One Mollusc
by @daveydesade
Liner Notes
A bit of a weird one. I was enjoying a guitar sound I made so I just recorded a couple of chords and layered some stuff. They sound made me think of my insomnia where in the depths of night I start thinking about death and meaning and that time in school where I called the teacher "mum" etc. Intrusive thoughts and barrage of ADHD nonsense flashing through my brain. So I wrote some words and borrowed some phrases from a load of sources and used the cut-up technique. Then I tried to form it into something that almost means something. Much like my brain does. I used an AI singer as it made it easier to carve the lyrics into a structure.
Lyrics
Be quiet
I don’t want to hear what you have to say
Be quiet
Cursed brain spits Wilfulness away
Wrath inside you repressed
Accusations morphing Red skies
Art boils in asylum swarms
Anxiety causes contact highs
Anger flurries on normalcy
Then elevates a drowning whim
Of silent sage pondering
the themes of Infected hymns
Disciple to distorted clocks
Blind orphans consume the carcass
the lesson done
Stars sidestep darkness
madness of oyster enemies
Muttering in heavy overcoats
Rotations sense a venting furnace
Democracy, o ne mollusc one vote
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