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Across Alive (Autophagy Abyss)
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A strange, somewhat grim vehicle of electropunk-inspired industrial pop nonsense. I've been told my lyrics verge on the slightly intense. With effortless underg
I'd love to sound more like :Wumpscut: or Katscan or someone like that but I'm afraid that's unlikely. I've spent too many years looking for proper industrial punk bands and the sort of hairy European misanthropes that float my boat, but come up empty, so I thought I'd do it myself. That said, I cringe listening to my own tunes - which unfortunately I've been known to do sometimes; possibly because they're all gloriously unhinged. I suppose Jandek and Suckdog are role models as well then. Does this break the 'evil Nihilistic bleakness' third wall a bit? I always wonder that about industrial and post-industrial groups. They all sound so sensible and dour. That said, I'd like to think my real life is somewhat grim, and I'm not just moaning on about Nazi zombies or cybernetic hookers or something. You get a lot of dental references in my stuff. Much as I try not to glorify it, that's probably because I've been known to chew sweet dripping fuck out of myself on occasion and would at least like to be allowed to complain about that decidedly unorthodox state of affairs occasionally. The attitude of Whitehouse, Brighter Death Now, Swans and Painslut filtered through the crappy techno pop bleepery of whatever modern toss I'm subconsciously influenced by, I suppose. Right, that's enough bands name-dropped. Just listen to it if you're curious.
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Peak #147
Peak in subgenre #5
Author
Ben Power/Ben Power/4 Minute Warning
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August 08, 2015
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MP3 5.1 MB 128 kbps 5:36
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Across Alive (Autophagy Abyss) Unicorns and satyrs pumped into the meat machine Wash your hands with bleach until the skin is glistening clean Measure out some margins for the people in between Close your mouths and swallow but I won’t forget the screams An anorexic hope The subtle body will decay Entranced by chance remembrances beyond the dust of day Drinking down mojitos on the suicide strip And mixing up some morals as soiled sanity slips Take the bones of angels Craft a beautiful chain Then flay all faith alive With its fresh new pain These flowers are not flowers Leave their tongues to coat the drain But you still want something different Something you just can’t sustain I’m nothing but a flux slug sipping stale champagne Biting back the beast that scratches at my brain Dehumanised on Da’at and devalued by your blame Whilst consumers carve up concrete and snort it like cocaine As chemical flares burn through sepulchre skies Mary Jane magicians think up empty alibis Media convulsions have their grey tint optimised Soul lobotomy a fair-trade price for paradise Take the bones of angels Craft a beautiful chain Then flay all faith alive With its fresh new pain These flowers are not flowers Leave their tongues to coat the drain But you still want something different Something you just can’t sustain Impaled by self-delusions sent by watchers overhead Cold-blood coded cameras make a living from the dead Claustrophobic Paranoiac Misanthropic cattle led Anesthetise your ethics so the market can be fed I’ve seen it on the surface of the silent light Sailing down the shadows in a scar of delight These spheres of vision Each atom of waste I’m slicing through the skin of reality’s face My memories all rotting in a rip of fired blue Tomorrow is just yesterday wrapped up in sharper truth Stabbed into infinity Buried in that sand This message isn’t for you and you would not understand And love is like a hand grenade With rusty hooks and paper chains We’re turning inside out insane Our heads upon a silver plate Formaldehyde will hide the taste All life is lashes on a stage We lack the veins to venerate The bitter world that spins away
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