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Defunct Devices
04:18
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Defunct devices
A promise we can’t keep
Defunct devices
Piled up high, sold cheap
Teaching silicon to sing
Always wanting to win
Working out at the gym
And getting thrown in the bin
There’s a place for us
Where we’ll turn to rust
VHS / Betamax
Swapping Pavement for podcasts
Holding on to the past
And hoping that
there’s a place for us
Where we can go rust
Defunct devices
A promise we can’t keep
Defunct devices
Piled up high, sold cheap
Shooting cars at the moon
Always trying to cut through
Selling links to cartoons
European Monsoon
There’s a place for us
Where we’ll turn to rust
Telegram / Telecast
Chopping and changing so fast
How could this ever last?
Here’s hoping that
there’s a place for us
Where we can go rust
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Embrace Dunning-Kruger
04:04
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I don't know much
about the complex web
of interconnected forces
that affect our lives
And I don't know how
To connect the dots
Tween the things I've learned
When I need to decide
I don't know much about macroeconomics
Maybe I should read a book about about it?
IDK much about quantum mechanics?
Maybe I shouldn't even think about it?
Maybe I shouldn't be
Heard or seen
Like the queen
Until I read
Every book in the
lib-ra-ry?
Or maybe not
Maybe there's another option?
Maybe maybe maybe maybe
Maybe I should embrace Dunning-Kruger effects
Just to get things done?
Maybe I should embrace Dunning-Kruger effects?
Like I'm 21
Maybe etc
Just to get things done?
Maybe etc
Like a politician
I don't know much
About the price of fish
Or a pint of milk
Or how to cheat death
Or how to lose weight
By only eating kale
But everybody else just seems SO CERTAIN
IDK much about
Microfluidics
Maybe I should ask a friend about it?
Sometimes wonder if I might be a Marxist
Maybe I shouldn't make a fuss about it?
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Bug Hotel
02:58
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Nature is amazing
but it’s no match for you and me
We try
We tweak but
What if it’s already too late?
With scissors and cardboard and glue
We will plant the seeds
Of change
In you but
Then we still jump on an aeroplane
When we grow up we’ll live
In a bug hotel
It’s a nice idea
Save up karma in case
It all gets much worse
We can disappear
Let’s pull up our roots
And opt out in the country
We’ll watch
It burn but
At least we can all say I told you so
Or with heads in the sand
We’ll put faith in technology
Our fin
gers crossed
That one day we’ll still get to boldly go
Friendly robots will give
Us a helping hand
It’s a nice idea
Send off ark ships to space
If we mess up earth
We can disappear
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One Year Off
02:44
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Work on yourself / Around the clock / Work on yourself
Work on yourself / Behind the scenes / Work on yourself
Solve mankind / (you know you can do it) / Solve mankind
Solve mankind / Through sheer brain power / Solve mankind
Change / A word in a sentence until
Change / A word in a sentence until
Change / A word in a sentence until
The world changes too
The world changes you
One year off
To get my head together
One year off
Of uninterrupted leisure
And I’ll come back fighting
I promise
Working the room / you Cheshire cat charmer / Work that room
Make them all pay / (you know you can do it) / Make ‘em pay
Strange / A herd out for vengeance can kill
Strange / A nerd with inventions and thrills
Strange / Absurd unrepentant until
The world changes too
The world changes you
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5. |
Listed Building
03:02
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Broken glass underfoot
Impulse responses sounding good
What’s that caught in the low dbs?
Long lost voices on the breeze
All we were
All we made
All we did
The place we played
Chinese wolves
and cactus snakes
Will leave their tracks
Across the wastes
Gone gone gone
The world moves on
From miners’ sons
The world moves on
Invisible hand
Listed building
You’re next
You know you’re next
Keep yr head down and stay true to the trail
But don’t think that you’re not for sale
Cenotaph alone survived the fire
The village remembers every little life
Zoning regs, the glorious dead
Lest we forget, children go unfed
All our friends
All our games
All our noise
The place we played
Billionaires
and hedge fund snakes
Will leave their tracks
Across the wastes
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6. |
Does That Make Sense?
