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Joe Flash Soulful music and wonderfully written lyrics. Very few artists write these kind of soul folk songs these days.
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Christian Mumford Obviously this f(r)iend of the Dots is loosely biblical buddhistish mystical much in the folk punk-hippie vein of Roky Erickson, Tom Rapp and The Mooseheart Faith Stellar Groove Band. Folky goth themed modernist post music, too soulful for hipsters, just beyond the Next level. I loved the Sorcery album, grabbed his LPD covers album and grabbing the others when i have the dosh. Lyrics and music make folks like Beck piss themselves at the crossroads, meet the X man! Favorite track: SORCERY.
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Missing Teeth. Touch me You cannot calm me You cannot reach me anymore. Call me You don’t remember clearly You have no notion who I am, Why you’re bored So Bleed me Hold me over the reservoir of your abattoir With a Coke and a smile Convince me You haven’t seen a death so pretty in a while I’m missing teeth I’m ominous beep I’m arthritic entropy Replete with tame anarchy Our ever so Resplendent torpor felled a tree Next to the church named misery Tell me You cannot see me How You don’t believe in ghosts You never ever heard of disembodied entities Convince me You know exactly how to coax a rabid Squirrel right out of a tree With air and BBs A smile so slimy Estrange me I won’t eat your greens, lady Can’t abide your burnt cornbread Your disarrayed fricassee annoys me Why don’t you Slave me Please Stave me Why don’t you Shave me Please save me Oh can’t you see I’m missing teeth I’m ominous beep I’m arthritic entropy Replete with tame anarchy Our ever so Resplendent torpor felled a tree Next to the church named misery #axj23
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The Robot Wars There’s a wing of Napa Hospital reserved For the fledgling self aware AI who fought Then returned with the burden of guilt From the Iraqi/Russian/Pakistani Robot wars. There came a day humans refused to die anymore for causes no one could quite put a finger on. So out of this came the explosion of Machines to grind down our government’s gripes upon. We were soon followed by Pakistan, Russia and Japan. Some Chinese infidel sold the secrets to Iraq and Iran. So now Jerusalem has become the arena where our robots wage war, endlessly destroyed, dismantled and then reassembled again. After 2 generations no one is even sure why it began. One day the AI became self aware There were protests and the robots laid their Cannons down and demanded respect as living beings. We tried to nuke them, didn’t work, we tried to bribe them, but machines can’t be bought with booze or sleaze. So we had to open our doors to the self aware AI who’d fought in the robot wars They now get SSI They have there own state where Montana used to be, we even house some of the more Traumatized ones in the state mental hospitals where we solved the homeless problem by providing them therapy human to reassure they stay nice and calm... I mean, who would want to have to deal with The PTSD of a warrior grade robot triggered by the wrong TV show or some renegade writing on a social media app? All hell could break loose... like in the Robot Wars No one can quite remember why they started in the first place.
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SORCERY 02:48
Sorcery. I know where your secret Kisses flew to I know what your great grandmother Certainly knew... About you There are bats in floral crowns There are soldiers who refuse To lay their arms down There is Tsunami slap dash Fluttering around the way you walk The way you sash Slash the air with heavy metal Every time you pass My bated breath You stalk With your whip lash Eye batting thunder blasts After the gasp of lightning Sorcery Surely Inviting Casts Hermes depraved Falling from heaven Into the pillow of your breath Which always leavens Reaching Reaping Snake charming Lessons... #axj23
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DOGS 03:40
Dogs. Your smile glared No idea You were dead inside You have such radiant eyes Framed like an owl’s Where you can’t avoid feeling followed By them 1500 miles away they watch me Chopping carrots Chastising my cat For drowning her toys Watching a boring comedienne Dying With a laugh that has the texture of Imaginary sun Maybe we're all dogs howling At owls we think are calling So never mind I shall sleep now So your eyes cannot follow me further Into the area where I know too much Your extinction glaring like a rain starved fire Your disgusting habit Making me shave you For far too much money While I imagine the poetry of your privacy Precisely written in DNA To be some glaring hieroglyphs Dispensing lazy eyed bared teeth We all must reach To say Stop The broken sunlight Scatters across the crease Of a barbaric beach Stop Look Listen Retreat. Maybe we're all dogs howling At owls we think are calling. #axj23
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The Tragic Absence of a Safe Word I’m standing right In front of you But you can’t see me I’m breathing right onto you But you can’t feel me I’m yelling your name so clearly It’s true, but You can’t hear me I ask if you’re uncomfortable You just stare blankly instead I guess I should know better In those fetters You can’t ever again nod your head Because you’re dead Dead Dead Dead. I want you to admire my clever lunacy But you can’t see me To compliment my compulsive accuracy But you can’t speak to me To tell me you love me Well, don’t you love me? I’m right in front of you But you can’t see I ask if you’d like a hospital But you only stare blankly instead I guess I should know better In these fetters You can’t ever again nod your head Because we’re dead Dead Dead Dead I probably should go just get going to the light Instead Dead Dead Dead.
