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‘The Devil’s Joy Always Brings Mayhem’ AMM

So here is an updated version of this demo done in the van. It’s getting there. Maybe dubbed CRAFTSMAN GNOSTIC RIFF- ROCK! Beato was talking about Tinnitus (the demon) and I’d figured he needs aschoolin’  on the father of devils:-P There ya go buddy! No chance of a free mixmaster on this one, eh? Like do yo thang with it! My Tinnitus makes it so I no longer want to fcuk around with these demos more than necessary and recording in the van? Ahem…B.S. I do miss my studio. And I can no longer afford my previous mixmaster. The pics are from this years adventures out in the woods! Living by a river tames the Tinnitus! Get your Walden on! There may be something to salvage past the train wreck of the CAP/COM Psy-op! 

Bonus points for the rain on the van sound effects…

50 cents to you if you can spot the playing glitch on the main guitar track (not the noise)…

Gratuitous generic nylon string solo in this one…No whaling electric harmony solos (YET)…

Didn’t I always tell you

Didn’t I always say

Didn’t I always warn you

Things would always end this way

Two plus two it equals three 

In my tragedies 

This is my hell; it’s where I fell 

Why can’t you tell?

Follow me down thru the light that shines 

Follow  me thru the tunnel that blinds 

Follow me thru the light that shines 

Flow me thru the ties that bind

Until the end of time

Would you have listened if I’d have been more kind?

Would you have changed the path to a life divine? 

Or did this inversion warp you beyond repair?

Did anomie seek you in your despair?

Two plus two it equals three

In my tragedies 

This is my hell; it’s where I fell 

Why can’t you tell?

Follow me down thru the light that shines 

Follow  me thru the tunnel that blinds 

Follow me thru the light that shines 

Flow me thru the ties that bind

Until the end of time

Two plus two it equals 3 goodbye electricity

Two plus two it equals 3 hello to insanity

This seems apt: 

The incomplete ‘I’ of the Personality, unfinished and powerless, wanders in life with no faith and no true affection. It goes from error to error, from weakness to weakness, and from lie to lie. A prisoner — perhaps voluntarily, but nevertheless a prisoner—man does not do what he wants to do in life, but does what he hates,6 blindly obeying a diabolical mechanicalness which, under its three aspects: fear, hunger and sexuality,7 rules his life. 

Boris Mouravieff 

On Tinnitus:

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