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Sail Away
04:04
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If I had the time
Then I would take today
I would use my mind
I would think my way
If I had a choice
Then I would choose today
I would use my voice
This is what I’d say
Take me to the Rhine, let me sail away, push me off today
If I had a chance
Then I would take today
I would sing and dance
I would move my way
If I had a choice
Then I would choose today
I would make some noise
This is what I’d say
Take me to the Rhine, let me sail away, push me off today
If I had a choice
Then I would choose today
I would use my voice
This is what I’d say
Take me to the Rhine, let me sail away, push me off today
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2. |
Halloween Me
04:36
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It was the dark eve of Halloween
I was a cunning little kid planning what to be
Anticipating one day of the year
To be myself with and without fear
Costumed kook in a creepy cloak
Made up from a dim dream when I awoke
Looking through the looking glass
I saw my true face staring from behind a mask
Then a witch put the hex on me
A casted spell trick ain’t no treat
You can’t tell me who I’m gonna be
In this makeup is my identity
You can’t tell me what I’m gonna be
It’s who I am and not just Halloween
It was the dark day of Halloween
I dressed a ghoulish little creature with a face of green
A black cat crossed a leafy street
Sharpening his claws while taunting me
Doors open up from the bell’s ring
I heard, ‘Just who are you supposed to be?’
It’s only me, a spooky readymade
Took an apple out and found a razor blade
Then a witch put the hex on me
A casted spell trick ain’t no treat
You can’t tell me who I’m gonna be
In this makeup is my identity
You can’t tell me what I’m gonna be
It’s who I am and not just Halloween
Up in the nighttime I belt a dark cry, I’m me
Against the orange light I’m stark sight, that’s me
Under black skies lit by moonlight, I’ll be
Another kid who fights to claim an identity
The bright day after Halloween
I still donned the duds made up from my dream
‘The day is done!’ the skeptic screams
But I’m out stunting, haunting, and hellraising
Then a witch put the hex on me
A casted spell trick ain’t no treat
You can’t tell me who I’m gonna be
In this makeup is my identity
You can’t tell me what I’m gonna be
It’s who I am and not just Halloween
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3. |
Just Business
03:18
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Gentrify the neighborhood
Ain’t personal, it’s just business
Capitalize on the goods
Buy for less and sell them for more
Interest accrues on the loan
Ain’t ethical, it’s just business
Redline, indebt, or foreclose
Buy for less and sell them with
Efficiency, economy
Profiling, profiting
Assassinate for the costs
Ain’t personal, it’s just business
Recoup the profits, deduct the loss
Buy for less and sell them for more
Trafficking bods underground
Ain’t ethical, it’s just business
Marketing those gagged and bound
Buy for less and sell them with
Efficiency, economy
Profiling, profiting
Adverting, accounting
Expending, expanding
I want more and more, more and more
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4. |
Weird
04:00
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There’s something weird going on around here
There’s something weird in a weirder year
There’s something weird going on around here
There’s something weird and it’s stoking fear
There’s something running, cunning, gunning up ahead
There’s something peeping, creeping, scheming for our heads
It’s in the land, and in the sea, and in the air
It’s in our hands, and in our feet, and in our hair
It is a mind, it is a mood, it is a mode
It will cajole, it will conjoin, it will corrode
There’s something weird going on today
There’s something weird in a weirder way
There’s something weird going on today
There’s something weird in the same old way
There’s something running, cunning, gunning up ahead
There’s something peeping, creeping, scheming for our heads
It’s in the land, and in the sea, and in the air
It’s in our hands, and in our feet, up in our hair
It is a mind, it is a mood, it is a mode
It will cajole, it will conjoin, it will corrode
Take it, take it for as long as you can
But only, only if you understand
That it came, it came from the inside out
From you and me and them and it without a doubt
It’s in the land, and in the sea, and in the air
It’s in our hands, down in our feet, up in our hair
It is a mind, it is a mood, it is a mode
It will cajole, it will conjoin, it will corrode
There’s something weird going on around here
There’s something weird in a weirder year
There’s something weird going on around here
There’s something weird and it’s stoking fear
There’s something running, cunning, gunning now we’re dead
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5. |
Brand Identity
04:21
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Tell me what you really wanna buy
Show me how it helps you to define
Tell me what you really do believe
Show me how you wear it on your sleeve
Tell me what you’re watching on TV
Show me how it’s you in what you see
Tell me what you drink and what you eat
Show me how it speaks to what you read
Tell me what you really are, tell me if it’s your guitar, tell me how it lets you play your part
Tell me what you really think, tell me if it’s in your things, tell me if they let you do your thing
