_11:34 - Tensor Tympani

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Released online December 21, 2012


Tracklist:
1) _ (1:59)
2) Conquer (4:34)
3) Mind Molars (2:52)
4) 90's Vegan Post-Hardcore Threesome (4:55)
5) Hubble Deep Field is NOW (1:47)
6) Maestro Gepetto (5:29)
7) What Are They (but Hands Good Hands on Body Good Body Purveyor Purveyor) (4:27)
8) Corret Loooonatic (5:20)
9) Zookeeper Acquires (3:25)
10) Take Off Yr Bottom Bracket and be Naked With Me (4:43)
11) I'm So Sick of All-White-Dude-20-Somethings-Bands (3:02)
12) First Excited (7:52)
13) Fistfulla Vitamins (5:01)
14) Upper Decker on the Lower Hudson (1:37)
15) And I Got-A-Mudita (2:36)
16) On the Edge of Composure (2:15)
17) The Shitting Ass (4:22)
18) The 11:34 (11:34)


1) _
Frailty, frailty
I have limits and those limits have hard walls
I construct them myself
Construct my own anxieties
I can't be trusted left to my own devices
The singing sphere of universal love
Always expanding, complimentary vibrations
Light and sound, warmth and void
Tangent barriers to human kindness
Kill your ego every day
11:11 is cosmic vomit
4:20 is a cosmic choke
11:34, cosmic horseshit
If your space is clean enough
If your compatriots are on your wavelength
If your lips emit songs of joy
Turn off the algebra
Turn off the grid
Turn off the grid and allow your reference to decay
Forget about the what and the why
Just absorb the expanding light-sound-sphere
Open your heart, it knows what to do
Undamped oscillations forever
Spread your fingers
Root down to rise up
You can remake yourself and the whole world
Root down to rise up

2) Conquer
I conquer you, I let you conquer me
What I see through, the lens of calamity
It hurts but the sun still shines in the endtime, everbright!
All right, to abolish the conquest I must conquer myself
Scrutinized and stung by admission of habits hung
It's uphill but the sun still shines in the endtime, everbright!
Corona roiling, sucking moisture out of the outstretched arm
And carefully tended roots are spared of the blight
We are an abscess on the outstretched arm
The culture of conquest, the original scar
Emblems of merit, buoyancy is cash and who's mad enough to stop it?
The undercurrent has considerable mass
But we're all making like the ostrich
What is success?
When your sex seems so much better
If the measure of your pleasure is the letter of the law
Dying worlds in a pregnant galaxy
Competition and good old kleptocracy
I want mine, I want yours, I want his, I want hers
I must not think these thoughts
Get off the ride, get off the ride
The wholeness is a vacuum and the vacuum's got the wholeness inside
I conquer nothing, I request that you conquer yourself
The project's open, a portrait of exemplary health
I conquer you, I let you conquer me
What I see through, the lens of calamity
It's a mess
But we could clean up if we had the appropriate tools, correct?
Oh, conquistadors, I expunge my colonial mind
That which was removed from us will recirculate in time
But the sun still shines in the endtime, everbright!
Corona roiling, sucking moisture out of the outstretched arm
And carefully tended roots are spared of the blight
We are an abscess on the outstretched arm
The culture of conquest, the original scar
Emblems of merit, buoyancy is cash and who's mad enough to stop it?
The undercurrent has considerable mass
But we're all making like the ostrich
And why get so upset
When your sex seems so much better
If the measure of your pleasure is the letter of the law
Dying worlds in a pregnant galaxy
Competition and good old kleptocracy
I want mine, I want yours, I want his, I want hers
I must not think these thoughts
The boundaries decay, the boundaries decay
It happens, it happens, it happens
Every day
Every day

3) Mind Molars
Throw off the yoke, open the battery cage
If they don't let much light in here,
It's for a reason, photosynthetic brain
Get off the corpses, get off the spaceship
Grow your mind molars, molars in your mind
Grind and gnash your teeth
Ache for what cries underneath
The bright package and glassine bag
Cheerful farms in Brobdingnag
Smash all your pipes, a vehicle to insulate
If you don't let enough light inside you
It's because you yourself sabotage your impulse to germinate
Get off the corpses, get off the spaceship
Grow your mind molars, molars in your mind
Grind and gnash your teeth
Ache for what cries underneath
The bright package and glassine bag
Cheerful farms in Brobdingnag
The unsettling truth is that it's all your fault
So learn to chew with the enamel deep in your skull
Get off the corpses, get off the spaceship
Grow your mind molars
We'd all like a rest from standing all the time
Speaking with our stomachs, robbing the pastures blind
And the mountains of kernels could never guess
The oppression inherent to the record harvest's thresh
And the piney smell that lingers in the air
Is a piston or a stopcock, confounded doctrinaire
And the burgeoning mind that's always been around
Finds it easier to focus when addictions are unwound

