c}{imps 8 my ears

after a long trip into the professional zone…we need to go ape

i was in your dreams last night/ and this is how we now fight.
(this song features a CNC milling machine)

im just a nudist with no park/ just feel my way round in the dark/hiding under smiles/is a world dangerous with anger/discomforts when felt youd like to disengageyer/responsibility to a mindful existence/ know i cant have just one….

But maybe I should have been…

12 string n vocal improvisation

took the vocals out …

now just 2 guitar tracks

Guitar 01 - loop pedal (headrush pedal) loops, leads and chords

Guitar 02 - distorted leads

words, convo between Patrick Dharma and Hot Wheels Spaulding.

sounds, light noises created by HWS.

words, convo between Patrick Dharma and Hot Wheels Spaulding.

sounds, light noises created by HWS.

this is insane

this is insane

this song is unusually long for us..we didn’t want to cut any of it though. It is an adventurous title..inspired by true life dreams..kickin her leg in her sleep like an electro-shock patient..there is some shadowy sampling..maybe a few recognizable sounds..persistant rythym guitar..kind of…read more

america is a state of micro-managed fascism.
its many laws are the product of overpaid lawyer, judges, politicians, police, and pundits.
compulsory schooling streamlines personality traits,
departmentalized careers collapse cognition.
CIAFBIDHSNSALPD
making policy and lying about EVERYTHING…read more

This song features a ukele…
your thoughts are real,
but are they only in your head?
go get it free instead.
eat a pickle on a picnic
on greenland island
on the artic sea.
the iron ball will knock it down
we’ll build demolition huts
with our asbestos afghans.
throughout the nuclear winter,
after…read more

zoozaza its all a brujaja ha hahahahahaha/
the bands width is not a cummerbund/ words to squeeze out the imperfect/ bright lites fandango oh so fun/ where is the allah/ messiah/ the jah?

as a species/ we fall to peaces/ our pretense, provoked, protest, a jest then arrest, iguess/ we recreate…read more

A pop song without the ‘ular’ about the struggle of the addict and the feeling of obsession.

that mood is so scary/comes forth quickly/ like im a spooked animal/ I know you have been domesticated/ through centuries/ so what possession/ telltale twitch jettisoned…
There lurks something about/ spillings of toxic oil/ crytalline liquid…
Side to side…
please please find it
please please…read more