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by DiscoAbsurdo

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released October 21, 2011

Cover Art By Christopher Morris.

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DiscoAbsurdo AM, Brazil

Experimental electronic duo who met online in March 2009, have not inhaled since. Synths, beats, guitars by Morris via Norfolk, UK. Vox by Olson via NYC. After self-releasing several EP's, and rotating on UK-based Internet radio shows like BBC Norfolk Introducing, DA released an EP and full-length on netlabel Misspelled Records. Since 2012 proud members of the DIY Bandits collective family. ... more

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Track Name: FF+
My mind is like a weed
I feed on less than fertile soil
First you think you found a clover
Crouched among a patch of less than lucky,
Less than lovely leafless stems
Then you see it closer
Nothing not less than average
Just a lotta dandelion garbage
Trim the edge and suck the center
Nourish yourself with my meaninglessness
Cuz it’s my guess that you never had the power
Cuz you were waiting for something
That didn’t leave that sour taste in your mouth
Well guess what: now they foreclosed on your house
So what are you gonna do now?
And how
Are you gonna pay all your bills?
And just pray not to fall ill?
It’s a lotta stupid stuff that they do
And so much of what we all do is
Take for instance this
Charmingly meandering dummy fable
About my own disabled spirit
And now I’m tired, tired, me wanna go home
But first I wanna feel that cold breath of death
That lifeless zeal of my own shatteredness
The eternal reflection of stuff that means nothin
Open up those gates and let me do somethin
Cuz I’m mad as hell and I’m not gonna take it anymore
And I’m dumb as a dinosaur
But I don’t even know what movie that’s for
But you gotta come clean
Say there’s somethin timeless about the rage up my sleeve
You’re about to feel what I’ve got in store for you
So open up those hands inside that poor little world you make
Get ready for a meaningless earthquake
(cuz there’s nothin left for you to fake)

So everybody who sits and stares
And knows that they’re only barely there
And everybody who barely functions
And feels everything as an unlucky punishment
Everybody who knows that at any ungiven moment
They could slip off the edge of abandonment
And all of you, too scared to move your eyes off your own soul
Get ready to make a much bigger hole
Everybody stuck up in nonsense,
Shake away your stupor,
Become a super-somethin with me
Now condense the whole package
Right through a pinhole,
Aim it at the world, ON THREE
Get mad, feel free, get up, burn up,
Open every door, and make em feel your disease,
Cuz they’re about to freeze underneath the cold sheets of nothingness,
Just like you and me

Dreamy eyes, and no mind for what they’re telling him, NOTHING
A full figured fear of what they’ll do to her today, NOTHING
Empty account, and scared to pay a bill, NOTHING
Alienated in every unexpected way, NOTHING

In low I trust, in lieu of anything else
There ain’t that much to choose from
But that doesn’t excuse em
From making an effort
Although I’ve already made my choice,
There’s no choice to make
I make double F plus,
I’m at the front of the losing class
So get on top of the ruling class
Nobody should live like that
And all that they stand for
Namely unconditional loyalty
To their authority
They’re nothin but financial royalty

This is for nothing,
It’s all for nothing,
This is for nothing,
It’s all for nothing,
This is for nothing,
It’s all for nothing,
This is for nothing,
It’s all for nothing