Looking Away

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Shadows On The Run

This is my version of the classic Joy Division track. 

Love Will Tear Us Apart

Sawyer Utah-Play with my heart (sped up)

The Countdown

Medusa's Song

CRZY (PITCHED-DOWN)

“I didn’t mind zero orgasm. But(t) zero empathy is goddamn shitty. I didn’t mind the finite chasm. But(t) zero sum is so darn petty.”

An experimental post-punk gipsy dub cabaret autopsy of a finite petty game played by a wannabe punk with nothing but(t) junk. Inspired by Grace Hopper’s first actual case of bug being found—because some bugs aren’t found in code but(t) in character.

Bug found: NO EMPATHY.
Infinite test result: FAILED.
Diagnostic: BUGS GOT NO GRACE.
Features: Camus, Russell, Brel, one absurdist fart, and the subjective finite game theory of a wannabe punk who chose selfishness over connectedness, defect over respect, and contempt over content.

Real punks care, darling… Blessed be irony.

“Zero Sum” is a GROWsutra (Date to Care) EPx22 and it flows fool on yum, like this:
❯ Hypnotic Motorik LOFI (1-3)
❯ Gipsy Hop LOFI (4-6)
❯ Folk Poetry DUB (7-8)
❯ Psychedelick Jazz DUB (9)
❯ Ragga Flamenco DUB (10-12)
❯ Flamenco Techno INDIE (13-15)
❯ Fado Punk BURLESQUE (16-18)
❯ Cello Accordion BURLESQUE (19-20)
❯ Post-Punk Cabaret BURLESQUE (21-22)

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“Zero Sum” @bananasutra #lyrics

[Intro]
Zero sum, zero Sean
Zero seen, feeling shunned
By a wannabe punk
With nothing but(t) junk

[Verse 1]
You played a game with no fair end in sight
You brought the shrug, you picked the fight
We praised Camus, and we kissed like Brel
But(t) then you spat on me for a finite spell

[Chorus]
I didn’t mind zero orgasm
But(t) zero empathy is goddamn shitty
I didn’t mind the finite chasm
But(t) zero sum is so darn petty

Zero sum, zero seen
Fool on spite, flatline screen
Zero care, zero face
Proof that bugs got no grace

[Verse 2]
I over-explained, you anti-hugged
I prayed for peace, you just unplugged
I quoted history, you quoted silence
I sought connection, you sought compliance

[Chorus]
I didn’t mind zero orgasm
But(t) zero empathy is goddamn shitty
I didn’t mind the finite chasm
But(t) zero sum is so darn petty

Zero sum, zero seen
Fool on spite, flatline screen
Zero care, zero face
Proof that bugs got no grace

[Verse 3]
You called it subjective, I called it true
I called it cowardly, you called it through
I philosophized, with art and heart
You antagonized, like an absurd fart

[Bridge]
Real punks care, darling
Real trust is daring
Real games are infinite
Not just extractively lit

[Outro]
Two things darling, 
Two simple things:
Get the facts right
Keep love in sight

That’s all I need to know 
To know that you can’t grow

That’s all I need to flow 
To know that you can’t glow

Zero sum
Zero Sean
Infinite game theory 
Blessed be the irony

Bye Bye Spanganga
Sing Bananasutra…

🍌♾️

[03] Zero Sum • GROWsutra Hypnotic Post-Punk Motorik Fusion LOFI

This is an indie track I wrote about dating someone too guarded to see beyond it.
I wrote lyrics. AI came up with the vocals and melody.
If you relate to it, drop a comment — I love hearing how people interpret my music.
Thanks for listening 💛

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