Automata for the People

from by Jonathan Burks

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shadow of light kicking noise around in the darkness
cartoon hands, four fingers, no bird no flight
pop goes the elbow paint, medium’s the message
uncanny flood plain catching up passing lights

way to be, it’s alive
we’re all made up monsters
crushing on our Frankenstein

dust thrown puppets between lens and light source
sunset blushed with the half-truth of a clean edge
looking at a future long flown apart and rendered
a robust broth, a thick soup of load bearing lies

it’s quite the scene, it’s a happening time
we’re all playing dress
tying bows on monkey mind

side saddle on the rat king, dreaming down the darkness
cartoon hands, four fingers, no bird no flight
brute force of enzymes, hijinks, and deep code
bottoms up shake down, crushing through the fractal brine

nothing to see, it’s all double blind
hitched between the cold teeth of processes we ride
it’s quite the scene, it’s a happening time
dressing up the nothing the only show, the long unwind
it’s not real, but it’s the realest lie
pinned beneath the cold teeth of processes we ride

credits

from Self Talk, track released August 1, 2020
Nathan Kilen - Drums
Didier Leplae - Guitar
Jonathan Burks - Vocals and Keys

Produced and recorded by Jonathan Burks, Didier Leplae, and Nathan Kilen

Mixed by Jonathan Burks

all songs by Jonathan E. Burks

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Jonathan Burks Milwaukee, Wisconsin

"When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro"

here's some pro tips:

1) Keep a scream journal. Scream into a camera or microphone at least once a day. Any word or sound will work. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK" seems to work for me.

2) Dance for 5 minutes daily. Dance on the way to the bathroom or kitchen. Dance as ugly as you can.

3) Make funny faces. Sit in front of a mirror and get strange.
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