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Conan Neutron Beautiful weirdos. This kind of fierce eclecticism would be annoying as hell in the hands of a lesser band. These genuine freaks make it both fun and as cohesive as one can get. Great songs and great times. Favorite track: Drown.
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1.
an apparition of triumph brow beaten bohemian behemoth shuddering beneath the covers of etiquette kept alive in insolence the breath ever present yet contained only inhaled asthmatically corralled but for the wicked and pompous showered with innate knowledge stripped from the common bulging and blue-faced bearing the weight as the timid will until the epiphany who dares wins who dares wins who dares wins
2.
complacent, but vacant yeah it's a double edge sword so happy, distracted yeah it's a double edge sword i feed him, my demon yeah it's a double edge sword i want it, in my pocket yeah it's a double edge sword i see my pharmacist some days for thc, lsd, and mdma and every time i do i come so fucking close to taking all my blues away complacent, but vacant yeah it's a double edge sword so happy, distracted yeah it's a double edge sword i feed him, my demon yeah it's a double edge sword i want it, in my pocket yeah it's a double edge sword legalize it
3.
The Host 03:48
the host becomes us all the cognitive condition crawls so lock up and brace for fall you were never any threat to me at all at all you owe me all the blind to the comatose with eyes that never seem to close a sigh erodes the ego who decides what i call evil a crime by my admission maligned by my own ambition a god to transform the small you owe me all you were never any threat to me at all at all the host becomes us all the cognitive condition crawls so lock up and brace for fall you were never any threat to me at all a crime by my admission maligned by my own ambition a god to transform the small you owe me all owe me all
4.
Drown 04:29
can't help but feel estranged desensitized because you overreact and one can't unsay ammunitions used in verbal attacks i gain tact avoid collisions by omissions of truth how am i supposed to know the depths of your regrets as a youth so ashamed feeling like you could've done no right and red-faced with your eyes closed driving stuck still like road kill for real paralyzed by the motherfucking headlights blinding and i know where you're going you're headed straight to drown do you want to hold me underwater do you want to show me some restraint hold my hand and lead me down to slaughter because it's not going to be the same exposed in the ray of i keep hearing you've change but listen close cause i ain't holding my breath cause i'm fucking sick of feeling faded like i'm bleeding to death you're all sketch i figure leaving's just relieving the rage and honestly i'm kind of glad that i escaped it unscathed unashamed feeling like you could've done no right and red-faced with your eyes closed driving stuck still like road kill for real paralyzed by the motherfucking headlights blinding and i know where you're going you're headed straight to drown do you want to hold me underwater do you want to show me some restraint hold my hand and lead me down to slaughter because it's not going to be the same exposed in the ray of light did you need to hold me so far under the water just to see how long i'd breathe did you need to hold me so far down because it's not going to be the same exposed in the ray of light no, it's not going to be the same
5.
Domepiece 03:14
full of shit keep spitting this ignorance get no bliss as a culprit i flow quick boatloads of real deal smooth like chenille still never made a short list so a motherfucker hopeless but i still can't see the significance if your streets where the dope is if weight and balance is your talent musicality’s mine and crack dealing makes enough to get us both rich so why's everyone broke then most rappers go bold for your billfold me, i don't need no gold teeth bitch i aim for the domepiece i aim for the domepiece ya'll motherfuckers know me i go like 1, 2, 3, 4 hit me with that fucking raw
6.
Diddy 04:09
7.
Vacuum 04:40
the tree of knowledge dropped its fruit so you ripped loose a chunk of bark and ate it embarked for ages on a quest and found your will had faded table displays of things that might have emblazoned or maybe raised a fucking eyebrow in earlier days just lay deprived of praise and practically phased out and i screamed your name loud but what you became is all that rang out cascading black you vacuum dragged through hell and back to attract you but nothing in this world distracts you i'm flashing a light down a dry well fail attempting to will it to fill to the brim with the gift that created this new trail and though i'm fighting tooth and nail i've no illusion that my stale act would ever pull you from that old hat soul trap yeah leave it to me to expose that and yeah i'm shutting up and numbing up especially close up the cable snaps the fire cracks the span and brings the smoke up look at me in the face right now and tell me who's the grown up you keep screaming that the world is on fire while i'm bailing from the flood you can't tell me that the earth has stopped turning as we watch the sun come up do you know what you prevent why prescribe yourself this consequence i've got another name for what you'd label common sense it's a pessimist's defense we're never on the same page if even on the same planet it's like even when i'm good i feel i'm being reprimanded got me