03:16
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I come from the land of opportunity
I can’t tell a cactus from a Christmas tree
I don’t want to add to the cacophony
Is there still a world for default men like me?
The words I choose in emails are “too feminine”
One more cause for stress on top of everything
Have a cup of coffee before I login
We fit it all in
My opinions are tested
My clauses are nested
My cadences in-flected?
To keep you interested
As I go on and on and on and on and on
Does that make sense?
There’s a generation coming after me
With feedback loops that amplify their empathy
Exponential interconnectivity
Maybe they just get all this instinctively?
“Fighting” mass extinction sounds too masculine
One more cause for stress on top of everything
Get the words all perfect before we begin
We fit it all in
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You won’t always be good at football
Every atom in your body will be replaced
Inside the red pill, another blue pill
Every impulse in your neurons will go to waste
One match is not the story that will make your life
(Your life! Your life!)
Our hadrons colliding
Our T cells dividing
We do much more than survive
So you won’t always be good at football
It’s no disgrace
I double dare you to give up smoking
An warning email from your future may come too soon
Outside of context, without an index
Every playback of your memories the tape is chewed
Your match came from a story of who spared a light
(a light! a light!)
Our superpositions
Our family traditions
We do much more than survive
I double dare you to stub that thing out
On this balloon
[guitar solo]
One match is not the story that will make your life
(Your life! Your life!)
Our hadrons colliding
Our T cells dividing
We do much more than survive
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8. |
Shit Playgrounds
02:24
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Little ones your world is shrinking
Let no bean go uncounted
Will we leave a place for you
In the shade of the concrete mountains?
We used
To know no bounds
All of nature waiting for you
What we found
For yooooooooooou
In the world (in the world)
In the world (in the world)
Oh why in the world
Do we build
Why in the world
Do we build
Shit playgrounds?
Little ones your world is crowded
Still we know we can fit more cars in
We will keep a place for you
Locked up safe in the barbed wire garden
Run free
Before we drown
All of nature waiting for you
What we found
For yooooooooooou
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9. |
Demon In Me
06:15
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Babies
Aren’t born broken
But boys who get crushed by the big machine
Want to be boys in blue and green
Lately
We’re not coping
And our boys get called up to the war between
Antivax gifs and Marxist memes
I can bounce my boy child on my knee
Inside our place keeping company
Hide my smile underneath my teeth...
But there’s a demon in me
It’s hidden way down deep
It whispers when I sleep
There’s a demon in me
Embraces
My brave soldier
Learning all the names of the dinosaurs
Sand in your face on a distant shore
Old faces
On my shoulder
Drunk on romance of the gone before
Carved them in stone for ever more
You can pile dead flesh on a barbecue
Quaff down drinks underneath your roof
Hide your skin underneath tattoos...
But there’s a demon in you
Sometimes its voice slips through
You must believe it’s true
There’s a demon in you
Sing with one voice:
“We’re the lost boys
This well trod trail’s
How we all fail
We need new maps
To find the new paths
Still demons prey
And lead us astray”
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10. |
Memory Palace
06:33
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In a room where nothing ever happens
Life has become an unskippable cutscene
Phase cancellation
Of journey and destination
Too many tabs in the browser of my brain
Processed memories in crispy golden crumb
Your dad getting screamed at by your mum
I receive these scissors crossed
And pass them to you uncrossed
Riding on a goldfish in Spain
Byddwch ofalus
Memory palace
Missed signals on the shores of Lake Garda
Browsing singles in a german supermarket
Deprivation of the senses
Read only memories
Shuffled slideshows of a lifetime’s mistakes
Teacher teacher you are gone and in your grave
I still have time to make some ripples on the waves
After this continental drift
Do my friends still exist?
Or am I chatting with AIs and deep fakes?
Byddwch ofalus
Memory palace
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Pagan Wanderer Lu Cardiff, UK
Electronica fuelled indiepop from South Wales.
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