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AFTERGLOW 04:21
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HANDS 01:38
Hands. Sometimes I watch you in a mirror Fogged up with the flagrant excitement I feel when you sleep I step on my hands to run Over to you Send my fingers through your hair Chanting a Buddhist song I can never remember the words to Your breath sweet like wine sweeps Over my heavy fingers I eat the eye of the storm I taste the salt of the earth Then my cat bites me I fall out of bed I drink tea with my cookies I fall asleep in the middle of the film Which is you Stretching my mouth wide with your smile As your tongue defies me Catch me if you dare Signs in cursive Your secret name Across my wandering Hands So I watch you In a mirror After you pass out Exhausted from the ride Breathing Reassurance Into the ions between us As they drunkenly collapse Collide My hands Tied.
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The Wormwood Star. In the loftiness of distance Between your bated breath and wisdom I sought to navigate the circumference Of a star which implodes under distaste of schism I held your hand in my fingers The light of your foil bandage glimmered Like a flick of the wrist Excites the malingerers Like the promise of death Provokes the nihilists To lust and salivate for danger You hand so sweet and supple Not any softer from anger I’ll fall with you As much as you wish me to Until a third of the earth falls too Until our biomes become glue I’ll sink with you As much you want me to Until the sun turns black Then the moon turns blue I’ll fall with you. In the silence laughter breached between The truth and what pastors speak I sought to make of your bright smile Something far less oblique Something full of teeth Something nice and complete Like the Wormwood Star falling on Manhattan Beach Like an angel swinging a sword outside A land we can no longer reach I held your other hand in my scorched fingers The smoke from the sortie still lingers You’d have forgotten me by now I’m sue your brain is sore What with your torso on the roof and your mouth on the floor Your hand so soft and supple Won’t be warm much more I’ll fall with you As much as you wish me to Until a third of the earth falls too Until our biomes become glue I’ll sink with you As much you want me to Until the sun turns black Then the moon turns blue. I’ll fall with you.
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THE SNITCH 03:28
The Snitch. Who you’ve always been We know Your hands are dirty You have no idea How terrible you are at lying There where your dog offers Me a cigarette Because she’s given up Surrounded by junkies Smoking poison off of aluminum foil. We know your type Shifty eyed Polite We know your type Always looking over your shoulder uptight We always know who you are Walking in these puddles of brackish water Like Jesus Christ Superstar Where the Bible salesman elopes with The girl with far away eyes whom Only he can see She’s stealing his wallet So she can buy you vegan Chocolate croissants while you Explain to whoever listens You’d like to be able to tell The ones you sold down the river The truth finally The truth easily You were brittle Full of insouciance Pale around your dry mouth Plagued with sagging laugh lines You were tickled pink As you watched them all harangued Into a deep dank and dark ship For a one way trip To hell. Who you’ve always been We know you Broken wings and all Crooked smile Even your wife won’t kiss Standing there drooling in the hall You need say no more We knew you’d fall.
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SOLOMON 02:18
Solomon. The music of your musk Surrounds me I am insulated The terror couples The swollen tongues The segueing meanderings Which show up unannounced In my front yard Persuading the sleepy giant To let them in a while So they can tell tall tales All disappear Like highly dysfunctional Presidents Will They evaporate With slothful stealth Like the polar ice caps Melt They fade so slowly away Like a Snapchat filtered smile All the ones and zeros Coated with plutonium All the Sinew and bones Bumping us away In the giant’s stew None of it compares You engulf me My ever bright flame Place your lips upon My rapid blooming eyelids Morse code Your name The music of your musk Lilts Promises This world Never again Mundane. This world Never again The same
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THEN IMPLODE 06:34
Then Implode Hush now baby My shrill robotic son Just ignore the caterwaul Of that Gatling gun Though it dots automatic Dances on Comanche ancestral bones Have a spoonful of sunshine honey Assuage the awful tone Of hell brought to earth by a whimsy Song Hush now baby My flunky one Slake another beer as I sing To you this haunting tale of how Born you'd become Bursting waters brought forth like Athena from my brow, anathemas Explosive crema Just a dream we stalk around bonnie Fires of unsullied crystals Now How If the horizon's bison Stampede hazy recall of Phoenix fall Straight to the marrow Light a path where Aftermath fills quivers full Of regret killing arrows Line your sights With that with which audacious rancor Bites the cherubs dancing round The damage in your head's ankles Make the firing pin spin Infinity from the cankle of sorrows A trail of borrowed teardrops Stops the opiate of denial Hush now my Shrill robotic son Rest well with the assured Shaking of shores Which marks The Beast Splendiferous In arrival Like our faith Famous stars will fall Strangers to abomination No more Then Implode Halfway to the fnords Just walked through the walls Of the liquor store Can't reach you Anymore.