4) 90's Vegan Post-Hardcore Threesome
What to do if they push us underground
Like they way that I push down on your head
Will I find a willing partner in sound, what to do?
What to do if I misappropriate
Giving license to my friends to conflagrate
Will you tie my body to the bed what to do?
But to collapse somewhere
To collapse somewhere with you
What to do if I find myself oppressed
Can I count on others to expose it
I'm exposed in the open like a book what to do?
What to do if I'm unable to complete
Scathing tides to conceal the embarrassment
Developed safely, enjoyed in time, what to do?
But to collapse somewhere
To collapse somewhere with you

5) Hubble Deep Field is NOW
Universe spoke into existence by the sound
Sound sound sound sound sound
Universe sung into existence by the sound
Sound sound sound sound sound
Grasp me dearly
Shook humble severely
My tongue sincerely bows
Universe smashed into existence by the sound
Sound sound sound sound sound
Universe spun into existence by the sound
Sound sound sound sound sound
Grasp me dearly
Shook humble severely
Hold me dearly
Shook humble severely
Clutch me dearly
Shook humble severely
My tongue sincerely bows

6) Maestro Gepetto
Gepetto's clock, the wood chop
To harvest not is to choose not
So much attention focused on wood, focused on wood
The strings under tension, if it hasn't it should
Gepetto's chisel, Gepetto's might
To harvest correctly, to choose right
So much attention focused on wood, focused on wood
The strings under tension, if it hasn't it should
All admit the last refuge of sky
On hallowed ground, it's so high
And all revere the last stronghold of sky
Become clear, when you're near
I welcome you to the last bastion of sound
When you're around, reply
And leave your shoes outside where you came
Speak the name and retry
So much attention focused on wood, focused on wood
The strings under tension, if it hasn't it should

7) What Are They (But Hands Good Hands on Body Good Body Purveyor Purveyor)
Sunspot-freckled star
Sugar passed through bone char
Blanket wrapped around a leg
But body shame instead, instead
Missing mass on breast
Glycerin sourced from animals, oppressed
Hands caress own hips
Re-imagining partnerships
Queer female trapped in a man
Cock's ambivalent, ambivalent towards her cock
Glitter-speckled life
Cut lime with steak-knife
Own skin safe sound
Against the noise of the background
Comfortable keen skeleton
Sanctimonious gelatin
Corporeal crash and cum
This hand's on a good one
Queer female trapped in a man
Cock's ambivalent, ambivalent towards her cock
Somebody trapped in someone else
Nothing grants you freedom from yourself, yourself

8) Correct Loooonatic
Fall on my knees to address the overextension in my head
In my tendons, in my neck, in my exhaustion of breath
I'm ecstatic for this episode to be over
Ennui, ennui, ennui got me, knots in the shoulders
My poor hippocampus, infiltrated by bad news and flora
It's not too late to get the record straight but
I've obscured adoption of a different story
Gumshoe! Conditions and options are new
Defrillibration anxiety, too
It's clogging up the airstream, the airstream, the air
Fall on my ass in full view of what active minds can do
Of the skills that I lack, perdition and it's attack
I'm anticipating this whole thing to be finished
Closing chapter, this motivation's dimished
My poor mind, climbing over rubble that I've left behind
Oh, the airstream, the airstream, the air
Gumshoe! Conditions and options are new
Defrillibration anxiety, too
It's clogging up the airstream, the airstream, the air
It's clogging up the airstream, the airstream, the air

9) Zookeeper Acquires
Get back!
Tigress is leaving for now, for now
Tigress is leaving for now, for now
It was my first day on the job
And I lapsed into a moral plight
In advance of her wrathful claws,
In advance of her terrible bite
But I am an animal still
In advance of her harrowing snarl
Tigress is leaving for now, for now
Tigress is leaving for now, for now
Tigress is leaving to plow, to plow
It was my first day on the job
And I lapsed into a moral plight
In advance of her wrathful claws,
In advance of her terrible bite
But I am an animal still
In advance of her harrowing snarl
My boss said,
"Don't forget, damnit!
You're lower than her!
You carry her water!"
But the tigress cannot leave
I've ensured to that effect
In advance of the concrete barriers
In advance of my weekly check
But I am an animal still
In advance of her harrowing snarl
"Tag that
With no cognitive dissonance
You're lower than her
But you'd eat her if you got the chance!"

