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Feathers & Skin

by Dogtablet

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    Features a bonus track 'Collapsing Lives' Melodywhore Screaming Remix)
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Shadowlands Another letter came through the slot today. Another face pushing you to participate. Mirrors don’t seem to recognize your face. Wind blows all the colors away. Sleep all day with the covers pulled above your head. Another day is done long before it has begun. Look down towards the chilly sea, past the concrete ledge. Hold on. Hold on to the tattered, rainy edge. Criss crossing avenues, fondling your heart-shaped bruise. Hold on. Hold on when the dark things come to roost. Hold on. Hold on when the dark things come to roost. Copyright Jared Louche, London, 2019
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Showtime 02:47
Showtime Meet. Greet Take Keep Wine Dine Bind Hide Feed them Bleed them Hurt them Need them It’s showtime Feed them Bleed them Hurt them Need them It’s showtime Stroke Choke Tease Freeze Showtime Feed them Bleed them Hurt them Need them It’s showtime Words copyright A-Rex London 2019
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Tail Lights Fading Ticking river runs through me, a silent hand pushing at my back, urging, insisting and bending my spine towards the sign of the signaling flash. Tail lights fading up ahead. Last sigh comes round to first breath. One eye closes on the day. One eye opens in the stars. I left the window open last night and the darkness flowed inside. A river running through me, running through your head. A river running thread pools around your head. (.. pulls right through our heads ..) The river rolls through us unending. Takes Supple, gives Wrinkle. Gives Cackle, steals Giggle .. while you head’s resting on the pillow. Gives Light, takes Color, takes hair and some teeth. Tugging loose to the hungry current. Everything turns to something else, and muscle and bone feed into what must come next. A river running through me, running through your head. A river running thread pools around your head. (a river of neon nights and gutter lights, train tracks and plane flights .. a river of crow-black sky, and time rivers on, leaving us dry, dust in our mouths, caverns echoing distant voices.) Copyright Jared Louche, London, 2019
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Deletion Complete I ask myself almost every single day how they always seem to get away with what they do and even what they say I don’t like it And we are all to blame for what they do It’s us who have allowed them to get through Our world is ruled by just a very few I don’t like it I see your face And then I don’t Where have you gone God only knows I search for you where you used to be But you’re not there It’s like you’re on delete Indifference to the people they maim psychopaths still rule us all the same Separatism is how they play their game I don’t like it I see your face And then I don’t Where have you gone God only knows I search for you where you used to be But you’re not there It’s like you’re on delete Words copyright Jennie Matthias London 2019
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Things Said And Done (snake lies) I hear you whisper thru the waves. Lift the mask up off your face. Plague fires burning start to rage. Yellow eye in hungry night, a flicker sharp in flashing light, coming close, the needled maw. From beneath and from above, coil jewel serpent sun, coming close with open-jaws. (we've come to set your house on fire) These cigarettes won't smoke themselves. Bottle stuck up on a shelf, and your edge don't sharpen very well. Don't listen to him because Snake is a Liar. (he's here) Dead eye empty gazing up, razor bleak and talon sunk. Eyes alight in fire glow. Inky wing or maggot stink, black shadow crucifix. Eyes alight as fires grow. Don't listen to him because Snake is a Liar. Copyright Jared Louche, London, 2019
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HAZMAT This is the trip from which there is no coming back. Passing from stations to stages, from the light to the black. There’s no coming back. Crossing the tracks and the hum of electroclack distracting us, our brains addled from too much Omnicore and Radiation. We’ve lost our way, we’ve lost our station, across the nation there’s the sound of Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fascination. We run through the forests of light, beams crashing at our feet, leaving behind the bodies and the dreams on tattered streets. I am Diseased and so I’m beautiful. Watch me burn. Bending light and looping sound. Speeding up and slowing down. (Pushing a shard of light beneath our skins, a cylinder, a jack, a triple-point pin, While the Ladies Of Machinery lead us on through blinking nights of golden dreams) Copyright Jared Louche, 2019
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SKIN JOB (this is not my skin, love the skin, gotta get out and let it in) Black shines the heat. Mutating beast. Their god has two faces but Mine has none. Blank is the face that's turned away. This god has no room now for what we have become. I see your face flash thru the waves becoming sharper all the time. I hear your voice thru static noise becoming clearer all the time. Gotta shake the scream, lock on the beam, time to become the thing of your dreams. Got to love the skin. Gotta love the skin you're in. Out of this furnace and the Cradle of Bones. Driving from the middle out into the Unknown. Never got an answer now they're walking alone. No wonder they believe in the simplicity of higher beings. My god's vibration. Got to love the skin. Gotta love the skin you're in. Copyright Jared Louche, London, 2019
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Collapsing Lives I’m hearing whispers down the hall I cannot make sense of it all Is that the sound is that the sound of collapsing lives Is that a scream? Is that a scream? Is that just me? Words Sapphira Vee copyright London 2019
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Safe House 04:11
Don't shake me down Don't shake me down
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Vital Signs 02:53
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Black Dog (inside the hound) Black dogs red eyed howl .. brawling in the hall. I’m splayed out, my cover wide and ripped-back pages. Sweating naked in the bed, Jesus nailed feet and Rimbaud's head. The glass from window .... shatters. Street light casts its pall across me. Ribs are hidden, jaws precision. The light that gave now too must leave. And a lo-light yellow lamps hang down, the jagged roofs, the city's broke-back crooked crown, where the shadows ripple ripe and ink pours round .. and dawn is nowhere to be found. The light that gave now too must leave. Copyright Jared Louche, London, 2019

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released December 9, 2019

Contributions from Jared Louche, Jenny Bellestar, Sapphira Vee and A-Rex

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Dogtablet London, UK

Martin King
(Test Dept / Pigface)
Roberto Soave (Associates/ Presence)
Jared Louche (Chemlab / Prude)

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