questioning my sanity questioning the man in me can't seem to understand that this isn't what i planned to be i tried to make it work completely changing plans for me i wear a fucking tie to work i'm used to slangin' bags of trees i tell you i can make it you just sit there and laugh at me tell me that i'll never change it's hard when you be slamming me constantly telling me how you could never love me and how this could never work fucking cringing when you hug me it's like most the time you hate me the other times you tolerate my presence it seems like you're a queen amongst a peasant and i get it i'm never really the man i'd wanna see you with you've done your fair share but it's impossible for me to quit trying to swim to shore but i'm just wading in a sea of shit you tell me i'm the worst so much i fucking start believing it and i don't need this shit do you know what you prevent why prescribe yourself this consequence i've got another name for what you'd label common sense it's a pessimist's defense
8.
i'm from the land of the free labor home of the slaves keep working hard then like a chili pepper give it away feeling sorry for the people out there paying to pray cause god ain't listening to your bullshit i pull spliffs let it go to my brain tip bottles drown every iota of pain do the 12 step dance then i do it again cause i ain't listening to your bullshit you can't save me i won't repent like a devil got me caged up in a cyclone fence i ain't alone baby i got friends but i'm the only one without a blindfold yet they come inside my home they won't let me alone listen to me on the telephone big brother won't you leave me alone i cheat death every day i'm alive and i'm gonna cheek any mood pill they try to prescribe doesn't matter because they pump it through the water supply but ya'll don't have to listen to my bullshit forced into a life of excess cause we were too afraid to die to see that freedom is death you know they're going to raise rent no matter who we elect so i'm not listening to that bullshit and you can't save me i won't repent like a devil got me caged up in a cyclone fence i ain't alone baby i got friends but i'm the only one without a blindfold yet they come inside my home they won't let me alone listen to me on the telephone big brother won't you leave me alone
9.
don't lose sleep fretting about being 6 feet deep the hole we're born digging living ain't the gift that keeps giving one soul repoed every 5 minutes skinbag pilots hide their privates all their lives then mourn in silence pray for guidance everlasting life but it's a fucking lie we all die
10.
Vice 02:20
unsettling statements clear the path to foggy judgment what's done but wasn't you rubbing me raw restricts my overcoming this damn redundance seems it's time i should be left with nothing when to succumb would mean relief from all incarcerating substance it occurs to me that lucifer had more time for planning and once aware the proof illuminates all and more that's damning like now who's laughing could it have been the catalyst was kept away so nothing happened i'm so sick of looking down into a box of unlit matches begging me now to scratch the eternal itches to end the stillness they pinch us and snip the stitches till the fabric of what's real's evicted you're the monster inside me baby and i'd try to run but there'd be nowhere to hide and you lead me away as you lead me along and i know i'm gone i could've retracted every statement but i didn't cause fuck forgiveness how many times i tried to trust the living still left diminished oh it hurts to feel the dagger stick in to end this vision of some moral purity the task division and somebody told me always run from dead canaries cause lack of air is followed by somebody being dead and buried it never varies see but i never found the situation scary to the contrary every word you say it resonates like a bomb tearing skin like the wall of a fucking building to prove revenge is resilience is less than brilliant when you're bound feel the wheel that's dealing you're the monster inside me baby and i'd try to run but there'd be nowhere to hide and you lead me away as you lead me along and i know i'm gone and i know i'm gone and i hope i'm wrong
11.
conflicts of wrong and right they haunt my waking mind guilt corrals the actions that i choose my inner guiding light left undermined in spite cause no one fucking tells me what to do sometimes i can't even tell me what to do
12.
High Card 01:41
the cool sting of astringent under the skin derivative of the vision she's given remove the shiv to pain submit and keep living good riddance i play the villain well simmer and dwell on what a soul can persevere before it finally fails i won't succumb to second guessing pointless depression any obsession meant to hinder me from learning my lesson i guess i'm such a glutton since i've tasted the mutton that i would rather feel the 10 than eat the pill that'll numb it no love retracted when the innocence lies every action ignorant whim unenchanted by the look in your eyes are you frustrated you can't get in

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The debut LP. Recorded in La Cocina de Ramsey in the Spring/Summer of 2013.

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released December 17, 2013

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The Erratic Retaliator Strategy Chicago, Illinois

A destructive two piece with a biscuit of anger.

Mike - guitar, vocals
Ron - bass, vocals

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