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the bitter undiscovered alienated (male) genius club
the bitter undiscovered
alienated (male)
genius club
meets tuesdays @ 5:00
finally, it's love and only love
met as the answer
to homicidal despots
who havn't learned to turn
voodoo
tricks in bed like
you do.
there isn't a hardcost realization
that doesn't drive us
to some forgotten memory
you don't pay for
cause the purpose is
perpendicular
the liberation of sound & soul
cult of passion
parallel to the shared reality of
squares, diamonds, measurements
piecemeal preparations
undergone
after the infinite war of petty egos
calculating wins & losses
the ineffable treachery of
common law
sonic substitution
drunk
like the Last Great Love
inward idealism
of the perturbed & perverted
hugged & held
for it's consistent vitality
cast out & forward
the last remains of
what is not
corporately controlled.
©2003 marjorie sturm
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The Tower
01:14
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cultivate the voices in the wilderness
cultivate the voices in the wilderness
perceive a universal truth
feel feeble and corrupt
secrete the prospects of democracy
chisel tall green forests
cast rolling yellow hills
dispose of individual liberty
take care of worldly philosophers and anarchists
kneel to unorthodox
visions of the mind
bow to profound insights
crawl toward unraveling
arrange ideas shaped
silence freedom
stifle words and images
muzzle the inner light of
the human spirit
hush the sweetness of tone
cultivate the voices in the wilderness
cultivate the voices in the universe
cultivate the voices in the wilderness
©2003 ernesto diaz-infante
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Lurch
07:00
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The Thread
03:28
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THE THREAD
the thread through all of my living nightmares
and waking daydreams
there is a thread
that won't break
no matter how hard i pull it
the tension on the thread
is always changing
and i measure my day by it
daring to watch myself
awaken
i watch myself awaken
uplift and candle
that has fallen
was forgotten before sleep.
then as if searching for the door
in a pitch black room
i am lost
can not be located
how to get back to my body
when all i can hear
is my breathe
(breathe)
no salvation from the corporation
the supermarkets scare me
they are a signal
bags and boxes
tubes and testers
trial and error
what do they do without their want?
what do they do without their want?
streets filled with snakes
that all go to the theatres
but i have no tickests
to timely events
so i wander
and wander
about my movie
each sequence is a seance
that seeks no other moment
waving my days into margins
where i'm no longer asked my opinion
but the conversations
that i have with myself
i am confident others can hear
the conversations that i have w/myself
i am confident others can hear
making them awkward in my prescence
so i get up & enter
the drama
that drifts me back to that place
i get up and enter
the drama
that drifts me back to that place
where no one is watching
no longer a solution
only fleeting states of satisfaction
where only the insane are smiling
and the ecstasy is slippery.
©2003 marjorie sturm
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Amerika Not Beautiful
00:34
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A Furiously Fatal Future
06:40
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companions on the journey through a lost america
be bent upon moments
have in store for reaction
whistle for desconstruction
animals,
the guardian spirits,
companions on the journey
through a lost america
hang fire
get under the wire
stretch out a continous line
animals,
the guardian spirits,
companions on the journey
through a lost america...
through a lost america
©2003 ernesto diaz-infante
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After the War
02:15
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WAR AFTER WAR
AFTER THE WAR CAME THE BARKING OF DOGS.
AFTER THE WAR THERE WAS CHAOS.
NO SILENCE OF PEACE AGAINST NIGHTMARE.
AFTER THE WAR CAME ANOTHER.
WAR AFTER, WAR AFTER, WAR AFTER WAR.
AFTER A WAR COMES ANOTHER.
THE BADGE OF THE ASSASIN HAILING HEROIC
THE VICTORY OF THE SAINTS.
WHILE CONSPIRATORIAL SMILES
ARE HIDDEN BY CONSTRAINT.
THE GHOSTS OF BETRAYAL HAUNTING HIDEOUS
THE MASTERS BRUTAL NAME
WHILE THEOLOGICAL SPECTRES
BLESS THIS CURSED GAME.
WAR AFTER, WAR AFTER, WAR AFTER WAR.
AFTER THIS WAR COMES ANOTHER.
©2003 Phillip Everett
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Caress of the Claw
02:16
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Demon Down
03:33
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DEMON DOWN TWISTED
SOME PEOPLE WILL HAVE IT THAT EVIL HAS NO FACE,
THAT THE DEVIL IS HIDDEN IN A FAR INVISIBLE PLACE.
AS VEILS OF ABSTRACTION HAUNT INFINITE SPACE,
A METAPHORIC MYTHOLOGIC MYSTIC FALL FROM GRACE.
THE CORRUPTED HEART AND THE HELLBOUND SOUL?
THIS CURSED PHANTASIA IS GROWING OLD.
THE INUENDO, THE LIES BEING TOLD.
TIME TO DEAL, OR QUIETLY FOLD.
VANITY, PRIDE AND GLORY
LEADING TO THE KILL
THE GREED AND UTTER PASSION
A CHILLING COLD ILL WILL.
I HAVE THIS STRANGE INTUITION.
SUPERSTITION, CURSED, FEAR
OF THE LAST MAN STANDING,
WHEN NO OTHER MAN IS NEAR.
I HEAR FOOTSTEPS IN THE THUNDER.
WHITE LIGHTNING BLINDS MY EYES.
I HEAR VOICES IN THE WIND.
BLOOD RAINS CRIMSON COLORED SKIES.
I HAVE BEEN TWISTED DOWN TWISTED
TWISTED DOWN IN DOUBLE CROSSING TIME
I FEEL I AM GETTING EVIL.
I HAVE MURDER ON MY MIND.
LOOKING OVER YONDER, IS SOMTHING GOING ON?
