Breakfast in Concrete

by The Swamp Gods

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This is our first full length album, coming after three EPs recorded over the last decade or so. It's taken us almost a year to record all the tracks, and it feels like a transition between a kind of a discordant lo-fi pop and a noisier, darker more electronic-based direction, driven as much by synths as by guitars. Lyrically it's a combination of bastardised post-structuralist philosophy and fan-girl driven gushing, with the odd random bits of nonsense just so we don't take ourselves too seriously!

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released November 8, 2016

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Track Name: Breakfast in Concrete
Chris sings:
Turbulence is so strangely logical
distorting stress to clarity
meaning rests on subtle understandings 
Of not causes and affect

Learn worldliness from grappling with the ordinary
Subversive not subservient
I don't care about the little things any more
Anywhere I live is beautiful

Anne sings:
All the rooms are taken at the Totem Pole Motel
We're all part of each others' patterns
The Harleys are parked in the yard
We have breakfast in Concrete

Dr. Dionysus sets his decks up in my yard
He's the master of all that's nasty
We dance all night in the barn
By the light of the lasers

This restaurant is wired for Mysterioso sound
All the mountains come from fire
The soil is rocky and black
And the wine tastes of lava

All the rooms are taken at the Totem Pole Motel
We're all part of each others' patterns
The Harleys are parked in the yard
We have breakfast in Concrete
Track Name: Playing Deep on the Edge of Chaos
I’ve been playing deep on the edge of chaos
playing for keeps like there's no tomorrow
morality framed by mortality

Deconstructing from inside
a personality that's had its time
foundations of the ego crumbling

Been looking for reasons, only finding rhymes
Searching for meaning when I find the time
capabilities become uncertainties

seen too much to be innocent
lived too much for ambivalence
now I'm playing deep on the edge

Play is a source of self-control
It keeps you sane on a downwards roll
Play keeps you young when you’re growing old

Play keeps you loose when you lose control
Gives your heart a beat when it’s growing cold
Play grows heart and soul
Track Name: Cheer up Kim
Anne sings:
Cheer up Kim, it might never happen
You're so lucky to be a rock star
You can live in a great big mansion
Everybody knows just who you are


A Jersey girl named Patti worked in the Piss Factory
She ran away to New York City, like Jersey girls do

She met a photographer there named Robert Mapplethorpe
They went to Coney Island together and wore hats
They fell in love, they were just kids

Cheer up Kim, it might never happen
You're so lucky to be who you are
You can live out there in the country
Everybody knows you're a rock star

Now, this Jersey girl Patti, she went out on the road with her band
And they became big stars. They were the Patti Smith Group
And they had hit records and travelled the world

Then she gave it all up. She married Fred Sonic Smith
and they moved to Detroit to raise a family together
But he died, it was so sad, he died.
She's back on the road with her band now
She's an artist, she's a magician, she's a shaman, she's a musician
She's a summer cannibal, she's an American artist and she has no guilt
And she shall live again

Cheer up Kim, it might never happen
I'm so sorry that you find it hard
You can be who you want to be now
Everybody knows you're a rock star
But it's hard, I know it's hard for you
I know it's hard, I know it's hard for you
It's hard for you, it's hard
take it easy on yourself, I know it's hard
take it easy on yourself, I know it's hard

Chris sings:
We talk in the language of space and of time
Live through our bodies in rhythm and rhyme
Forcing some distance from reality
Meeting the universe halfway and dancing
(If I)started again I would be a dancer
strutting with chaos with possibilities 
I would weave motion with time as potential 
My stage the as ifs, the nearlys, the almosts

I'm only living when I am dancing
Only real through rhythm and movement
I swing the beat and make it my own 
My grasp of reality light as my footsteps
Track Name: Running with the Black Dog
I’m running with the black dog now
Running fast but he's leading somehow

I’m running with the black dog now
Seeing dark through black fog eyes now

I’m cutting with the black dog now
Paws are slicing through dreams made flesh now
Vitality dimming in early dawn moonlight
Tension fighting intentionality 
Track Name: Baklit Plastic
I’m perving
Over plastic
When it’s backlit
When it’s perfect

Crustacean state of knowing
Not anthropocene era
Turning into oil

But the feeling
Before there were feelings
From the maelstrom
Event revealing

I’m perving
Over plastic
When it’s backlit
When it’s perfect

Peak oil reached
Population ignoring
this dis-narration
This discourse

Even, even not believing
Trying to not knowing
Possibility conditioning
Learning how to fail
Track Name: Asteroid
How does it feel to be an explorer?
Infinite time, and possibility
How does it feel to be out there?
Deep in space, beyond the system
How does it feel, to be out here
Looking back, too late to turn back
How does it feel to be an explorer?
Track Name: The Osiris Virus
Anne sings:
The God Osiris on the underground
The devil's playground is always open
Maximo is smoking on the underground
The golden dragon is floating through the tunnels

My left is in my right, my right is in my left
My left is in my right, my right is in my left
My left is in my right, my right is in my left
My left is in my right is in my left

Chris sings:
Here we come, we ride into your town
with attitude, our thoughts are upside-down
Looky here, look into the future
Think Tao, you assume it can't be found

My right is in my left
My left is in the stars
my up is in your down
my down is in your head
your head is my hands
my heart is on my sleeve
I’m wanting to believe
oh yeah

Nomad thoughts, riding differently
so let’s create extraordinary worlds
we’re in a now that began some time ago
so perform in ways we need to reach tomorrow

My right is in my left
My left is in the stars
my up is in your down
my down is in your head
your head is my hands
my heart is on my sleeve
I’m wanting to believe
oh yeah
Track Name: To an alarming extent
I’m looking for some agency
To go with my identity
But not the kind of agency
You’re calling on your telephone

Mistaking my identity
Listed as a wanted man
But now I’ve got that sorted
I’m getting on the case

I’m detecting Deducing Carousing Cruising
Searching for clues to my enlightenment

Creating an assemblage
To maximise my joyfulness
Researching all the qualities
of Eudaimonia

Mixing up some justice with
A dose of truthfulness
Wrap it in some courage
And away we go

I’m creating conceiving Constructing Construing
Putting it together the best way that I can

I’m singing I’m shouting Searching Destroying
Looking for the moment but it’s still eluding me

I’m singing I’m shouting Attaining Still searching
for two pounds of funk in a one pound bag