10) Take off Yr Bottom Bracket and be Naked With Me
(Instrumental)

11) I'm So Sick of All-White-Dude-20-Somethings-Bands
Beverage advertisement on a front window
The vapid stare of a bathroom behavior
Accomplice eternal, passive observer
Heteronormative patriarchal christ figure bro savior
Set the narrative, obey it and rock it
Have another, have another, friend!
Iron blood and chromium bone
Iodine reef and silicon stone
Enraged man, calamitous female
The extremes meet in the space provided by the zoning plan
Set the narrative, obey it and rock it
Have another, have another, friend!
Oh what gumption, friend! One part in many, friend!
I'm just like you, friend-- the same, but different, friend!
I am so sick of all-white-dude-twentysomethings-bands!

12) First Excited
Oh, what have you done to alleviate
The suffering of all beings today
Did you come face-to-face with an activation potential and
It's too hard so I'll turn away
In the throes of injury and when our bodies don't work right
We realize how ableist we usually are
Perhaps there's a function to manage our privilege
Without accumulating it in synods and then calling it art
Yeah yeah sure it's whatever, whatever
And you ain't got no song to sing
Fortunate to be better, much better
As the revolution takes wing
An almagest which is perfect, so perfect
While the plebians are so blind
Punk rock dogma's so useless, so useless
In revolution time
I'm first excited again
I've reoccupied my mind
I'm hovering above the ground state again
With a frequency well-defined
I'm impassioned by the struggles of people
Browbeaten into despair
I'm a fool and a bozo, a jackass
I'm about to head somewhere
Shed the world looks red medicine head
And I don't need it, don't need it
Straightened posture, eyes aligned
With the omnipresent deathly riptide
I'm a figment of an illusory cohesive collective mind
I'm a private myth in a public dream
Under crass austerity measures by royal decree unspecified
Our blood will run
Our legs will run
Our thoughts will run
Carrying the momentum of our beating hearts and pulsing lungs
Why are we picking at these violent scabs
Complacent and detached from our animus
The telltale heart is yearning for blood
And the expectation to satisfy its lust for destruction
Tear down the granite tower in your mind
Flex flex flex your tensor tympani
The gossamer chains that disengage our consciousness
Flex flex flex your tensor tympani
Yeah yeah sure it's whatever, whatever
And you ain't got nothing to do
Fortunate to be better, much better
As the revolution puts on its shoes
An almagest which is perfect, so perfect
While the plebians are so blind
Merchandising so useless, so useless
In revolution time
We've reached the yield point
Bend it back, bend it back
The fault line's immense
Don't touch it you might hurt yourself
The polar caps are melting
Methane's oozing out the permafrost
Garbage islands garbage islands
Everything's political, turn up the stereo
Flex flex flex your tensor tympani
Everything's political, reflect it in your art
Flex flex flex your tensor tympani
Everything's political, make yourself useful
Flex flex flex your tensor tympani
Everything's political, what goes in your body?
Flex flex flex your tensor tympani
Yeah yeah sure it's whatever, whatever
And you ain't got nothing to be
Fortunate to be better, much better
As the revolution takes a knee
An almagest which is perfect, so perfect
While the plebians are so blind
Record sales are so useless, so useless
In revolution time
I'm first excited again
I've reoccupied my mind
I'm hovering above the ground state again
With a frequency well-defined
I'm impassioned by the struggles of people
Browbeaten into despair
I'm a fool and a bozo, a jackass
I'm about to head somewhere
Shed the world looks red medicine head
And I don't need it, don't need it
Straightened posture, eyes aligned
With the omnipresent deathly riptide
I'm a figment of an illusory cohesive collective mind
I'm a private myth in a public dream
Under crass austerity measures by royal decree unspecified
Our blood will run
Our legs will run
Our thoughts will run
Carrying the momentum of our beating hearts and pulsing lungs
I'm first excited again, yeah
I'm first excited again

