Human Dance

by YUVEES

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1.
It's the passing of time, and it's feeling immeasurable, I'll take no stock in what you lack, and omit the the part you don't like Guess I'm feeling alright, but these things are intangible, I'll put my hand right through my head, I'll put my hand right through my head, It's a party and... You're not invited. It's the passing of time, and it's feeling immeasurable, I'll pull your head right from your ass, to stick it right in the sand, It's a passion for crime, It's a comic betrayal, with the wool over your eyes, could you hear the night go wrong? It's a party and... You're not invited.
2.
Musque 02:38
Well I made my home in California sand, Amass in khaki garbage, assigned a box that read "Ad development" A phrase scrawled on manila walls said "We're snake-oil salesmen" And I'm slinging topical lotion, That grows back hair and skin If he feels he's right at home... Then you failed your fellow man. Now some time has passed and I have buried my reservations, It's filled my troth full of fodder, and paid off my subscriptions, Until that Aryan prick points over my shoulder and begins to say "That's where I'll build my mansion.Right above the wave's crest and the plate tectonic stretch that's sure to swallow man" Now I'm thumbing through utensils on my desk, Looking for where to stab him.
3.
The Eucharist is a finger in the chili, The classical gas had long dispersed, The Rabble Rouser? Well she's permanently sleeping. And if you think this gets bad, it gets worse... Authors on the Internet The Eucharist is a finger in the chili, The wage drone left himself in his work, The modern Christ, Is serving fries... And sermons of 144 characters. Authors on the Internet...
4.
Mutant Abuse 02:53
Leather skin tightly wrapped around a re-occuring nightmare, the urban camper is afoot in search of breakfast, we can't be certain what breakfast is, on what this creature subsists, a brain like spiders, not unlike mine, just infinitely louder... Why are they hanging bodies out to dry? Child, Change your mind. Each train stop a schizophrane's ball, I cannot help but wonder, what she's swatting at, who is she pleading with, should I be too? she may be hip to something slept on, she moves about so fervently, Drain-o in her veins, Where's the puppeteer?
5.
Human Dance 00:50
6.
I was born in a jar, Spilled over the bartop, Cast among the living like a stone sinking in the Columbia, The first light that touched me, Was a hissing red marquee, It bleached me of purpose & reason, I was a marvel among sailors, They can have me in any way they want, Against a will I never had, It's an ode to the non-person The Sailor's grip left prints along my wrists, I hope they see it, When they find my sunken vessel, His face was sandpaper across my neck, He was so close, I could hear the grit of his teeth, And in the fashion I came here, I'll leave here, A mess that someone else made.
7.
There's always two suns in my sky, There's always two suns in my sky, Two gaseous balls that mock me, And I'm often forced to decide, There's always two suns in my sky, There's always two suns in my sky, And it seems, I'm hinged on set and rise, I wonder who I'll be this time? There's always two suns in my sky, There's always two suns in my sky, And I can't restrain the rabid twin, I suggest you get inside, Cause I'll inject the poison, Start screaming out in syllabic languages, In an effort to frighten white americans, It's pretty evident, That I'm back on my shit again, Look out now.
8.
Hopper painted the sound, Of a woman's sigh, A page turned. Longevialle lens of red and blue curves, Cold. And distant. They look idly past my shoulder, Why are they so indignant? They glance idly 'round their frames, Making reality seem strange. They look around their frames at me, I wonder what they're thinking? Hopper painted the women of eternity, at our mortal thoughts they wink, They don't mean to ignore you, They're just giving you space to think, They look idly past my shoulder. Why are they so indignant? They glance idly round their frames. Making reality seem strange. They look around their frames at me. I wonder what they're thinking?
9.
Ex-it(?) 03:45

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released May 8, 2020

All music written by B.Broome & YUVEES
All Lyrics by B.Broome except Sam's Song (Galaxy 500) written by Samantha Oxley
YUVEES are
B.Broome-Vox/Guitars
Samantha Oxley-Guitars/Vox/Glockenspiel/Theremin
Jacob Broome-Bass Guitar
Danny Welchy-Drums/Percussion
Riley Mclaughlin- Baritone guitar/Guitar

Album art by Melissa Monroe

Sax on "Back on my shit","Ode to the Non-Person," & "Sam's Song (galaxy 500)": Nicole Mccabe"

Maniacal laughter on "Ode to the Non-Person" : Steven Brooks

Recorded at Red Lantern studios in Portland Oregon by Eric Crespo Additional engineering by Danny Welchy at LEAVESPACE
Mixed by Adam Becker & YUVEES

Recorded between June-September of 2019

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"The songs feel like a joke at your (and their) expense, and the band- a playful group of disgruntled art school students and cyber terrorists reveling in the jest"

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