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Die Rococo Die! (Campaign For Infinity 2009)

by The Ether

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When you play with blades you get cut - but not us. We get new skin that does not feel. Death is love that Slippies steal back. When you take a new name and the world is one big fuck then death is love. Death is love. X me out. Yeah, X me out. Play with blades. Play with blades. Play with blades. Play with blades. When you play with blades you get cut - but not us. We get new skin that does not feel. Death is love that Slippies steal back. Back. Back. Back. Back. Back. Back. Back. Death is love. Death is love. Death is love. Death is love.
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Got so high sitting in the shower. Pulling every petal of this rigid flower. She loves me. She loves me not. She loves me. She loves me not. She loves me but I want to kill. Drank all day and drank all night. I drank all day and I feel alright. She loves me. She loves me not. She loves me. She loves me not. She loves me but I want to kill.
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"Shut your fucking mouth," he said then he fell down the well to Nowhere. I heard his last screams, or I assumed, his last screams. His feet scraped the walls on his way down. Then he landed with a splash and a moan that sent shivers up my spine. When up from from the bottom, through a mouth of broken teeth, he told me to tell you, "Fuck you. Die.". So fuck you. Die. Fuck you. Die.
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No Shame 02:44
Get down with no shame. The death mask is there to wear. I wear it. Beat shoes and sidewalks too. The asphalt bares cool canals that lead you. Feel your sap burn black. All love and dull smiles. Everything illusion is everything permitted. So go bare your teeth in hopes of some some fun tonight. The body as an ocean, as a nothing phrase. as crystal love, as nothing love. has all smiles armed. Get down with no shame.
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This is a different kind of love where we're spitting in your eyes and you don't... no you don't have a clue, but we share in this social contract. I've learned to burn. Oh, I've learned to burn. I've learned to turn off and open up in front of people that I know because there are people I don't know who don't know the people that I know. So I strum this dumb guitar and I scream my moron throat hoarse in hopes there is something I can do that is not what I do not want to do. I've learned to burn. Oh, I've learned to burn. I've learned to burn. Oh, I've learned to burn.
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You looked into my eyes. You looked into my eyes and then you lied. You left your picture by the mirror. I guess everyone needs reminders and you have reminded me. You looked into my eyes. You looked into my eyes and then you lied. We went downstairs to argue by the washing machine and the dryer and you divided me. This is the last one. This is the last one.
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Beautiful monster, we've come to know you. Stunned by a smile we've turned inches into miles. We slit your throat because we were thirsty. Took what we could get for summer happy. When the pulse comes calling and the moon is howling these eyes are swollen with a good idea we have. Beautiful monster, we've come to know you. Stunned by a smile we've turned inches into miles. We'll slit your throat when we are thirsty. There is a hole to milk and honey.
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Wolf Tickets 02:22
I've been rolling down stairs all day but hey... Now it's Thursday night at the Ragged Jawbone. Spit on the floor and a busted payphone. In a corner booth I will set down some roots for a while... for a while. Please avoid my eye. I'm handing out wolf tickets all night. My dance card is empty. I'll teach you the steps. I'm feeling real friendly so let's be best friends. I'm handing out wolf tickets all night. I've shined up my shoes just for you to turn your pale white a blue. This skin is stretched across these knuckles too. Don't make me do what we both know I'll do. Please avoid my eye. I'm handing out wolf tickets all night. My dance card is empty. I'll teach you the steps. I'm feeling real friendly so let's be best friends. I'm handing out wolf tickets all night.
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Alright 01:52
Alright! Gonna get drunk. Gonna be sick. Jail time at a 9:00-5:00. The pain in my head. The bloody knife tip. The only way I know I'm alive. Alright! Alright! Alright! Eat shit man, I'm a mess. I don't hear a word you say. Baby when you wear that dress. Go ahead right now. Alright! Alright! Alright! Alright! Alright! Alright! Alright! Alright! Alright!
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New Teeth 03:07
There were stars on our skins. Floating naked in the water. Toes curled up. Warmth fills the womb. All sons and daughters under a sun that looked like Jesus in that moment. We've got smiles for miles. We've got light to consume. We've got homes light years away and families with inky black souls. There was blood on our breath as laughter bounced around the canyon. Sharpening our new teeth on the bones of your fathers.
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Rococo 01:41
Pink and White, they must die. Candy dreams of salon fires. Oh, I'm so tired. Oh, I'm so tired. I fill this head with question marks whenever I feel down. Because your answers seem so soft. Just frowns turned right side round.
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Tex Watson 03:10
I see it and I want it: a bottle blonde, mascara. Just some sweet hipped sunshine. A tanned midriff so inclined. Some things left to settle. Pig's things are made of metal. More skin, spit slick for painting. My elevation's degrading. Tex Watson Tex Watson Tex Watson Tex Watson I see it and I want it: a bottle blonde, mascara. Just some sweet hipped sunshine. A tanned midriff so inclined. Tex Watson Tex Watson Tex Watson Tex Watson I'm a lover. I'm a finger on the hand of the No God. No Love and No Heaven sent Tex Watson. Tex Watson Tex Watson Tex Watson Tex Watson
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NOTES
This tape was produced in late 2009 for the Montreal label Campaign For Infinity. It was recorded using two cassette four-tracks, two open air recorders, a Walkman and an answering machine.

The album has numerous sections of tape collage that fall between the songs. It was produced to be heard in sequence and as a whole. The tracks Side A and Side B are as they appeared on the cassette.


EXTRAS
Our friend Heather Rappard asked us to collaborate with her for a mixed media installation at an event called Do You Want Fries With That?. It was held in the basement of Kings College. We were subsequently banned from all NSCAD and King's College events as a result. Most of this performance is documented in the two videos below.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ko_brypbGKY
www.youtube.com/watch?v=yGqIgEjX9PA

The lineup for this performance included:
Luke R. Corrigan - vocals, guitar
Matthew Donnelly - drums
Matthew Duffy - electronics, clarinet, dancing
Ryan Kirk - trumpet
Daniel Miller - drums
James Klassen - drums

The recorded portion of the set included:
Negative Drunk (partial)
Bathroom Doors and Other Beds
Do the Accessorize
Hand in Hand
Dead Scene Politics


REVIEWS
"The ether was my favorite physics concept growing up as a kid. Yes, I had a favorite physics concept because I was the 12 year-old loser reading math books instead of Archie. The point is: a pervasive nether-fluid permeating the universe in a futile effort to slow down light is the perfect banner for an experimental punk band from Halifax whose low-end-lo-fi recordings have a penchant for turning up your what-the-fuck-juice viscosity, damping the reverberations of your mind, and raising the Hamiltonian of your trash-hollering mechanicals. I’m not kidding around with this physics crap, either; The Ether is on to something and it’s going to be everywhere (pun intended). Listen while you still can. Brought to you by the kind folks from Campaign For Infinity."
- Aaron Levin, Weird Canada

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released May 24, 2009

Luke R. Corrigan - vocals, guitar, bass, drums, tone generator, tapes, programming

Joseph Maclaughlin - drums, guitar on Tex Watson

Matthew Duffy - clarinet, voice mail

Recording and art by Luke R. Corrigan

Alright is a Pussy Galore cover. The original recording appears on their album Right Now! (Matador -1987).

Last Man Here Now is a reading of the William S Burroughs short story "Johnny 23" (Exterminator! - 1973).

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