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Post​-​Sabbatical, 2nd Ed.

by Ex-Gods

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1.
Oh monolith! Erected in spite dry gasps of air Oh finger tips! Moist bitter ends to stifle your arms Dirty, wasted, kept under liquid You sink while I float I FLOAT You sink Dirty, wasted, kept under liquid. You’ve run short and you are pale Ignite under the subtle bright haze I’ll watch you drown.
2.
The books Are increasingly Harder to read What you find off page is More disturbing More unsettling For me Dislodge yourself Just long enough To filter deceit I know you went too soon Quiet now Quiet now Just go to sleep And you say you know love Here it is And you think you want love…think you want love? ‘Cause this is, this is, this is…LOVE. I inhaled your guise I’ve kept it trapped In my lungs The bitter taste Of your air Of your song You’ve suppressed it for so long On this Cold Still Dusk Cuts Like knives In The Core of you And you think you want love Here it is And you think you know love…think you know love? ‘Cause this is, this is, this is…LOVE/LOVE/LOVE/LOVE.
3.
I’m wrecked And Vexed I’m hexed And Cursed I’ve tried And lied I’m wired And weird See Through This Now Addressed The mess Inside My Head To fall On old Venom Again Look at me now Look at my face Look into my eyes Tell me what you see HEXED VEXED
4.
Don’t go the air is thick I know I won’t follow you until the end Night sky ripped by shards of light Black sands, Red hands Don’t judge less ye be judged Here come The Judge Gather all your trinkets To make an ear, and lip Necklace Remember that it doesn’t exist until I bear witness Black sands, Red hands Don’t judge less ye be judged Here come The Judge You’ve come for gore in the evening redness Gore!!!
5.
Cut up bleached out Gift of the earth Your hollow words Whistle through the reeds And swallow all good notions To bend your position Small Shrieks Coughed up As you fill the air With your vibe Talk Cheap Of Vultures I know This has to end Small Shrieks Coughed up As you fill the air With your vibe Talk Cheap Of Vultures I know This has to end Spit and sway Against the rows Of heads you’ve stepped on Murder mouth Just spit and sway
6.
Now stop taking this so hard Like I know you Now all are against you It’s in your head Snake Charmer I’ve heard that Witches burn like wood You’re so very flammable You’ve crept in Used your fingers to spread filth Breaking ties That bound you to the truth Of what you are A cowering dog With a mouthful of vile I’ve heard that Witches burn like wood I’m here to make sure that you burn We know who you are You’ve salted us and brought drought You’ve set us up and we’ve done nothing We know what you are
7.
Release We won’t stop till we reach bone. Peaked screams Taste the inner workings of your skull And oh All the unics have come out to play And oh Just watch as we slowly reach decay Black- balled For what we have all become Two Slugs That takes away the lust. Numb And oh All the eunuchs have come out to play And oh Just watch as we slowly reach decay
8.
Choate 06:15
Your sick sense of not making sense Of everything you’ve ever known. You’ve ever known. You stare at me with cold blackened eyes. As I wallow in your fluids. Your fluids You make sense at not making any sense Of everything you’ve ever known. You’ve ever known. You stare at me with cold blackened eyes. As I wallow in your fluids. Your fluids You won’t break us. I missed your face your bloody face. You’ll burn like the rest. I kissed your face your pretty face. Remove your shallow breath.
9.
Our merit is steadfast We will outlast you. Dripped light, and fell soft Blurred pictured. None of this seems right We ditched plan a. whatever that was. Moved to b It skipped a beat Hissed to a low limp, and backed up cold. You mean too much to me….gone Fingernails Glossed Lipstick I love the way you……. I saw your name In the papers…..and snickered slowly All those words and dull substance The soothing upset Of growth and moss It blankets your pelt, pocks of amber-grey Stains of rare phantoms We cracked the code Now the numbers just seem off Rusty nails Glued Duct tape I love the way you……… Stepped up with vigor and crossed out blacked Gauze sift through the skin, and oil You wrapped in static And wrong turns. We lit you up. A masterpiece I lift this drink to your maw A tight phoenix, seared fragmented. I can’t believe what you said I was a much better dad when I was in prison.
10.
I raised up and Framed your face With my hands The black wash Suits your subtle lines Just don’t leave I will ruin you I broke up to Stagger the concern And held quiet The slant of my pull Just to see your smile Just don’t leave I will ruin you The new ghosts Feed on the need All good things Happen in threes
11.
Our merit is steadfast We will outlast you. Dripped light, and fell soft Blurred pictured. None of this seems right We ditched plan a. whatever that was. Moved to b It skipped a beat Hissed to a low limp, and backed up cold. You mean too much to me….gone Fingernails Glossed Lipstick I love the way you……. I saw your name In the papers…..and snickered slowly All those words and dull substance The soothing upset Of growth and moss It blankets your pelt, pocks of amber-grey Stains of rare phantoms We cracked the code Now the numbers just seem off Rusty nails Glued Duct tape I love the way you……… Stepped up with vigor and crossed out blacked Gauze sift through the skin, and oil You wrapped in static And wrong turns. We lit you up. A masterpiece I lift this drink to your maw A tight phoenix, seared fragmented. I can’t believe what you said I was a much better dad when I was in prison.
12.
Just open your mouth Let me stick my hand down your throat My fingers reach inside of you Let me pull on your dark heart Your dark heart Yeah your tongue will tell me the truth The kind your teeth just won’t speak A candor that may peak my ears When I lay you down to rest Down to rest If a break in the silence is needed We just nudge a little more
13.
Look at you all tears and pearls outstretched palms take the glitter and gold mark your friends bite your tongue off so I can’t hear the suck bite your tongue off A natural influence that we tend to rely on a cause and effect, that builds with age I’ve tried to coerce A tiny bit of ease to junk the grave imbalances they broke my attention so I glass cased the rest in a riot of sun bashed color A natural influence that we tend to rely on a cause and effect, that builds with age The dark always seems to come up first Blocks the belief to butcher the shade eaters the strike burns and twists at the skin…… fuck summer
14.
15.
Uncle Deth 04:13
….And now we’ve learned To pay off our debt With blood and sweat Cauterized and capitalized On all our work Failed missions To regain Our Worth Don’t look down, don’t ever look down Or become food for the worm Don’t slow down, don’t ever slow down Or become a bag in the ground I would fix this If I weren’t so damned tired I’ll just close my eyes Just for a little bit ….and sleep Lay down my head ……and sleep There’s always tomorrow. Don’t look down, don’t ever look down Or become food for the worm Don’t slow down, don’t ever slow down Or become a bag in the ground Slow breath morning crippled mess dawning Trust no one is our motto It’s our way of life They will fuck you for their gain Of nothing Gnaws at your insides This is getting old We are getting old
16.
Rubberbash 05:06
And it sinks in Old time venom knows me Let it fill every crevasse Oh, how I’ve missed you Your timing is off To correct the messed steps As we spit a growing phobia Oh, how I've missed you With piss and fire You’ll burn this town Stabbing up to heaven I see a soft silhouette of want The crawling necessity It won’t stop coming Flowing over my eyes Red always red I still have my legs Still have my eyes Still have the time Always so alone Where the better half ends... ...with piss and fire
17.
She cut loose. Dali eyes In the house of hidden snakes I’ll find you, and breathe for you You broke last like I knew you would Ohhhh the horror Sweet Death, be my bitch. We’ve slaved the new day Toiled though the muck A series of events That leave us blank, robotic Ohhhh the horror Sweet Death, be my bitch. Cogs and gears And our flesh hangs low Pardon me For seeing how Hard you are on yourself Ohhhh the horror Sweet Death, be my bitch.
18.
Oh monolith! Erected in spite dry gasps of air Oh finger tips! Moist bitter ends to stifle your arms Dirty, wasted, kept under liquid You sink while I float I FLOAT You sink Dirty, wasted, kept under liquid. You’ve run short and you are pale Ignite under the subtle bright haze I’ll watch you drown.

