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ghost of old muses

by wheeler's drugs

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1.
mighty ants 15:06
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2.
egret passing on 20:03
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3.
dramop 36:13
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4.
jelly song 13:05
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5.
prelude to a swoon 37:10
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6.
pure angel beings (the swoon song) 15:48
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I wish we could wake up right now into another thing something a little more copacetic something a little more free I can’t believe the boundaries I can’t believe the borderlines I can’t believe we all have to walk as though everything’s just fine is it not? Surely surely its not at the same time it’s divine I see it in the water and the sunshine that’s composing this masterpiece this earth ballet hey hey hey hey hey hey in a paranoid way I believe all of this could change I guess its because if I had to guess its my imagination yes probably is a delusion that humins could end the intrusion I don’t see how it couldn’t happen I don’t see how everyday oh we’ve known for way too long that all of this could not remain yet we don’t refrain because we’re insane to me it’s plane to me it’s mundane maybe so maybe so maybe so maybe bumblebees and mallow blossoms catnips in seed gardens doing alright even though the aphids are being mean tomatoes still kickin peppers on the stem cabbages will be ripe by january or february what can there be to complain about except that’s not what everyone’s shouting out I wish someone could teach me to grow carrots but no one can and we’re all embarassed I wish I could tear down every building we don’t and plant a nice grove of chestnut trees cook em on our fires all the other shit’s gone we don’t gotta use it because we fixed the earth that we live on and if there’s a ghost that can control all of us to do it I invite them to move through these psychic barriers ain’t nothing could be scarier than the programming that remains even though we think it refrained no matter how much acid it won’t melt away no matter the mushrooms chewing it up cuz our fabric has been tainted from pure angel beings now we are in the middle in the middle spread……. Your wings your wings spread……. Those wings out pick the cob webs off em dust em out lick off all the dirt clean the bugs out shake em in the air shake em shake em like you just don’t care shake em shake em don’t em away if you don’t use it you lose it you say let’s all fly hardest part about flying is that once your in the air you continue to believe that you are flying if you don’t you fall down down back to the ground have to start over again but no matter your mind is so strong …………………….. mindless ranting without precision can’t we all just make a decision was it really so hard mindless ranting without precision there’s always a possibility that the magical phrase the sentence will move through me skunk on the amp scampering scamp crushed by some wheel I don’t want to know how it would feel skin you up good just like a human should beautiful furs of the earth cast on the side of the road for vultures that’s okay too because vultures know what to do each creature has their own special way of interacting and honoring everything may we find ours may we take back the charge may we help balance the universe may we lift off our leaden curse may we fly fly fly fly fly fly fly fly fly fly…… fly….. everyone you don’t have to be so borring just look at me, I don’t care if it’s bad too much I’m just experimenting with the notion of how a sound could be it could be this way or that or anywhere in between it could be swanky it could skanky and stanky and slow it could be operatic, I don’t know time to make it crazy again crazy again crazy again crazy again it’s the end oh we’re fucking doomed
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postlude to a swoon 21:55
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wish i could wake up right now into another thing something a little more copacetic something a little more free i can't believe the boundaries i can't believe the borderlines i can't believe we all have to walk as though everything is just fine is it not? surely it's not at the same time in the water and sunshine composing a masterpiece composing a ballet .... .... .... in a paranoid way i believe all of this will change i guess that's because it's my imagination yes it probably is a delusion that humans could be a solution i don't see how it couldn't happen i don't see how everyday oh we've known for way too long that all of this has can not remain if we don't refrain we're insane to me it's plane to me it's mundane so maybe so maybe so maybe so maybe chicory and mallow blossoms catnips in seed tomatos still kickin peppers on the stem what's there really to complain about? except that's not what everyone's shoutin out i wish someone would teach me to grow carrots but there's no one here to and we're all embarassed wish i could tear down every building we don't need and replace them with a grove of chestnut trees cook them on a fire all the other shit's gone we don't gotta use it cuz we fixed the earth that we live on and if there's a ghost that could control all of us to do it i invite them to move through these psychic barriers ain't nothing could be scarier no matter how much acid it won't melt away no matter the mushrooms chewing it up (we're fucking doomed) we came here from pure angle beings now we are in the middle in the middle spread your wings your wings and fly spread those wings out pick the cobwebs off em dust em out lick off all the dirt clean the bugs the out shake em in the air shake em shake em like you just don't care shake em don't take them away if you don't use it you lose it they say let's all fly the hardest part about flying is that once you are in the air you continue to believe that you are flying if you don't fall down down down back to the ground have to start over again but no matter your mind is so strong instead of dancing without precision can't we all make a decision .... mindless dancing without precision there's always a possiblity that the magical phrase will drift into you skunk on the amp skampering skamp crushed by some wheel i don't want to know how it would feel skin you up good just like a human should beautiful furs of the earth cast on the side of the road for vultures that's okay too vultures know what to do each creature has their own special way of interacting and honoring everything maybe i know maybe help balance the universe maybe lift off our leaden curse may we fly fly fly fly fly fly fly fly fly fly everyone you don't have to be so boring look at me i don't care if it's bad too much i'm just a human being with a notion of how a sound could be it could be this way or that or anywhere in between it could swanky it could skanky skanky and slow it could be operatic i don't know crazy again crazy again it's the end --------- i would say it's nothing but that's because i smile at something i don't know and if it's true i know i was what we become ....

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Back in 2016 a group of anarchists occupied a privately owned barn on unceded Karuk land. In between butchering road kill and making goat cheese they setup a noise studio in which they endeavored to create masterpieces.

With very minimal and crude technology, they set to work, teaching themselves to open up to the void, in order to discover what one might discover in a weird wilderness.

One of them was kind enough to give us a few snippets, lyrical solo pieces from that time.

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released September 9, 2022

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Source unknown is based out of a place named Goudini. A rural area of coastal pacific northwest.

This collection of albums strives to traverse a wide spectrum of moods. Tending to be, but not limited to, live recordings, improvisation, experimentation and free form expression. ... more

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