bruce jams: vol. III

by pageripper

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vinyl released by 1859 records (US) & different kitchen (UK)
300 copies on one-sided 12"

cassette available on added warmth recordings
run of 100 with yellow shells

recorded by mike ulysses @ low expectations
mixed by mike & pageripper
portland, or - 2014

mastered by robert bartleson
and ryan remains @ haywire recording


released November 26, 2014

brent - guitars/vocals
sean - drums/asshole



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Track Name: An Arcus
it's rolling in like a rain storm.
and when that gray hits your shores
slamming and unhinging screen-doors
do you stand with steady hands or watch it fall?
please brave the floods kid; you are a catalyst
and like an arcus you will roll through this
Track Name: What's A Little Fallout?
it’s barren down below and i remember overgrowth.
i’m not asking to regress. not when something’s gotta give
and i don’t stand alone.
and with our final breath we'll curse this world for giving in.
when all’s dead and gone i hope this world can build again.
and so it is: we've reached the end.
a swan-song at our final stand in history.
the sky's gone brown the ground's been raped and razed.
the sound of everything dying is deafening.
Track Name: Defector!
i'm just trying to assuage things.
i just wanna be left to these one-man devices
and I swear that it's nothing to do with our connection
or how it ebbed and how it flowed in off-directions
we're both so far from home.
please don't talk to me like i'm a stranger.
please don't talk to me like i'm some traitor.
in the meantime i’m tearing over walls i’ve built to high.
in the meantime i’m resurrecting lives i left to die.
Track Name: Omelas
[ instrumental ]
Track Name: Sinking The Corpus Dei
there was a guilt like a dead weight
sinking him like a stone in a lake of fire.
the choir sang of myth and gods of iron age
and the leaders spoke pandering praise of the fear and the faith
in a dead and gone and spiteful god.
but he found redemption's got a funny way
of redefining when you've finally set aside your faith
in being subjugated.
and every lie those silver tongues perpetuate
every dime that adds a shine to their collection plate
will be the death of your sensibility.

"the alter cloth of one aeon is the doormat of the next."
- mark twain
Track Name: The Smouldering
i'm sick of waiting for change and
maybe it's best if this crumbled apart.
am I just burnt-out and jaded?
or did my fire all smoulder before
I walked out my front door today?
to hundreds of people with hundreds of problems.
and to think that you think that you know anything
about what's good for them or me
is so fucking frustrating.
Track Name: 079800
they’re blister-wrapping some cheap insurrection.
cashing in on cold, hard dejection.
and they’ll bastardize every old song until it’s trivial and hollow.
keep spiting venom and they’ll never get the best
of these immaterial things.
it’s a dead weight.
a spreading disconnect pooling under your feet.