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Cloud Stack Horizon

by Storm Machines

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1.
Festival 06:00
The festival was the best of all Until he got smacked in the privates unacceptable Conscience as clear as an icicle Mind as stable as a falling bicycle Twice as small he felt ludicrous Cyphers filtered way beyond dubious Less talent than Sage, B or Scroobius? Inobvious - illuminous Non-numinous no Peruvian Respect the culture and the experience No need to be getting all delirious The results here could be extremely deleterious Seriously though trying to push mind and feeling way too slow Got to let go of these hectic fly-flows These lead to high lows, side shows and minds blown Wish I could say this is all stuff I know (But I seem to learn far too slow) Chop-neck protect the beasts in the nature park Dot-com-post they’ll call him Hashmark Brain drain ingrained we rush to the city Too deep in our sleep to notice the shitty Petty politically motivated intentions High-handed arrogant contraventions Pedantic bio-constricting conventions Future nihilists with useless inventions Alright-let's see Can we be all that we can be? Okay-let's see Is it time for a change of scenery? His consciousness, he was lost in it And he wasn't yet aware of the full cost of it Integrity as mired as the military Failing fast without the facility of Empathy lost in the ether Ego inflamed worse than his urethra Less standard than a De La or Latifah Too often lost in the land of no belief Payment upon receipt no repeats Respect the passion and the technique No chance to be resting on conceit More unstable than the new commander in chief The blessed relief I push my mind to the background Mangled language that we can't salvage Knowledge scavenged to no advantage Wish I could say this isn't just semantics (still naive and romantic) Dumb-down confound the ghosts of the future past Big bad wolf him'll take them apart Millennial angst won't be crushed by the tanks Our eyes are glazed as we're enslaved by the banks Ranks of the sociopaths' psychopath henchmen High-handed, arrogant, presumptuous Pedantic, bio-constructing contentious Future nihilists with wicked intentions Alright-let's go What will make us make it so? Okay-let's go It's time to realise just what we know
2.
Undeniably mistakes have been made Air-conditioned, we've become carbon slaves An arousal of advertisers Planting ideas for the mixed bean counters All mouth and well creased trousers Sacrificing hundreds to save a mere five thousand Islands dressed up, beauty marred, nature messed up Unaware of the inevitability Being ground down by the weight of entropy Not sure when we stopped functioning as moral entities Face to the facts- this is now our reality Our reptilian ancestry Precludes our new philosophies Undeniably mistakes have been made We've become air-conditioned carbon slaves It's obvious - only time will tell Can anyone survive this man-made hell Tensions rise in the Middle East Sand and sweat as temperatures increase Bombing for peace could be our slogan Dead-weight we don't stop for no-one Arrogance and stupidity Denies any positivity A little cooperation would be nice Recall that this world isn't just for your delight My body is a temple - a fucking waste of space In this modern era of hate and data rape Work hard to boost the economy Subsume yourself for the good of the plutocracy Is it me? Or have we made our own worldwide cemetery? Ironically progress is anathema Politicians are just like a catheter Stab you... whilst taking the piss out of ya... Our reptilian ancestry Precludes our new philosophies Arrogance and stupidity Denies any positivity Undeniably mistakes have been made Air conditioned We've become carbon slaves
3.
Flies 04:47
Is it me? Or is everyone just mesmerised Open up your eyes Stop consuming all these fucking lies – you’re Inflated with unfounded national pride, whilst Idiot taxes take us all for a ride Their ends and our means are forced to coincide as TV and internet keeps us all inside Don't notice as the wildlife dies Erosion of the countryside We’ve become Chained zombies too tired for suicide No one acknowledges artistic cries Let the scales fall down from your eyes Fast food feeds as freedom fries Sex sells and boredom buys Despairing lows and illegal highs In futile fashion we all comply Dressed the same but atomised Well it’s Dog eat dog grasping for the prize Racist sentiment on the rise Mass media moguls metastasise Spewing shit and we're all flies
4.
London Eye 05:57
Blind and unjustified the London eye As tourists swing their selfie sticks Tweeting soulless grinning empty snaps Click foolish leering digital vanity pics Spiders in crenellated cracks Suck out the life of latter nations Enwebbed the empire's pyrrhic grasp Dissolution from its own creations In the chambers down below Lords are thrown a thousand subtle steers The ghostly written ministrations Of multi-mask'ed puppeteers Webs to distract and deceive Shadows behind our leaders dance Cannibal capitalism psychopathic The common man is bound entranced The world divided furtively The hidden hands that call the shots Distraction and deception They sell us freedom in a box Beneath the bridge dark rivers stream Bubbles murmur Summer's day The sands of time and history's dream Past glories echo far away

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The debut EP from the Storm Machines, sometimes thunderous, often with an echo of the Bristol sound revealing the shared acoustic heritage of a pair of Drum and Bass DJ/Producers allied with a modulating guitarist.

Swirling, looping phasing soundscapes of beat driven off beat poetry brought to you via Tanzania, Manchester, Windmill Hill and the Cheesewring.

Against this varied sonic palette the highly tempered word smithing forges a message for our time, their time and the timeless.

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released July 19, 2019

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