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Brushfire Lorca

by Straight Panic

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Remansos 05:33
Ciprés blanca estancada Chopo cristalina Mimbre negra profunda Corazón de agua baja del eco El temblor viejo del rio ¡estabas muerta!
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No one sleeps here Lunar beasts climb the walls Reptilian jaws upon hollow broken men Iguana and Alligator in quiet tandem beneath tender stellar protestation No one sleeps on the Earth Drought makes corpses to cry Call out the dogs The dead child cries too loud ¡Cuidado! Living is not dreaming Moist earth at stairwell's base We tumble, mouths open Unforgetting Flesh is. New veins entangle kissing mouths Pain begets pain—forever Carry the fear of death With roses in our mouths— the rose has teeth in the mouth of the beast— butterflies float from graves Scarred men— by stress and storm— and weeping boys with mummified hand, the impoverished dead at the reptile wall; waiting ursine teeth, hair on end in violent blue shudder No one sleeps here Not on Earth or in sky If the eyes close fetch the whip Let there be a landscape of burning wounds and open eyes No one sleeps here Show the moss the catastrophe, the poison the grand Guignol skulls No one sleeps here
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Deathdream 08:17
Yearning for orchard sleep to escape cemetery riot The dream of the child, his heart cut out at sea Don't speak of the thirst and kept blood of corpses, ears shut to agonal grasses and Lunar forked-tongue A century's rest; I'm not dead Westerly friend Sorrel-lipped Looking shadow of tears Shroud-covered at Dawn to escape the damp to escape the carapace sting Tears wash the land rivulet me to water like a sailor who fell from grace with the sea
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Adan 05:14
Árbol de sangre moja la mañana por donde gime la recién parida. Su voz deja cristales en la herida y un gráfico de hueso en la ventana. Mientras la luz que viene fija y gana blancas metas de fábula que olvida el tumulto de venas en la huida hacia el turbio frescor de la manzana. Adán sueña en la fiebre de la arcilla un niño que se acerca galopando por el doble latir de su mejilla. Pero otro Adán oscuro está soñando neutra luna de piedra sin semilla donde el niño de luz se irá quemando.
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Recorded June - October 2021, Providence, RI
All lyrics by / adapted from the works of Federico Garcia Lorca
Art/Design by Alex Ford
Deathbed Tapes MMXXII

Physical copies available from deathbedtapes.bandcamp.com

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released March 4, 2022

T.B.: Korg MS-20 mini, Molasses Industries Tryophyte, Technosaurus Effexon, Korg Minilogue, Landscape Stereo Field, Behringer WASP, Vonidor FM/AM 2 band radio, SOMA Ether, RadioShack TCR-200 (x2), ProCo RAT (x4), DigiTech Digidelay (x2), Digitech Digiverb, Z'Vex Lo-fi Junky, Behringer BEQ700 (x2), Behringer EQ700 (x2), Verdant Weapons contact mic (27mm / 10ft / extra), Verdant Weapons contact mic (35mm / 6ft / extra), HMHS Electronics MTM-3, Zoom H6n, Klaus Geisler 4/4 Cello, tapes, field recordings, vocals

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