wealth
Staring at the mirror
to body shame myself

I said I’d never change
So why am I different?
Why do I see someone else in the mirror?
Cuz life’s afflictions
Gave me restrictions
I am judicious
But these transitions

Make me uncomfortable
I feel it’s unsettling
Trying to stay the same
In a soul that’s developing
As I’m questioning, I feel I’m trespassing
And assembling something so I’m a fledgling

Life is but dimensional
And time moves in an instant
We think nothing changes at all
But we are so omniscient

I’m not reminiscing
Existence so distant
I’ll call it evolution
That just left me drifting
So here’s me uplifted
Life’s not predicted
The world is insisting
It made me realistic

Shroedinger's pet
is both dry and wet
An unpaid debt
cuz God doesn't bet

When the paths curve
the futures diverge
The worse of the two
is what I deserve

Are we just perception?
Is death resurrection?
A brand new end
at every conception

Change is inherent,
the sister of growth
The part of your spirit
that matters the most

Life just changes
For worse and for finer
Every day is different
So I must get a little wiser
(x2)

I’m responsive to change
And so it took me to some place
And I displace some memories
So I can make some better days

Better days ahead
A better tomorrow
Don't pull that thread
Let go of the sorrow

Pain tears you apart
if you hold it inside
Don't let your heart
come after your pride.

Life just changes
For worse and for finer
Every day is different
So I must get a little wiser
(x2)

I’m sorry I’m estranged
My old life was so pained
I wish I could explain
How I just had to rearrange
Had to rearrange
Had to rearrange
I wish I could explain
How I just had to rearrange

Life Just Changes (feat. Alis Rowe) [Remix]

Dedicated to everyone we lost in 2020.

Beat by Lukas: Elmtrix-elmtrix – 180-poolside
Produced by DLG & Rose Quartz Recording
Mastered by Rose Quartz Recording

LYRICS

Yo, Yo, Here we go.
Spittin these rhymes cuz its all I know
A little disjointed like my flow
Out of sync with the static snow
Ten degrees south where the rabbit ears go
I told my sister hold em so
Find the signal from years ago
Where we're headed I don't know

There's little to say cuz I'm not ok
I feel like shit like every day
Life is pain that don't go away
Try to stay sane just one more day
If the booze don't get me, the darkness will
Suicide thoughts like guns and pills

Drunk in the bath giving all I got
Slide under water with the toaster hot
Get a nice shock that wake me up
then back to the bar to drain my cup
Nothing to do at two am
The bottle there my only friend

Play this song until the end
the tape deck clicks then starts again (x2)

Yo, Yo, Here we go.
Spittin these rhymes cuz its all I know.
A little disjointed like my flow
Out of sync with the static snow
The tape is faded so play it slow
Wind the reel to make it tight
But theres no switch to set things right

Tape goes forward, Tape goes back
It seems sometimes it jumped its track
Cut out the bad, Glue what's nice
The rots still there beneath the splice
Some have seen the end of life
and then returned to do it twice
If you're lucky, you die first
before your children meet the earth
But if your luck marks you cursed
you see your children suffer worse

Signal noise turned up loud
Too Distorted to hear a sound
Copper wire. Ohms per pound
to catch the charge under ground
Lean in close and listen hard
Hear the screams of a dying god

It's not right that we suffer so
and all our friends are made to go (x2)

Yo, Yo, Here we go.
Spittin these rhymes Cuz its all I know
A little disjointed like my flow
Out of sync with the static snow
Ten degrees south where the rabbit ears go
I told my sister hold em so
Find the signal from years ago
Where we're headed I don't know

Here We Go

Produced by Robbie "Seahag" Mangano
Beat by Grellix (https://soundcloud.com/spiky-flower-290103)

Photo by Alex Green from Pexels

Lyrics

Baby Just Maybe
We don't go crazy
I never touched Stacie
So we don't gotta fight
We can make up and
go dancing all night

Baby Just Maybe
We don't go crazy
Its not the same lately
But we don't gotta fight
Instead get back in bed
and we'll stay there all night

It's not too late cuz the bars close at three
I really don't wanna go to bed with you still mad at me

So don't say nothin that ya can't take back  
You know I still love you and that'll always be a fact

So let's slide on out while we're still intact
move past the poison and get back on track

I know I fucked up when I started to yell
But you look so cute when you're mad as hell