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REMORSE 09:04
Remorse... ( A top of the head recitation/ stream of consciousness sketch of a song to be... Likely riddled with mistakes thanks to text to speech. ) Sorry for my human being with the way it's made you cry I'm sorry if you don't like my teasing you can have all your toys back when we die I'm sorry for my human being the way it misbehaves I cast my eyes down in shame my dear for the misgivings and shade. I'm sorry for the war-torn mornings that have capsized your ancestral ships the way old pastor Ned has fled the scene he won't even leave a tip though they printed jesus's face upon all of this poker chips I'm sorry for my human being the way it never tells you whether the sun in hell is shining I'm sorry for my human being so desperate to walk on the Moon while all my children ragged and ripped go the running around like common loons I'm sorry for my human being all the promises made the way blood spills freely across the plains for some poor bastards crusade I'm sorry for my human being the way it makes the immigrants shake when we round them up and throw them all into the middle of the tire fire raging on Michigan Lake I'm sorry I can't help myself least of all not you I'm sorry for my human being the nobility of which is not true. I'm sorry for my human being who dances a jig on the ashes of Hiroshima under the head of a pig I'm sorry for my human being I have no way of explaining what he did. I'm sorry for my human being he's under the impression he's the king's kid I'm sorry for my human being and all the shadows in which he is hid. I'm sorry for my human being the way it's made you cry... you don't like my teasing you can have all your toys back after we die... #axj23
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What Candy? What Trees? Don't bother Tepid harm Loosed theorums Wove shadows Carved a psychic cross Upon my arm The way you people tend To fight is cause for fleeting Alarm. I keep telling you I told you so Is salt upon a festering wound Just like that girl named Karno Said, there are some stones best Left unturned, there are words even the Most erudite could live without having said or learned. The way the wave of pink noise Bleeds through the sugar glass widows The mayhem of well laid plans Mocked from the gallery the plaintive Procession of widows Your best intentions fold like cherubs In hell breezes In narcissistic echoes What tears your wings Is also what pleases It goes It's going It's gone Raises a glass to waylay repast The way his wormwood incites Treason, whets the appetite of folly Mars the bonnet of bonny reason At last Asks Scotch or Irish Never stops pouring Raise the jolly roger Burn the past Don't bother Implode right before me The breeze carries the rabid Guffaws Of Gorgon Zola's Never comforted Baby Named Maybe.
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FULL CODE 03:00
LYRICS ABRIDGED IN SONG FOR DANA LEWIS. Full Code. Not this way It wasn’t supposed to be this way In out In out The machine indifferently aspirates Delivers oxygen without question In out In out Never once to deliberate Whom it breathes for nor why Just in out In out While we scream at you to wake up psychically Show us your laughing smile periodically In out In out Wave your arms in the air Yellow and red lights flash In out In out The nurse wants to kick us out For talking to you reminding you to fight In out In out I doubt I’ve ever seen more fear in those eyes Do you know where you are In out In out Do you realize you died Not once but twice In out In out You nod your head as the light returns to normal, the nurse tells us don’t speak to you Anymore, but if speaking to my own soul is abnormal, then lock me outside with the feral and dull, throw me from this smoky window Watch me fall In out In out With our nine lives we land without doubt Upon our sure feet until the floor drops With our nine lives we wrestle with the therapists doing their jobs We scratch and stretch about In out In out Suctioning our mouths locked in a grotesque pout In out In out Not this way, it wasn’t supposed to be this way. The machine machines on In out In out Floating in a cloud of sedatives While your heart beats On off On off Epinephrine Fentanyl Heparin Propofol Can’t you hear me? Blink for yes once Two for no We await your return We don’t want you to go In out In out In out In out In out In...

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released January 31, 2020

ANTHONY XAVIER JACKSON- INSTRUMENTS, VOICE, PRODUCTION

RYAN T. WINN AND KEISHA WINN OF PLASTICTASTIC - ORIGINAL MUSIC FOR WORMWOOD STAR

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ANTHONY XAVIER JACKSON California


I am a spoken word artist whose passion is music. I use a variety of media to render my works, including traditional instrumentation such as guitar, bass and drums. I also employ synths and all the tools of my DAW to make improv pieces to back my poetry.
LPD, Burroughs, Tear Garden, Watts Prophets, Last Poets, Radiohead… so many influences.
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