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Absolutely Free

by Tomo Takino

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1.
From our picnic, I see mice marching over the mountain I sit on the edge of the dam watching their bodies make waves above every walk to the gallows there are pretty clouds above every slaver's whip there is a blue sky
2.
But among the hairbraids, of men leaving home falls the moonlight, glistening And where I lay my feet, red sand beneath gweilo tells me his name for me Dolly! born to bloom unseen, And waste their fragrance on the desert air where train track surrenders, to the sands of the billowing winds rippling! i say i wont forget you as you tie the rope around your neck as color retreats from its frontline i wish only that id forget you as color retreats from its frontline i wish only that id forget you
3.
Bubbly, cuddly are the boundaries of their supremacy Bubbly, cuddly waxed and buffed but their edges still sharp waxed and buffed I will burn your coal till the skies darken I will burn it, burn it Is it worth it, let me work it. I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it. --- the boundaries of their supremacy Bubbly, cuddly waxed and buffed but their edges still sharp waxed and buffed I am metal and I'll never die I am metal and I'll never die We are metal and we'll never die I will burn your coal till the skies darken I will burn it, burn it Is it worth it, let me work it. I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it.
4.
The day dawns, the morning star is bright upon the horizon But I am left in the river bank, hungering in sorrow's kitchen. I have licked their pots, I have gulped their bitter water. And I am filled only with love for you.
5.
exhumed from beneath the interstate, the remains of 1,000 workers makes us catch our breath like dogs trapped in a hot car like bees flood to blooming flowers, like veins of an arm exposed from its cold, concrete fruit flows the sweet liquid onto our red lips And I am tired of wandering pondering the families beneath me And I am tired of wandering wondering if i'll be next to die while garbage boils in the streets fattened on wealth they hung their portraits in the emptiness of the desert bus stops like monuments, flooded the valley with oil & blood And I am tired of wandering pondering the families beneath me And I am tired of wandering wondering if i'll be next to die
6.
walk it walk it maybe the truth is in how you walk it (I gotta walk my lonesome valley I got to walk it for myself, Nobody else can walk it for me, I got to walk it for myself)
7.
I will be for you a guide for what lies ahead of you between the scribbled line where our bodies lie legs tangled in the wire 'tween me and you
8.
Bodies unbecoming As the flesh forms a landscape Whose peaks and valleys betray their fragile nature Under amber lights, I consume her blood flowing down my throat And as the acid, burns the skin My insides growl a maxim Slumps herself feet up, back to the earth hidden away in the smokey chamber, keeping your eyes to the ceiling plumes will gather themselves into shapes shameful restless icons revealing under amber lights I consume her blood flowing down my throat And as the acid, burns the skin my insides growl a maxim Love will smother me, back to the earth sticky is the veil of the night thick like clotting cream, runny and in the humidity of our lust we'll see each other as the beasts we are
9.
North ★ 06:02
Apart from our shadows, we have no friends. Apart from our tails, we have no fat. who knows what my body's worth in cold hard cash I keep no company No one cares for me each day a notch on my cage 'till they are through with me over a river dried, a lake smothered to dust north star i stare longingly, and i wonder where you are north star what used to be an ocean of sand, now dynamite & guns rule the land what used to be this corpus of blood, now carved into splinters, ashamed & unloved I keep no company No one cares for me each day a notch on my cage 'till they are through with me over a river dried, a lake smothered to dust north star i stare longingly, and i wonder where you are north star
10.
Dolly dreams of lanterns, swaying in the wind while her ancestors wash their feet of mud and under the blossoms she wonders what crushes our desire not to be trapped Let a hundred flowers bloom, baby we can make heaven a place on earth To stand and gaze upon the Orient lamps, Where his face burns like a flare the red lights overwhelm your eyes and opium smoke burns the midnight air we have nothing to lose but our chains and I want to take you there Let a hundred flowers bloom, baby we can make heaven a place on earth
11.
who was pilgrim who was colonist in time you will know the last wilderness (in time you will know the last wilderness) so rest your head, don't cry for me in time you will realize not all of me will die (in time you will know the last wilderness)

credits

released September 25, 2017

The flickering screens embedded within the console revealed the stillness of the many winding hallways connecting together the various complexes of the National Zoological Museum, its center anchored by the towering skeleton of a deteriorated blue whale. Each wing of the building mapped itself to some biological community in which a collection of plants & animals was thought to once exist. Red grass & peaks of ice rendered using plastic & foam formed islands of tundra, thick paper pines & spruces dotted the carpeted landscapes of grassland & taiga, and styrofoam canyons & cliffs painted with orange & brown loomed with dark shades over fields of dotted lines, named features, and pastel representations of flora & fauna. The kids would read out the name of that once-great empire with slurred consonants, their voices bringing life to the static figurines who’d in their years been sheltered by the fragments of a map so large & detailed that it was as if that empire had never crumbled at all. All the parents & guardians would fold their arms while the children rehearsed scenes from reimagined & reconstructed moments flicking on the screen, a trace of pity in their pursed lips for the forgotten who now existed as the fiction of some distant past they knew only through memories inherited.

all songs written & produced by smoggycat

tomo takino & the absolutely free are:
smoggycat - vocals, acoustic guitars, electric guitar & bass & 12-string, alesis micron, korg microkorg, drums & percussion & bells & chimes, soprano saxophone & tuba & bottleflutes, sampler & mpc, arrangements
nick belida - saxophone, flute (2, 7, 8)
natalia d. cameroni - violin (2)
josh le - trombone (7)
joey di liberto - trumpet (7)
eddie a. mendoza - drunken banter (7)
martin renan chapman - 12 string guitar (2, 7)
karina sevilla - vocals (7)
ray stachowiak - drums (6)
the absolutely free orchestra - strings, brass, woodwinds (1,3,4,6,7,8,11)

colin winegardner, adam abadilla, sanjay john - recording & engineering (2,6,7)

infinite love & warmth to:
colin winegardner, adam abadilla, sanjay john, ray stachowiak, eddie a. mendoza, natalia d. cameroni, josh le, joey di liberto, nick belida, martin renan chapman, and karina sevilla for their time & effort. good neighbor, globehead, the garage boys, everyone at ksdt, and ucsd's coolest folk for their kind words & support.

a special "I <3 U" to eric bracht for his help & support.

samples from "Raise The Red Lantern" by Zhao Jiping used on (4,6,11)
samples from "Bring It On" by Organized Konfusion used on (6)

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