Alright guys, the album has been fully written. All that needs to be done is have some crappy lyrics changed into good ones, some re-recording of old demos, and figure out how the hell I'm going to get it printed.
I do have a little present for you guys though - The tracklist :)
Tracklist for Fever Embrace is as follows:
1. Paper Plane
2. Starving Children (previously known as Fireskies)
3. Toads
4. I'm Dancing
5. Dress
6. Future Winds
7. Take Violence
8. Sleeping Bed Machine
-Some title names may be subject to change. The album clocks in at around 35 minutes, so it's not exactly a Mars Volta record, but I'm not insane, so I'll stick with an average LP running time. I'm not exactly sure when you will be able to hear it but I'd say in about a month or two's time. Depending on how motivated I am.
-I've written a good deal of songs that for one reason or another, would not fit on the album, not due to the quality of the song, but rather it's place in amongst the rest. So I may or may not be posting some of those B-Sides over the next couple of months until the LP's release.
-I have decided to go under the performing title of Missouri. So this release will be under the Missouri name. And in case you haven't already noticed (which I'm sure you have), the album will be entitled Fever Embrace.
Have a nice day.
Monday, 17 May 2010
Wednesday, 12 May 2010
Sunday, 9 May 2010
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This is a part of something I've been working on recently. Seeing as I have no music to post (and I really wish I did, but I've been lazy lately), I thought I'd post this little bit of writing. It's not much, but it's something at least. And yes, I realise how morally vile this work is. If I turn a few heads, my work is done. This is not to say however that this is written purely for shock value, while I have nothing to testify against that at this point, but I will, soon enough.
Also, this comes from absolutely NOWHERE in my past. So don't get too disturbed.
Here it goes:
My sister is a slut. There's seldom a night where I can't hear her yelping approbation to the Goliath penetrating her every orifice. I see her every day, her squalid pussy, the cum on her eyes. A menacing little harlot at the age of fourteen, (myself being born five years prior to her, on nigh the same date) she studies hard, (Annabelle, her name is Annabelle) it pays off I suppose. When I was four years of age I was given the privilege of beholding in all it's sweat and uncultivated glory the lascivious conception of my darling little sister. The fleshy, lazy Sunday. I watched in silent curiosity (and bizarrely precocious reverence) for thirty minutes my father's phallic slipping and sliding into and out of my mother's enthusiastic and experienced womb. Two horses in a gallant and powerful dance, enveloping their souls. My vehement repulsion still manifests itself in daily masturbatory sessions and vomiting before entering school grounds.
Have a nice day.
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