Time and time again
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| the eggs cracked on the wall, i can't think straight at all |
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| the sky fills with clocks, the hands spin like a top |
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| humping, thumping, they won't give me a break |
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| pressure from the inside makes my head ache |
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| mad as a march hare, two days late |
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| they stole all my time and ate all my space |
''Year Of The Snake''
(Draft in progress)
Stats:
Tracks: Year Of The Snake B/W Passacaglia
Year: 2017
Label: Tankcrimes
Matrix A:
Matrix B:
Pressing Info:
First Press:
250 - Black vinyl*
350 - Splatter vinyl*
400 - Picture disc*
1000 - Clear vinyl
*All variants except clear come with a bonus black 7" flexi disc with a remix of the title track by Container
Test Pressings: 15
Variants:
Four vinyl variants as above, 3 come with bonus flexi disc
Notes:
Watch the space below - after a while shapes and symbols will appear before your eyes :
Commodity Fetishism:
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| "Year of The Snake" 12" Test pressing Side 'A' - this one comes with bonus Thumb of the Scotty pic: borrowed from Tankcrimes Twitter |
''No Paseran''
(Cassette)
"Thomas the Tank Engine"
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| Artwork for front panel of cassette |
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| Tracks dubbed on to used cassettes as per the Demo cassette. Cassette finished with FU logo stickers. (Image courtesy of Del Taylor) |
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| Inlay - four panel single-sided xerox copy (Image courtesy of Del Taylor) |
Stats:
Tracks:
1, No Paseran
2. Circling The Drain
3. There Is A Light That Never Comes On
4. Generation
5. Red
Year: 2002
Label: Self release
1, No Paseran
2. Circling The Drain
3. There Is A Light That Never Comes On
4. Generation
5. Red
Year: 2002
Label: Self release
Notes:
Sold / given away in 2002, presumably prior to the vinyl version being available.
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| Lyrics and credits cropped from inlay sheet |
Terror of the eternal return
litany
ˈlɪt(ə)ni/
noun
- 1.a series of petitions for use in church services or processions, usually recited by the clergy and responded to in a recurring formula by the people.
- 2.a tedious recital or repetitive series.
From Wikipedia
"In certain highly evolved societies, the intellectual élites progressively detach themselves from the patterns of traditional religion. The periodical resanctification of cosmic time then proves useless and without meaning. [...] But repetition emptied of its religious content necessarily leads to a pessimistic vision of existence.
When it is no longer a vehicle for reintegrating a primordial situation [...] that is, when it is desacralized, cyclic time becomes terrifying; it is seen as a circle forever turning on itself, repeating itself to infinity."
Thank God
Son: Mummy mummy mummy, please buy this record, I've wanted it forever (nearly 6 months)
MOTHER: Mummy wants you to be happy, but $75.00? That’s outrageous; he probably bought it 2 days ago for like $10 or $15
SON: It's a simple case of supply and demand, mummy, supply and demand.
MOTHER: That’s not the point. Some poor little punk kids made that record with their bare hands and bits of their souls and they probably only got $5 to share between their whole family.
SON: Making a profit is nothing to be ashamed of. We live in a consumer capitalist society, the little punk kids get their $5, the man gets his profit, we get the record.
THE FATHER: That's right son and it's called REALITY, be sure to keep it going or else something bad will happen.
The End
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