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Foul 02:40
Foul I envision a relapse A collapse of hope A rehashing of faults Failings Only deeper and darker Where salvation is One more One more hit One more shot One more bump One more bullet Late night early mornings Convenience store hajjes Mecca of sugar, salt, fat Microwave meals, ice cream pints Insolent clerks and neon Gratification Crumbs of baggies, vials, lighters Litter the passing Guide the way home Where the wicked witch Preps for my return If it were only a gingerbread Crutch Stewed, baked, fried She consumes me And my foul brain
Symbiosis 06:25
Symbiosis I can’t let go of you. You won’t let me. How did it come to this? I should be thankful for the push. You thought you were done with me, but you can’t push that hard — or didn’t. You wanted distance. I learned that I needn’t be that close; two drones on rotation for uninterrupted observation. Micro-mini cameras hidden for surveillance. Your room. Your bath. Your car. Your workplace. The will be no chance of escape. The airwaves connect us now. My nourishing fix available twenty-four-seven. Wi-fi enabled and uploaded live, my reach is global. You are becoming an internet sensation, virtually viral. Dedication sites create unverified profiles, unreliable wiki. IP’d someone on constant feed. It turns out I’m the tool. My obsession is your obsession. Your router on endless stream. You sit before the screen watching you, watching you.
Down The Drain What I say to you doesn’t matter at least not in my mind what you say to me doesn’t matter I never mind Sometimes I just don’t care the shower washes this all away standing there facing the torrent the shower washes you all away induced short term memory lapse the shower is all I know sometimes I kneel to see where all the dirt, grime, and day go I’m trying to care a little bit more to grasp something solid so I listen to your insight, fables, and folklore sometimes I get too close the shower washes this all away transfixed by the swirl the water and I escape the shower washes you all away inhaled marijuana paranoia rush distrust the shower is all I know sometimes I sit to dream visions of departing down the drain I flow
Proletariat 02:33
Proletariat this is not the answer the beast is still buoyant but swims with no direction the common desire of survival as a state of being may not be enough motivation for good behavior from the limbs submerged working harder than ever working longer than ever working better than ever to keep the beast afloat and the dream alive but the feet realize the head makes decisions to keep the head dry and aloft the feet the legs the working extremities are driven for the head feels it must survive but the feet tire there is no reward no time for rest no time for relax no time for recovery only work more and more of the beast finds the water and is submerged what will become of the beast when the head hits the water
Gods Reflect 02:39
Gods Reflect Blunt honesty There is no substitute for truth Lies paint pretty pictures But dull the punch Pain can be pleasure (bite me) When desired for effect Change can be like that One hundred becomes a tip A blurry buzz in return Morning heaves of prayer Gods do not answer They are honest to a fault No pretty pictures in store The bowl reflects The source of the deposit In one way Out the same But changed Grasp the rim A firm fixture That does not lie
Affair 03:17
This Affair This affair has suffered the same fate as all things Our time together The bliss Lost hours forgotten days Our moments presented for all to see The vision You drove me to drink I’m drinking now You are not here You hang at another’s If I had known Would I have given up so much to achieve you The end elation Your flaws show my imperfection I pray for perfection more than the end I would continue without end If there was hope of perfection And you have flaws My flaws We grow apart Others come Others go Their nakedness perfect for my embrace I mar them Scar them And cover them As I did you They also leave me Growth what a bitch What a struggle Will you forgive Will they forgive I will try again My path of construction/deconstruction Lays ahead of me Life art
Mass Graves 03:01
Mass Graves Will I ever find peace again Maybe I never had it This inner turmoil must cease Or it will destroy me But maybe that is what needs to be done So that I can be free again Free of expectation Free of desire When I do not know what I want I know what I do not want I do not want to be happy to make everyone else happy Such bullshit As if that will solve anything I don’t need to be friends with everyone I don’t like everyone And I don’t care if they like me I could walk through a room full of bodies Eating a sandwich And come back for a drink Mass graves are the legacy of civilization Cheap and efficient And with the right equipment Hands free Humans are so smart I will be glad when this is over
Songbird 01:27
Songbird Another bird has flown away That is what they do Fly This one was especially, special Delicate feathers, strong wings A lilting song, an exotic creature Birds fly That is what they do Fly If you hold them too tightly The joyous gleam in their eyes fade What a time it was with the bird Save a bit of the song on my voice mail Play it over and over The goodbye song Birds fly That is what they do Fly Hope that bird flies this way again


The Pruitt-Igoe housing project, built in St. Louis, Missouri has been regarded as one of the most infamous failures of public housing in American history. This marvel in architecture turned into a crime-plagued ghetto that even the poor wouldn't live in. After spending more than $5 million in vain, the St. Louis Housing Authority and later the U.S. Department of Housing and Urban Development declared Pruitt-Igoe unsalvageable and razed the mammoth, high-rise apartments.

Today, Ted Washington (vocals, synthesizer), pays homage to this idea of something being so beautiful and terrible at the same time in his collaboration with Krista Coppedge (trumpet, synthesizer). The band fuses spoken word, jazz, electronica and various music genres into a sparse, clean sound that creates an emotive landscape for poetry that explores issues of love, drugs, nihilism and socio-economic casting.


released February 1, 2013

Ted Washington - vocals, synthesizer
Krista Coppedge - trumpet, synthesizer


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