1. |
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00:18
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2. |
staring into a hole
07:18
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if i had a camera tonight
would you be my star
if i focused on yr eyelids babe
would you climb in the car
i've been shattering all the street lights tonight
i'm kind of sick of this shit
i keep missing my turnoff babe
i'm cracking the whip
ooh...
can you feel yr fingertips now
the shakes are getting so rough
can't remember why i came round here
i think i've had enough
come on, let go of the handcuffs kid
i think i'm under control
i can't see with those headlights shining in my eyes
like staring into a hole
ooh...
the trap door's gone, the lights are all flicked
now's the end of the rope
i believe the gusha is kicked
there's no reason to mope
come on, let go of the handcuffs kid
i think i'm under control
i can't see with those headlights shining in my eyes
like staring into a hole
ooh...
(lars RO)
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3. |
spinning 2001
06:18
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my shores are wasted
my soul untied
my shores are wasted
my soul untied
looks like i'm spinning again
looks like i'm spinning again
feels like i'm spinning again
feels like i'm spinning again
shores - wasted
shores - wasted
shores - wasted
shores - wasted
spinning
spinning
spinning
spinning
(lars RO)
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4. |
solitude 2001
05:26
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i want you to pull on my chain
lower the Venetian blinds
send the critters scattering, skulking away
pledge an alliance to yr Christian brethren
like standing in front of a jail cell
a containment cell
fingering the keys in yr palm
appreciating the tactile feel
of the metal between yr fingers
clasping the sense of power, tightly in yr hand
shards of light cutting through the night sky
pigments of light that we call stars
puncturing the velvet dome of royal blue
shafts of steel wire
protrude deep into the firm earth before us...
solitude
solitude
solitude
solitude
(lars RO)
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5. |
police & thieves
04:31
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6. |
lamps & giftshops (live)
09:00
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lamps & giftshops
what is all this nonsense
a baby whimpers but is paid no heed
bus doors slam open with surreal force
why need they shut with such violence?
here's a sale with low consciousness,
whatever that means -
is it truly cutthroat?
silhouettes abound and cut gaping holes in the stratosphere
if you arm-wrestled a cloud & lost would you accuse it
of cheating?
if you lived in a domino house, would you have to come up for air
there are dolphins & forest rangers
tangles, tangles of hair
i got caught in a whirlwind
a porcupine clambered across my back
got pulled down an avalanche
i fell & spread it into the sack
welcome to Jante, home of the amputation of chit-chat
the great Panum ship waits, ready to set sail,
but to where? and why?
consider why it is that trees don't grow downwards from the sky -
perhaps they're anthropomorphic
the kids clamber onboard,
but once again, they're just a nuisance
off the coast of Dunbar was a Durban
driving down the mountain, take yr time turban
trying to catch a ride on Christmas Eve
for seven hours of make-believe
(lars RO)
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7. |
arabesque (live)
07:18
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sfu·ma·to Copenhagen, Denmark
this walloping behemoth will set yr ears on fire from the inside. (started in 1996 in
København.)
Lars RO: f. e. guitar & throat, f. e. bass, drums, sitar, assorted noises. (also of NAVRATILOVA & PROXY KICKY TRICKS, formerly of OBSTINATE ESTHER, THE QUADRATURE, LAMPshADe;, & pa'vo' yi'JAH)
Angelika: violin. (also of FOLKETS HUS SPILLEFOLK)
pmr.menneske.dk/sfumato
... more
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