about

Sabbaticals, redux.

I've been meaning to get this all edited up and put together.

It is sort of a love letter to the band, to the guy who faithfully recorded most of these shows (Jim!), and to the countless lovelies who came out to hang with us for three magical years.

This unvarnished compilation captures Ex-Gods in their natural habitat: local clubs playing to some pretty great folks. Some of these songs are on the two EPs; the others we wish we could have recorded in a studio, but such is life.

These are as live as it gets - warts and all. Likely we were pretty drunk. Often we unhinged over the eight to nine songs and barely clung to the rails. You might have even been at one of these shows. Watching one of us flailing around hurting ourselves in the process...breaking our gear, our bodies...clambering up onto the bar or your table...screaming in your face, even. Fun stuff. We enjoyed watching you just as much, maybe even more, than you did watching us. Some of you really know how to throw down. Holy shit. A lot can happen in thirty to forty minutes, eh? One of you even collapsed - we're glad you're okay.

All of that to subject yourselves to five sweaty old dudes who carelessly ruined your hearing song after bludgeoning song. Yikes. Hope that high pitched squeal you woke with went away. Mine hasn't.

credits

released April 30, 2020

Mike Crum: Guitar
Micah Hembree: Howls of Delight
Israel Hickey: Drums (Tracks 1-9)
Stuart Linkert: Drums (Tracks 10-19)
Sean Horst: Bass
Sean Lanksbury: Guitar

Tracks 1-8 Live at The New Frontier, Tacoma, WA, 2014-04-13
Track 9 Live at The Mix, Georgetown, WA, 2015-01
Tracks 10-12 Live at The Funhouse, Seattle, WA, 2015-11-07
Tracks 13-18 Live at The Valley, Tacoma, WA, 2016-03-12
[yes, these ones were recorded in mono]
Track 19 Live at Real Art, Tacoma, WA, 2016.04.16

All Tracks except 9, 19 recorded by Jim Cockrill.
Track 19 recorded by Ahren Lanfor at Real Art from the board.
Track 9 recorded by the Sound Guy at the Mix from the board.
Wish we could recall your name. Sorry, man.

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Ex-Gods Tacoma, Washington

Ex-Gods disbanded in 2017, and independently released their final recordings in 2018. Longtime PNW Punk/Metal/Noise debacle, Ex-Gods formed in Tacoma, WA in 2009. Originally known as Mahnhammer, they released their debut EP, "Above the New Frontier" (mahnhammer.bandcamp.com/releases) in 2011. They released the "Ex-Gods" EP on Violent Hippy Records In 2015. ... more

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