ABL017

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released February 14, 2010

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retconned Knoxville, Tennessee

Synthpunk in the vein of Suicide, Primitive Calculators, The Screamers. Retconned’s early material combined the primitive, minimal wave melodies of Martin Rev or Dark Day with digital noise, aliasing effects, and confounding, neuraesthenic vocal performances. Later material became increasingly instrumental, somber, and saturated, and began to take on aspects of kosmische and drone. ... more

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Track Name: 4049669
911
Busy call back later
Run across the upper layer
Don’t look through the cracks in the floor
You’re tied to the rotting supports

Fire, the sun, ashes – here we come

Broken windows
Furloughed workers
Sitting on our rotting porches
Rock the baby, tell our stories
The things we saw when we were tourists

Fire, the sun, ashes – here we come

And my
Back in the day speech
Will go undelivered
The future is for
Alien tongues
With no interest in our pidgin

Fire, the sun, ashes – here we come
Track Name: High and Rising
Here I sit in traffic
And I traffic in shit
On my way to get underpaid and
Subcontract it

Digging the dirt of this necropolis
What can we find here?
Grave robbing our kids
Down in the basement
Of this house that jack built
Ripping the pipes out
To put food in your mouths

Sit home and wonder
Just what to do
Put your food on our table
Or give ours to you?

And as stomachs rumble
The rubble is unremoved
And we pool our wages and wager
Paycheck to paycheck to paycheck

Digging the dirt of this necropolis
What will we find here?
Grave robbing our kids
Down in the basement
Of this house that jack built
Ripping the pipes out
To put food in our mouths

Here comes the bridge but here comes the flood

Up in the rafters of these bastards’ heads
We’re playing with matches, they're lying in our beds

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