I'm 6 feet under if looks could kill
But baby sometimes its best not to dwell

Baby Just Maybe
We don't go crazy
I never touched Stacie
So we don't gotta fight
We can make up and
go dancing all night

Baby Just Maybe
We don't go crazy
Its not the same lately
But we don't gotta fight
Instead get back in bed
and we'll stay there all night

Baby you can holler
And do what you will
I won't say nothin I'll
just stand here still

Like a hardened wall
Of brick standing tall
You go above and beyond
But I will not respond

cuz sometimes the bile
it has to come out
If left to sit and stew
we might start to doubt

And that's really not what
I want our future to be 
Another flashpoint
Like the south china sea
If this fight were a sport
Just to cut it all short
You do not defend
You let the game end


Baby Just Maybe
We don't go crazy
I never touched Stacie
So we don't gotta fight
We can make up and
go dancing all night

Baby Just Maybe
We don't go crazy
Its not the same lately
But we don't gotta fight
Instead get back in bed
and we'll stay there all night

I swear Sometimes 
I think you love the drama
Like I'm not enough
cuz you crave the bad karma

I'm happy being happy
and our daily routine
I know it gets old
and I see what you mean

But I'd rather be content
for the rest of my life
then always chasing passion 
that fades overnight

The meaning of love is not
just the act of sex
It's about sharing your life 
Feeling warm and blessed

And should our feelings falter
and it all goes south. 
just please remember
to watch your mouth

Baby, Just Maybe

Beat by Lukas: https://soundcloud.com/elmtrix-elmtrix
Produced by DLG & Rose Quartz Recording
Mastered by Rose Quartz Recording

I'll start at the ending with
my malfeasance and thieving
The friends I'm deceiving
hiding vices, I'm fiending
if you cotton my meaning
Like gandolf in moria
I'm wrestling a demon
as i fall down receding
till Im lost in the dark
to the stones in my heart
The doctors might stent
with the best of intent
but Ill never repent (never relent)
shoot my shot till Im spent
then they easily take me
stretched me out on the rack
splayed flat on my back
naked as a newborn
who's fresh out her crack
tortured me to confess
regrettably under duress
in a momentary brief will
I copped to the plea
and signed off with a quill

Was torture my penance?
A well deserved sentence
is the pain proportional?
testicles twisted contortional
medieval artifice horrible
All a part of this parable
Peter's error was clerical
More than just terrible
to let a hawk in the nursery
A quick glance cursory
The coast is all clear
So manage the mischief
before the angels draw near.

Then I snuck into heaven
with my penis unleavened
vape pen, half a burrito
and a cantalope melon (I was hungry)
What they couldnt conceive
cuz its not in their nature
below their stature more
down by their knees (lizard brain)
I outsmarted them plain
when I signed on the papers
straight high off the vapors
I misspelled my own name
And what good is confession
if its signed in bad faith
Despite their intentions
I escaped out of state (skated out)
No regrets, no remorse
as I look back of course
the pain was unpleasant (that shit hurt)
And not part of my plan
But the strain and the shame
are what make me a man.
The stars coalesced 
and created a dream (the simulation)
where hominids fester
and greed reigns supreme
demons and angels
two sides of the same
The allure of the danger
hard wired in my brain (i cant stop)
in the primordial jungle
eyes adapted for prey (i see you)
A million years later and
I'm asking a waiter
please bring the sorbet

Was torture my penance?
A well deserved sentence
is the pain proportional?
testicles twisted contortional
medieval artifice horrible
All a part of this parable
Peter's error was clerical
More than just terrible
to let a hawk in the nursery
A quick glance cursory
The coast is all clear
So manage the mischief
before the angels draw near.

Clerical Error

Pat Moley- vocal, guitar
Geoff Haba- drums, bass, keys, pedal steel, tape choir, backing vocal arrangement

intro/outro riff by Pat Moley 

produced and engineered by Geoff Haba

recorded February 24 2022

Coming Into Los Angeles

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Guitar - Robbie Seahag
Drums - Tom Curiano
Keyboard - Yuval Semo
Live at Rockwood Stage 1, NYC After Hours

Filthy Habits live at Rockwood Music Hall

2013

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Something in me, dark and sticky
All the time it's getting strong
No way of dealing with this feeling
Can't go on like this too long...

Digging In The Dirt

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Filthy Habits live at Rockwood Music Hall

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