13) Fistfulla Vitamins
I'll love you like a vitamin, I'll bust it like a statue
I'll taste you like you're cinammon, thanks again for listening
I'll love all your blemishes, casual consquences
Casual expenses and causal inferences
Silver lightning, so enlightening
So advancing, so entrancing
Up and over we don't care about the drover
We don't care all at once yeah we don't care at all
I'll love you like a champion, race you to the top of the well
I'll eat you like a champingnon, iron taste, earthy smell
I'll love you like a penguin or a butterfly monarch
Or a seahorse, even, try to catch up on it
Silver lightning, so enlightening
So advancing, so romancing
Out and under we're gonna tear the world asunder
We'll deconstruct the grids, yeah we'll tear through it all
In my pocket and in my fist is something really good
In my pocket and in my fist, in my quick and ready insight
Is something really good, something really good
Fistful of dinarii
Fistful of armageddon
Fistful of arcana
I'll love you like a vitamin, take you every day
With a tall glass of water to B complex in every way
I'll love all your blemishes, casual consquences
Casual expenses and causal inferences
Silver lightning, so enlightening
So romancing, so advancing
Up and over we don't care about the drover
We don't care all at once yeah we don't care at all
I'll love you like a champion, race you to the top of the well
I'll eat you like a champingnon, iron taste, earthy smell
I'll love you like a dinosaur, like a stegosaurus, even
Or a velociraptor, take a chunk out of me
Silver lightning, so enlightening
So advancing, so entrancing
Out and under we're gonna tear the world asunder
We'll deconstruct the grids, yeah we'll tear through it all
In my pocket and in my fist is something really good
In my pocket and in my fist, in my quick and ready insight
Is something really good, something really good
Fistful of apocalypse
Fistful of acid
Fistful of cataclysm
Fistful of dinarii
Fistful of armageddon
Fistful of arcana
Fistful of apocalypse
Fistful of acid
Fistful of cataclysm
Fistful of recidivism
Fistful of activism
Fistful of vitamins gets that shit done

14) Upper Decker on the Lower Hudson
Pick up the cube, turn it so the edge hits your eye
The upper decker on the lower Hudson, ride, ride
12C2
Pick up the cube, turn it so the corner hits your eye
The upper decker on the lower Hudson, ride, ride
8C3
Pick up the cube, turn it so the face hits your eye
The upper decker on the lower Hudson, ride, ride
6C4
Upper decker on the lower Hudson
Upper decker on the lower Hudson
I'm an adult, and I'll do what I fucking want
Yeah, that's right I do what I want

15) And I Got-A-Mudita
I was a shithead two weeks ago
I was a real piece of of shit two weeks ago
But then something moved me, you know?
Making up words to what everyone already feels
Making up feelings to what's already on everyone's tongues
You want to dissolve and construct
Well I say let it resolve
You know I love you and I want you to be happy
I beam when you smile, I beam when you smile
And I Got-A-Mudi- And I Got-A-Mudita
I was a shithead two weeks ago
I was a real piece of of shit two weeks ago
But then something sparked in me, you know?
Making up excuses, poison and coughing alone
Making up hypotheses spun and unknown
You want a universal peace, is your body outgrown?
You know I love you and I want you to be happy
I beam when you smile, I beam when you smile
And I Got-A-Mudi- And I Got-A-Mudita
Making up words to what everyone already feels
Making up feelings to what's already on everyone's tongues
You know I love you and I want you to be happy
You know that I love you, you know that I love you
I beam, I beam, I beam, when you smile
(You inspire me)

16) On the Edge of Composure
Mamilapinatapai
Profoundly metastable
On the edge of composure