Tell me ‘bout the city where you live
Show me how it’s got the streets you dig
Tell me ‘bout the art that you collect
Show me why its beauty is the best
Tell me ‘bout the house that you just bought
Show me how it has the walls you want
Tell me how you master what you own
Show me how you’re tracked upon your phone
Tell me what you really are, tell me if it’s your guitar, tell me how it lets you play your part
Tell me what you really think, tell me if it’s in your things, tell me if they let you do your thing
I’m subject to objects, an object to subjects of objects
Don’t object to subjects or object to objects of subjects
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Records rouse a spinning
Books beckon a reading
TV turns me miming
Clocks will keep me timing
Gats trigger a shooting
Batons bring a beating
News baits ever clicking
Needles nudge a pricking
Cameras cause a capture
Phones ring in a rapture
Ads arouse a purchase
Prayer prompts by churches
Techne taunts a dancing
Sirens goad a lancing
Bombs ignite a dropping
Bubbles burst a popping
The sword it incites in me, a violence, an actioning
While always there’s a willing
It’s molded by the waying
The means will mean the ending
It’s part of the intending
The sword it incites in me, a violence, it’s happening
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7. |
The Fascist (Within)
05:00
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Rising through political machines
He sews and stokes resentment to extremes
Thinks and speaks in terms of ‘us and them’
Staking claims deep in the fatherland
Cops a cult and crowns himself the lead
New dogma for zealots so elite
Repeats the false ‘till it becomes the truth
Manipulates the minds of blue-eyed youth
Power to dominate, otherize and relegate
Power to decimate, he won’t, he won’t hesitate
In the ranks there’s another source
Not one who schemes but one who paves the course
A bureaucrat and a banality
New orders to follow dutifully
I speak too of ‘friends and enemies’
Get my kicks through some authority
Flank myself with others just like me
Reifies one way to think and be
Power to dominate, otherize and relegate
Power to deviate, he will, he will abdicate
Power to dominate, otherize and relegate
Power to demonstrate, will I, will I emulate?
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8. |
Colonial Gaze
01:58
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Got my foot in your water,
Got my head in your sand
Got my eye on your daughter
And my gaze on your land
On this soil people may be, but not in them humanity
Like the flow of the river, without reason and will
Colonize physically
Ghettoize spiritually
Civilize a savagery
Manifest a destiny
Gotta old-world rupture
For the new-world affair
Gotta god and a culture
To impose and impair
On this soil people may be, but not in them urbanity
Like the rush of the bison, without reason and will
Colonize spiritually
Ghettoize physically
Civilize a savagery
Manifest a destiny
Blinded from hindsight
And to posterity
Victors with might’s right
They write history
Victors will write and revise history
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9. |
Of Places & Plazas
05:02
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Pickets frame my yard and I paint them bright white
Sharpen up the points to stab and fright
Stake them down deep, create the boundaries
Claim the animals, ground, and trees
This is my land hey, hey, hey
Under this here roof and between all the walls
I’m a castle king who makes the laws
Imbue the values, the ones that I choose
Religion and too the type of news
This is my house hey, hey, hey
My place is on fire, the plaza’s aflame hey, hey
Two different spaces burn the same way hey, hey
A city’s courtyard centers a downtown
Invites a public in to crowd round
A mix of values and too of worldviews
A social locus within to choose
This agora hey, hey, hey
My place is on fire, the plaza’s aflame hey, hey
Two different spaces burn the same way hey, hey
Circle up the square and shout it in the air hey, hey
Blazing is the place right between the pair hey, hey
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10. |
(I Ran) So Far Away
03:10
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Born into the world, but unto the wrong brood
What was I to be, and to say, and to do?
Was fractured from the start
Surged of unopened heart
I was a stowaway, I was a stowaway
I couldn’t speak the tongue
I had no place among
I was a castaway, I was a castaway
Was broken at the bone
Crushed by a broken home
I had to break away, I had to break away
Raced through and slept the streets
I had no shoes or sheets
I ran so far away, I ran so far away
Deep in the underground
A family I found
I was so blown away, I was so blown away
Our tribe has always been and always to the end
It will not fade away, it will not fade away
It will not fade away, it will not fade away
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MINIMA Atlanta, Georgia
MINIMA is the project of Atlanta dj and musician Tony Chackal which combines post-punk, garage rock, and synth wave in a caustic, noir register. The debut album We Were Never Modern (2022) explores themes of place, identity, technology, and overcoming. A cover of Joy Division's Isolation was released subsequently, followed by another single Casino World, a biting critique of capitalism ... more
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