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It was a Glorious Revolution, a passionate age. Everything connected correctly and we made our own way. Luck changes, and it all faded away We felt blameless when there was a price to pay. We were aimless as one last click - stayed lifted - Bullshit aristocratic attitude, it got us twisted. We kicked its ass once with Rock and Roll, acid bodhisattvas, Castaneda’s soul. It was a hold up, hands reach for the sky, so desperate, high decibel; The type you don’t wanna mess with. Sepulveda gets away with everything these days. It’s He say She say, tease the release date. He who pays the piper calls the tune. We dance either way, the music consumes. Just move. Don’t let the bastards get you down. Faster and faster until we heard no sound. The ground shifted rippled, lost in smoke signals. The numbers started changing, doubled, tripled. We acted like everything is ok. Bad mood rising, this insistence on dismissing brothers and sisters. Don’t want to let go, can’t stay here anymore. Still surviving, this subsistence, in our lines for our prescriptions. Don’t want to let go, can’t stay here anymore. We’ve got to go. Got to go, got to run from it. Got to stay awake. Got to take the summit. Got to go, got to rise above it. We’ve got to go now before the angels blow their trumpets. Top of the world, twenty first century morning: invincible by principle, shot without warning. Even the stars die it’s so subjective. The alignment was always just another perspective. Parallax era to the very last decimal. Infinitesimal. in the blood vessels. Any song that needs to play, the jazz machine will pound away. This is the land of the lotus eaters. Emotional creatures, believers in devotional teachers. The leaders evoke the speech that provoked their first thoughts. We’re all taught something, but there is always something we’re not. We’re locked into one direction. Even the odds for your own protection. It’s all knife hand tango and the Tennessee two-step. Dancing for the answers cause we haven’t learned the blues yet. We needed to dance like life is freedom, like we’d advanced to where rights weren’t needed. We believed it.

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from Land of the Lotus Eaters, released May 14, 2013
From Land of the Lotus Eaters, released 14 May 2013
Featuring Michael Feuerstack on guitar and bass
Featuring Paul Vienneau on bass

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Halifax-based rapper, producer, musician and hip hop activist. Keep rap weird.

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