ARLPRIR FIRST TRACK

so RURARY is going to have an online version, but instead of ending with two or three older tracks,

it will end with 2 or 3 new ones that i am currently writing. this addenda is to be called the ARLPRIR EP.

I have posted the first track here. influenced mainly by renaissance choral music. this is what i think

mozart sounds like. im hammering that ending tonic like satie in dried embryos!!! also featuring

the G major scale in sequence, in its entirety!!

for lack of better title: "spring" by yacob:

http://www.mediafire.com/?mzzzxzmjmol

sure will be exfoliated

skin like snakes slip thru the grating

free like worms from hooks they've baited

spring's in the air

and my lymph nodes are swelling

i'm cutting myself into bits

and then mailing

all of the pieces

to you by the handful

with no instructions on

how reassemble

feeling

of sinking

my limbs' ends

are leaking

what is it?

bones that fit

bag of skin

and excrement

it's just the element

carbonhydrogenoxygen

lampshade song

“lampshade song”

Main fear is things being put into eyes

Cry and it is like 40 days and nights

Whole world encompassed between eyelash hairs

Watch the birds drown in flight in midair

The sky is unwaveringly dim today

Same color as in the dreamtime

You can watch your capillaries pulse and wriggle across it

Forecast tonight is entire world being removed by absence of cognition

My eyes will constrict telescopically like

Lampshades when there is an excess of light

I daze as my car careens into pointillist pines

I wish NPR was playing instead of forecast at nine

this song was written for an NPR contest for making a song in one weekend using a select word such as lampshade. It focuses on two of my biggest fears, the second unstated one which is dying by driving a car off the side of an icy mountain. As our protaganist falls asleep at the wheel this is what happens to him, and in his last moment of cognizance he wishes another radio station was playing, as did I when a shitty country station was on and my band’s van was spinning out across two lanes of icy interstate and down a hill and towards what I supposed was going to be death. The song appends RURARY and is the only one without the lyrics included, as they were in a notebook that had been washed in a pair of pants I rarely wear and not rediscovered until today.

http://www.mediafire.com/?nyjjx2nniny