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Tombstone Tantrika (+ bonus tracks)

by Steven Martinelli

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1.
one man said weather makes him feel small he sees how insignificant we all really are but i would say the weather runs down my cheek blows through my hair and i remember it is all mine, and yours, and ours the sun has risen just for me fill my chest with a sense of glory so which one is it how small are we or is it the same feeling described differently Sheknow's Weather's in me Sheknow's raining...she's happy Sheknow's sky re-lives me I only wanna make Sheknow happy Clear free fields of phantoms let dark mists spring forth out the moldy steamy earth i'll re-enchant falling orange skirts pieces of home pockets of blood blooming in a wooden live neuron 10,000 leaves 10,000 mana … loa!
2.
Lo Siento 02:47
I'm broke but I dont care I've got one more smoke one more token 3 more lives before I die burst some vessel in my video sky So hold it just hold it in although your head may burst it's just bombs bursting hold it just hold it in retain his harsh cursing whole day spent shot sitting and burning crackling in my mirror brooding eyes swallowed by black hole bags unclean undead retina red got no home but her hard bed got no home but my swollen head cause she drives hard bargain for erotic sleep non-verbal seep jargon only a way for my tongue to know you only a way for my fluid to cool you eternal summer calls me on forward to quench passions associations melt in hot intercourse cold pavement stone reflection
3.
Gold Rush 03:42
running back towards lost sun the wise man came seeking freedom its a freedom never lost its a freedom only found thinking they were the chosen ones to do with us what they please treating us worse than even the animals receiving no illumination from the source which bleeds but "there's gold in them there hills boys" (said the color from out of space) and you know what that is something to fear because if she runs free with the natives then why do I try to make every untidy thing so neat tie my neck just right and swallow my tears green and bloating fear seeking release from behind pressed lips her hips run free on the breeze of ancient savage tongue wise to the trick of unthreading wise to the trick of the super-sonic soul-drumming imagine a time when the static runs thick cracks a whip on horses back the rhythm the drummer rides and we follow all natural things take voices the key is protection the prize is the self rising triumphant up over indifference my birth-right is desire come on one true lover lets ride it into the untamed weather her hips run free on the breeze of ancient savage tongue wise to the trick of unthreading wise to the trick of the super sonic soul strumming
4.
The Fly 03:50
how long before the sleep now my love how long before sleep now the fly having lived one day of life is ready to surrender to the silence so how long before the heat now my love how long before heat now the red-purple passion burning to jump trains in the middle of the night like a million flies almost all at once rushing into the station so how long before too late now my love how long before the train now my love the skin, nose, nails yearning to heal the static of breathing in the morning how deep into the eye now my love how deep into I now my love the hive in cave the buzz in body all now ready to beat the retreat like a million flies almost all at once rushing into the station how long before the retreat now my love how long before train now my love the sound of fall traffic and rain the sound of old vinyl popping again the sound of the wheel on the track distracts me like the static in an old song reminds me so how long before the pop now my love how long before POP! like a million flies almost all at once rushing into the station quite like the fly ready am i ready am I quite like the fly
5.
strange fall weather concrete dawn turns to burning holes into my lawn the water once having free range follows the track of the drain to mix with the concrete forgotten into the ocean we push our sins away and her face longs to be free and her bosom longs to be free
6.
Almost 7 03:07
This early in the morning I remember The Horned One Smoke rises Burns tongue Nose dripping Reminds me I’m human Gagging This early in the morning I remember cards dealt Glinting sharp edges First echoes of stillness Winking at me (tick tick tick) 654 I receive the broach (It's a) Living micro-verse (Its got) Never ending edges In mobius Orange! 656 I remember Lucifer Her skin so soft And creamy white ! She’s bringing light She’s bringing silent Buzz The dawn of day Sets into my cells Trying to hold the creeps at bay From behind windows grown together I see there are strength in numbers How I am so many yet so few
7.
Ash filled jar Chain of smoke ember Loss of self Cherry burnt desire Out my hands she went Never coming back to heal The split So, Wrap me up in a blanket Drop me in the ground Let the worms have there way I’ll be coming round Like a stone to the force of gravity fall Will renew all It’s a difference engine It’s a very big difference engine Makes a big difference in june And maybe Benjamin Franklin Was more than freepressin’ So wrap me up in a blanket Drop me in the ground Let the worms have there way I’ll be coming round To see her orange hair Blooming there Pieces of her Falling Everywhere Rake her into a pile and then Feed her into herself again We will be married Come the falling wind Through difference engine Cold corpses are fuel Her death is my Renewal Her cells are transfusions From body to soil And if I put my ear to the ground I’d swear I hear you coming round Coming round your coming round Speaking to me through the ground
8.
Freeway 02:49
the fountain speaks in silver tongued sentences which lie between !!!cracks in our smiles!!! opens new moments of silence the pressure the pressure building to bursting numb seeing blurred feeling 10,000 rainbows glimmering each with a different name where once there was only a freeway never any pull of gravity the teeth of time sink into me and I hear wheels are a slippin' wet pavement yellow strip dividing what is me from what is not me and at this speed i cannot see what is me from what is not me as the yellow has !!!shot through!!! into one unbroken lined view its a 2-way street to go filled with substance defined by shadow so take your name off and dance with me majik is my middle name spoke with the clouds talked with the rain 10,000 rainbows glimmering each with a different name where once there was only a freeway never any pull of gravity the 'christian' cross sinks into me when condemning my 6th sense wanna throw away my crucifix humanity is innocent one white god makes little sense mine are in the trees flowing through the breeze like monkeys so take your name off and dance with me
9.
10.
how long before the sleep now my love how long before sleep now the fly having lived one day of life is ready to surrender to the silence so how long before the heat now my love how long before heat now the red-purple passion burning to jump trains in the middle of the night like a million flies almost all at once rushing into the station so how long before too late now my love how long before the train now my love the skin, nose, nails yearning to heal the static of breathing in the morning how deep into the eye now my love how deep into I now my love the hive in cave the buzz in body all now ready to beat the retreat like a million flies almost all at once rushing into the station how long before the retreat now my love how long before train now my love the sound of fall traffic and rain the sound of old vinyl popping again the sound of the wheel on the track distracts me like the static in an old song reminds me so how long before the pop now my love how long before POP! like a million flies almost all at once rushing into the station quite like the fly ready am i ready am I quite like the fly

about

All Songs by Steven Martinelli c.2000
tracks 1-10 recorded by Mike Davidson for Steven Martinelli
WITH
Tracks 1-10 Mike Davidson on Bass, & Drums
Except 'Sheknow's Weather,' S.Martinelli (bass) and,
Mike Davidson Lead Guitar on 'Concrete Dawn'
Keyboard by Sheryle Diane
Back up vocals by: Kellye Rowland, and Renee Jones

All Artwork by Macy Wood

*Lo Siento recorded Live at Full Tilt Ice Cream Columbia City
*Oblivion recorded Live at KUGS Bellingham
*Freeway recorded at Bionic Ear studio c.1999

special thanks to Mechelle Thomas




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released April 2, 2016

Cover Art by Macy Wood
Pictured: Lynette Kanelos

CD Dedicated to Michael Lawrence Martin 1969-2004
"You Always Made Us Laugh"

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