17) The Shitting Ass
Get to city hall, take all the stuff out of my pockets
Take off my belt, go through the metal detector
Go up the stairs, in the chamber it's stuffy, as usual
Insufferable dismissive blogger's here
Thoughtful smartass activist
Enormous nepotism hamburger man
Well-composed reporter
Future-minded frustrated young small-business owner parent
Cautious suburban vanguard
Frequent op-ed writer about the price of gasoline
The shitting ass wiped on me
The revulsion of a planetary demise
The insipid skirting around our permafucked lives
Bronzed hierarch, lustrous and lonely
Gaze transfixed on you, civic duty never even asked me to
Surveillance drones have been stately
Hovering over us, hovering over us
We take our seats
And the chairman begins a torrent of bureaucratic drivel
I flex my eardrums out of boredom
Pretend we're all about to jump off a high waterfall
In our own barrels
I belive this is an appropriate analogy
Of what may transpire in the coming decades
It's 2012, bro!
Why are we still talking about this?
Is no one here a scientist?
Should I get arrested right now?
Do you want a vegan cookie? What's a vegan, auuahh?
The shitting ass, the shitting fucking ass wiped on us all
The failure to understand the exponential function
The gleaming phallic excalibur of authority's unction
Bronzed hierarch, lustrous and lonely
Gaze transfixed on you, civic duty never even asked me to
Surveillance drones have been stately
Hovering over us, hovering over us
What defines our power in this space?
Is it just about showing up?
Do I need to be a schmoozer?
What's this "monied interest" thing I keep hearing about?
What's "augenmarkets?"
What's agental realism?
What's voting?
Oh, it looks like the bill's coming to a vote
Or not... one more comment from horsebreath over here
A tangent from a man who doesn't take his job seriously
A straw man, baseless paranoia
Legitimate concerns unspoken and public comment is cut short
Ok, the vote is 9-for, 6-against
Welp, good old boy mayor is probably
Going to use his veto on it
God, this sucks
The gallery begins to leave for a fucking cigarette
No one here is happy
Why do we do this to ourselves?
What are we perpetuating here?
Are these people even cognizant of how their decisions
Are boning my generation?
What about the kids?
Shitting ass
What am I doing with this art besides thwarting myself
And not offering useful, constructive solutions?
Am I breaking a fourth wall here?
How many walls are there?
How many do we really need, anyway?
Shitting ass
Shitting fucking asses
Shitting fucking asses wiped over us
Shitting ass
Shitting fucking asses
Shitting fucking asses wiped all the fuck over us
Over us, over us
Bronzed hierarch, lustrous and lonely
Gaze transfixed on you, civic duty never even asked me to
Surveillance drones have been stately
Hovering over us, hovering over us

18) The 11:34
Have heart, would abuse
Counting numbers, stripping screws
Halloween 2002
Fragile egos tend to bruise
After school took mushrooms not in the best of hands
A gathering a slathering of pressing happenstance
Convinced today was a curious clandestine holiday
I imagined my dead body surrounded by police in the street
I could not speak, had hobbit characteristics
Had an urgency of action spiraling
Step, thought loop step
I saw a styrofoam cup, that texture
I bent down to touch it, so unnatural
I saw the eye of Sauron in a parking lot of a 7-11
The numbers rearranged, massage themselves align myself
Strong arms drift off with celerity
Inner child sings the lecture so much better than me
I'm entraptured by its clarity
Inner child sings demeanor so much cleaner than me
Short walk, long apparent time
From the party to my home
I had to lie to be left alone
Vanished ego, heart subdued
Started pacing in my room
A clash of unfamiliar and right
This heavy heavy head
Lymph nodes glow ignite ignite
A noxious angel appeared on my bed
You want to hear what she said?
"You will die at 11:34"
The digital clock in the corner kept score
Silent panic silent answer
I'm going to wait it out
Numbers shifting meaning drifting
I thought my name was Halloween
As the dead time approached, I lie face-down
Mesmerized by geometric forms
My clothes hang off me, halfway dressed
Red plaid pants and a Conflict shirt
Blink thought loop blink
When I woke up the next day, I was elated, I'm alive
The dead time passed and somehow I survived, I'm alive
I'll dedicate myself to the service of others
The numbers rearranged, massage themselves align myself
Strong arms drift off with celerity
Inner child sings the lecture so much better than me
I'm entraptured by its clarity
Inner child sings demeanor so much cleaner than me
I conquer you, I let you conquer me
What I see through, the lens of calamity
Inner child sings the lecture so much better than me
Inner child sings demeanor so much cleaner than me
Emblems of offal and mutual regeneration dismissed
Integrity is free, young people
And contravening syndicates in music weapons exist
Dying worlds in a pregnant galaxy
Competition and good old kleptocracy
I've got mine, I've got yours, I've got his, I've got hers
Why must I think these thoughts?
Death temperance the devil
The tower the star the moon
The sun judgment the world
That experience affected me
In ways you might not see
Years later, an irrational fear
Of seeing numbers one one three
Couldn't bear it until one day
I grafted it onto my identity
I wrote it on my shoes I chalked it on the walls
Eleven thirty four calamity
Then when I moved to Albany
To study for a Ph.D.
I tacked an underscore to the front of the dead time
Figured it would be something unique
Flex flex tensor tympani
Y'varechecha Adonai v'yishm'recha
Ya'er Adonai panav eilecha vichunecha
Yisa Adonai panav eilecha v'yasem l'cha shalom
The numbers rearranged massage themselves align myself
Shavasana

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