A HARD RAIN FALLING IN THE MIDDLE OF A CON?
ULTERIOR AGENDAS? THE DARK BEFORE THE DAWN?
MYSTERIOUS CONVERSATION AS SOULS GO INTO PAWN.
I HAVE BEEN TWISTED DOWN TWISTED.
TWISTED DOWN IN DOUBLE CROSSIING TIME,
TWISTED DOWN TWISTED, TWISTED DOWN!!
BROKEN DOWN TO DOUBLE CROSSING TIME.
I FEEL I AM GETTING EVIL.
I HAVE MURDER ON MY MIND
I AM TIRED OF TAKING LESS.
REVENGE IT WILL BE MINE.
©2003 Phillip Everett
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Rain of Bullets
08:16
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The Hideous Beauty
00:39
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Armageddon Under Glass
01:01
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But Not For Me (Gershwin)
They're writing songs of love - but not for me
A lucky stars above - but not for me
With love to lead the way
I've found more clouds of gray
Than any Russian play - can guarantee
I was a fool to fall - and get that way
Ah ho alas and awe - So lackaday
Although I can't dismiss
The memory of her kiss
I guess she's not - She's not for me
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Universal Flaw
00:33
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No More Loans
02:30
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no more loans - Marjorie Sturm
the banks are on fire
the basement has been flooded
barbed wire holds me back
the interiors everywhere
have vanished everywhere
have vanished into envelopes
pushing angst
the money lenders loathe
their positions as the paranoid priests
of the society fastly falling
the stifling silence
slips into public discourse
on celebrities
some get suckered
that there is a way
to get off easy
now the witches are watching
the banks are on fire
along with the billboards
big banker watchdog
no longer pacing panting pathetically
sitting staring at six screens
of numbing numbers
that hide children's teeth and eyeglasses
the strewn artifacts of the afterwar debris
the avalanche is inevitable
which paradigm will proliferate
the forgotten place
of no plastics and compulsory posing
watch the banks burning.
©2003 marjorie sturm
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flow between my past and my future
flow between my past and future
like membranes permeable.
like variants of experience, like seduction, mediation, and
reconciliation.
notions of my past and future
compete with my present.
bridge the large gap between:
physical reality and parasite meanings.
square face.
listen to, look at, the visible music.
the position of the guitar, the darkness
the irrelevant and quiet moments
intervals in the misunderstanding.
tactile improvisations.
a negative movement, darkness.
a negative movement, darkness.
and colors dull, and colors sound, and bronze.
and colors dull, and colors sound, and bronze.
flow between my past and my future
and flow between my past and future
and flow between my past and future
and flow between my past and my future
and flow between my past and future
and flow between my past and my future
flow between my past and future
and flow between my past and my future
©2003 ernesto diaz-infante
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Heart of Midnight
07:53
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HEART OF MIDNIGHT
LIBERATION OF COMPENSATION
CHAOS ASCENDING
REALITY IS BENDING
REAPING THE RED HARVEST
WITCH DOCTOR WAILING
VOODOO CHILD PREVAILING
A VERY STRANGE SEASON
INVOKING UNREASON.
ONE ANXIOUS BREATHLESS MOMENT
PRECEDES THE MAGIC TORMENT
OF THIS DARK HERITAGE.
REACHING FOR A LOVE SUPREME
THROUGH CORRIDORS THAT SCREAM
THE ULTIMATE NIGHTMARE.
SOMBER MOODS PREVAIL
TO SEEK THE SIRENS WAIL
SINGING SONGS OF SULTRY SPLENDOR.
AS MYTHS OF CORPORATE TRUST
DECOMPOSE INTO THE DUST
OF LOST INNOCENCE.
NATURAL OBLIGATION
TRANSCENDING SUBJUGATION
VENGEANCE IS A DARK HERITAGE.
DARK HERITAGE, DARK HERITAGE
THE SHADOWS ON THE WALL
DARK HERITAGE, DARK HERITAGE
AS NIGHT BEGINS TO FALL,
THE CHEMISTRY OF MOTIVATION,
RESTRUCTURING THE METAPHYSICAL
TRANSMOGRIFICATION OF THE SPIRITUAL.
AS THE BLIND WILL LEAD THE LAME,
DANCING ON THE POINT OF A KNIFE.
VENGEANCE IS A DARK HERITAGE!!!
CAST ME OUT IN THE HEART OF MIDNIGHT.
THROW ME DOWN IN THE POURING RAIN.
LAY MY HANDS UPON THE DARKNESS.
BURY ME DEEP BY THE RIVER'S EDGE.
CAST ME OUT IN THE HEART OF MIDNIGHT.
FREE MY MIND ON THE MOUTAIN'S LEDGE.
END MY TOIL IN THE REALM OF PARADISE.
MY HELLBOUND SPIRIT TO RUN INSANE.
CURSE MY SOUL WITH BURNING CROSSES.
TURN MY LOVE INTO DESPAIR.
STEAL MY WEALTH AND SELL MY PASSION.
BEAT ME DOWN I JUST DON'T CARE.
I WILL SCAR AND THEN I'LL HEAL.
PASSING YEARS WILL SOON REVEAL.
I'LL BE BACK AND WITHIN TIME,
VEANGEANCE ALWAYS WILL BE MINE.
SO CAST ME OUT IN THE HEART OF MIDNIGHT-----IF YOU DARE!!!!
©2003 Phillip Everett
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Pax Recordings San Francisco, California
In 1997, San Francisco composer/guitarist Ernesto Diaz-Infante began the Pax Recordings record label which is dedicated to the documentation, preservation, and contagion of music from the margins of our culture and psyches. He and filmmaker Marjorie Sturm run Pax Recordings. ... more
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