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Appetite and Application

by Naevus

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1.
Dominic Song 07:32
And you were sometimes cruel And what you said was sometimes true You walked in white And brown was the colour that I wore And I never even met your wife You moved into a different life But not so long ago We played dominoes And I was sometimes cruel And what I said was sometimes true You walked in white And brown was the colour that I wore And I never even met your wife You moved into a different life But not so long ago We played dominoes
2.
Let me in Let me in Let me in Diagonally across the street Without control of their faculties Spending your time and mine All over the street Let me in Let me in Let me in Filling up the shop Dissatisfied with their lot They just don’t get it They just don’t get it Let me in Let me in Let me in They don’t know left from right They don’t know right from wrong They don’t know anything They don’t know this song
3.
Bleat Beep 03:36
The roaring in your mind roars on The pennies in your pocket have gone The sense of well-being that your system neglected Alights instead upon a distance, well-protected What do you see in an instant? Images of bodies that your mind kept What did you feel when your nerve went? Actions that remained unrepentantly repentant Bleat, beep What did you cut out from behind the glass? Nothing, of course You go out to the old mine shaft At Cemetery Tropicana You look up and it all ends suddenly at the sky What is it that defies revision? Words and a simple movement What was it that you heard behind Joy Division? Just a simple movement A simple, human movement Bleat, beep
4.
Mistakes 04:04
Walk away in front of me Don’t look at where you’ve been You don’t have the time And there’s no point in wasting mine I don’t want to see you now I don’t need to now I don’t want you to be here I don’t need you near Lie down away from me Lie down and stay there No rain is coming through No rain would need to There’s nothing wrong with you There’s nothing wrong with what I do But things don’t meet, they grate And we ourselves are by mistake
5.
The human body always caves in on itself When I think about it, it’s like 1979 How far away from that behaviour am I? In air there is nothing, you’re in it, across from me Walls are men hiding And doors are men coming And chairs are men waiting And men are things nothing A deeply felt well rankled by indifference Not turned from but left in suppliant waste Fear of loss of momentum informs everything And stages melt, one into another Walls are men hiding And doors are men coming And chairs are men waiting And men are things nothing
6.
No, Remember 04:45
On my way to die I laughed on the only breast Alight with no continence Nothing grown or known How cool the breeze that licked my arms! How quick my step! Trees that lived in autumn winds Wilting through my mind My limbs were hanging wilfully Unfastened from that page Curled into and yet away From the animal breath On my way to die I laughed on the only breast Never was there message Only was there fact A different kind of diagram Sealed with exclusion Now support my need Living uncontained My form, it leaks all kinds of things I scent every lack To pride and to origin I once again repair To leaves and to earth In some traditional sense Never was there message Only was there fact But no, remember
7.
Frozen! 03:45
I was born In a leper colony Fumbled out under the hill But benches were the birthplace Of all that carried me And they need persuasion still Gone with dumb escape Reaping curious flesh I touch what once was mine Sheer and shining sheen Of drips – how frozen! Constrict for the last time What has been Denied to me this night? Probably my own energy Because I have tried So many times to fight My senses will not obey me Consciousness is wrong And sleep my enemy Both tempt me to release If you have teeth then you Had better show them now And end my disbelief Puff-puff go the bricks and mortar Fumes, they lure me With every fresh collapse Get it done, get it done! Hinder, hinder, hinder! Twisted, tangled, perhaps
8.
I can pretend that it’s possible To know each of my needs To be sure of their exact extent But the body speaks in tongues Caught up in my own cross-drifts Blown wildly off course I can pretend that it’s possible But the body speaks in tongues
9.
Oracle, let the chicken live If he may leave his short career If he will not interfere Oracle, let the chicken live If this world is a patient place If he will owe you not for this grace Oracle, let the chicken live Oracle, let the chicken live If his weight will not be too much If his pain will not be seen as such Oracle, let the chicken live If this world will not resent If there is nothing he must represent Oracle, let the chicken live Oracle, let the chicken live If this world is worth more than he If to kill him leaves him to me Oracle, let the chicken live
10.
Waste 07:45
Long will be the passing day Strong will be the urge to stay Resigned to slump beneath the need Designed to incubate the seed Bend beneath The weight, the grief And so control Your goal See in objects’ static lines The moving plan that they refine Read into a body’s needs The intention to deceive The lid you lift Will set you adrift Because your skin Is thin The senses by themselves feel strange And through them you hope to arrange Actions into present facts Activities into real lacks Look: they show The empty flow That runs through The things you do You could be wrong and in which case You should resolve to now displace Effluvium, the rind of dreams To flush it out in uric streams Smell the waste Without distaste It will reveal What you really feel

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Recorded live at the Runes and Men festival at Theaterfabrik, Leipzig on 05/10/13.

Many thanks to Walter Robotka, Toralf Zerus, Michael Wittek and all at Equinoxe Organisation.

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released October 13, 2014

Lloyd James: voice, acoustic guitar.
Hunter Barr: drums, electronics.
Ben McLees: bass, voice.
Sam Astley: electric guitar.
Violin in 'Waste' by Matt Howden.

Live sound by Stefan Weiss.
Recorded by Christoph Thieke and Boa Thor.
Post-production by Ben McLees at Disconnected Studio.
Master prepared by Hunter Barr at Retina 2.
Cover painting by Lloyd James.

(c) 2014 Naevus

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Lloyd James: voice, guitar. Ben McLees: bass. Hunter Barr: drums. Sam Astley: guitar.

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