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Incredible Revelations from Last Night

by Extreme Volume Pop

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1.
The Suffocation Artist 02:23
2.
Forward Harch 03:13
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3.
Dragging the Dog 02:03
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4.
Bad M/F 02:25
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5.
The Heel 04:00
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6.
Police Theme Two 03:15
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7.
Lotus Flower Paradise 10:22
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8.
Chinese Pajamas 03:50
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9.
Eternal NOW 01:17
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10.
Just Say No 06:14
11.
Creep Joint 11:36
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Attention!!! LIFE IS A SERIES OF JUMP-CUTS!

The only real continuity we can grasp exists in our workaday, mundane appraisal of our daily lives. A consensus group-think fostered by work school; friends; family and media: For instance:

"...I explain my music is noise mixed with, like, metal, rock, and jazz. He smiles and seems friendly. We go out to view cowboys busting broncs or some shit, and he has my cassettes and cds with him. He is sitting on the split rail fence with my stuff beside him. I leave, go back in the house (situated in a neighborhood that looks country), but when I come back out, He is gone, with just my tapes/cds sitting on the fence. I collect them..."

Unmoored from its context, this scene becomes meaningless. placed here only because it refers, in a vague way, to the author/musicians output. The following scene, stripped of emotional context, becomes as flat and lifeless as a gutted fish:

"...Looking at pictures of my father. I begin to weep. In one, he is lying on the couch, looking asleep or passed out, wearing toy glasses with silly plastic frames slide down his face.
"I am a baby."
"Is he dead?"
"So sad", I explain to my mother. "I really miss him."
I begin to crack up. I begin to cry."

The following senseless, parenthetical nugget, is included just to reassure the reader the author is still a firm believer in the concept of artistic accident.

(...next, it is Bonnie and Clyde times. I am sitting with mother at a kitchen table in a hide-a-way. We are playing cards. Bonnie and the gang tell us they are going to town for supplies. I tell them Im'a stay behind and speak with Mother. it is nearly eleven o'clock according to a clock on the wall. I know they are going to be killed (gunned down) in the car before they come back. Somehow I know the future--Bonnie and Clyde and Buck (and whoever) to die at eleven. That's why I don't go with them.)

Adios...

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released September 6, 2015

All instrumentation and production by Tom B.

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Extreme Volume Pop Indiana

Hopefully, my various musics are ultimately like magic bullets that enter and impact at the base of the skull, ricochet around the brain chamber, and then leave a gaping exit wound in the forehead. You may hate them


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