animal
from Necrobisect by Pete Jon
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12" Vinyl LP Full Length Record
Record/Vinyl + Digital AlbumOriginally recorded to 1/4" tape, this analog record features stripped down guitar-and-vocal folk arrangements of the album Necrobisect. Due to the time constraints of the medium, the song "Indiana" is not included on the record. The packaging includes an art card insert with a download code for the digital album, streamed here, featuring more elaborate arrangements built around the original tape recording. My hope in writing Necrobisect was that it could be enjoyed two ways, in the sparse intimacy of an analog medium as well as in the exuberant, somewhat haphazard framework of found-sound collage and electro-rock'n'roll.
Includes unlimited streaming of Necrobisect via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.Sold Out
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Art Card with Download Code
Poster/Print + Digital AlbumWell wouldn't you just love this full bleed glossy B&W heavy stock 11 1/2" x 11 12" art card to hang on your wall? Featuring the iconic Necrobisect text "it came out of the ground, through our mouth and into our body" in awkward script over an intriguingly dead couple, this is the perfect conversation piece for impressing a date or graduate student. Full lyrics, album download code, and tasty bits of gossip included on the reverse side.
Includes unlimited streaming of Necrobisect via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.Sold Out
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lyrics
forty years, forty years
cut me loose forty years
forty bones in the skin I wear
forty devils at my heels
o my God, been forty years
when I die, when I go
lay me down on the Open Road
fire to purify my bones
then scatter me out on the Open Road
lay me down on the Open Road
I used to pine for New York City
the fume of flesh
oozing from some underground
the sound of bone rattling in an oil can
and the Fuckers’ moans
so meaningless and loud
I miss the nights in Arizona
coyote howling
right beyond the city lines
the smell of dust
the Catalina Mountains
just a-hovering
at the edges of the Mind
when I die, when I go
lay me down on the Open Road
raise you up a glass of rye
if I die before my time
if I die before my time
when I come home to Indiana
I see the fires burning in the alleyway
it’s all we can
to keep us warm this winter
just to flicker
in some dark, forbidden place
call me away, you mighty Mississippi
call me away, you artery of America
green Illinois, blue-eyed Kentucky
let the dead wash their own dead away
New Orleans, hot and sweet
going down to New Orleans
gonna hear the Trumpet sing
hope I die in New Orleans
delta air and the broken beat
and if you go before me, Brother
let Jesus know
I won’t be coming clean
I’ll come in twos
one half dragging the other
like an Animal
that loves where it’s been
cut me loose forty years
forty bones in the skin I wear
forty devils at my heels
o my God, been forty years
when I die, when I go
lay me down on the Open Road
fire to purify my bones
then scatter me out on the Open Road
lay me down on the Open Road
I used to pine for New York City
the fume of flesh
oozing from some underground
the sound of bone rattling in an oil can
and the Fuckers’ moans
so meaningless and loud
I miss the nights in Arizona
coyote howling
right beyond the city lines
the smell of dust
the Catalina Mountains
just a-hovering
at the edges of the Mind
when I die, when I go
lay me down on the Open Road
raise you up a glass of rye
if I die before my time
if I die before my time
when I come home to Indiana
I see the fires burning in the alleyway
it’s all we can
to keep us warm this winter
just to flicker
in some dark, forbidden place
call me away, you mighty Mississippi
call me away, you artery of America
green Illinois, blue-eyed Kentucky
let the dead wash their own dead away
New Orleans, hot and sweet
going down to New Orleans
gonna hear the Trumpet sing
hope I die in New Orleans
delta air and the broken beat
and if you go before me, Brother
let Jesus know
I won’t be coming clean
I’ll come in twos
one half dragging the other
like an Animal
that loves where it’s been
credits
from Necrobisect,
released September 18, 2014
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Pete Jon Michigan
Pete Jon is a singer-songwriter and collaborative producer in the DIY tradition.
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