Bite the Wax Tadpole

 

A golden hour in the silver disco

Released 31 August 2022. Hey, at least it’s not September this time! From the global trip of our last album Mundivagrants we have selected some targets and let fly. This is a bunch of short punches, most of which you can dance to. And why not. Muhammed Ali was a great mover on the canvas so boxing/dancing? It’s all the same. To prove the point the cover shows me, with a couple of my little guys, getting down with it.

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Here’s what’s coming your way on the floor:

Are we there yet?

Are we where yet? If the 2020s have taught us anything so far it is the need to rename our species from Homo Sapiens to Homo Stupiens. Our main skill seems to be in ignoring warning signs while devising new and more imaginative ways of destroying ourselves. We are the only creature that routinely craps in its own nest.

Shiny metal disco

Music may be one of the only things that can save us. It just depends on how it’s used. Get on board.

Soft red needles

Pohutukawa are native New Zealand trees that grow around the northern coast in rocks and old lava. In summer they are covered in scarlet flowers that drop a carpet of red petals on the ground. They are a rare and beautiful thing. This song is the flip side of Serf City.

Nun squirters

William Burroughs has a lot to answer for when it comes to spawning pretentious artists and writers, but his cut up technique is still fun to play with at times. In this case we grabbed a bunch of progressive rock band names and threw them up in the air. Cheap, pointless and frivolous – like a lot of things.

Point of no return

You have basically reached the point of no return the moment you are born. What you do after that is up to you. If you have had the experience of growing up in a small town, then had the misfortune of going back there later in life, this song is for you.

It’s a trap!

Pretty self-explanatory. ‘Freedom’ is ultimately another illusion.

Holiday porn

Do you get sick of motorway billboards taunting you with flawless images of glamorous holiday spots? I sure do. How many of us have ever gone surfing as the sun goes down in some ideal tropical hot spot? Thought not. Having spent time in the tropics, what they don’t show you on those billboards is the crust of plastic waste along the high tide line.

They say

They say you should do this. They say you should do that. They say a lot of things.

Qbgone (Cold blooded mix)

This is the vocal version of Qbgone. Global warming is a conspiracy to keep the reptilians alive. They say that too, right kids?

What could possibly be more important?

Apologies here for some lyrical similarities to “Know your enemy” on Hit the # Key, but they cover similar territory. This one slams it home a bit more though. Narcissism is a mental illness. It isn’t a key performance indicator for a world leader.

White swan on the Black Sea

This is what narcissism in a world leader leads to.

Here be monsters

There is no chart of the world wide web. Krakens, tritons and sirens await.

Recycled heart

It’s amazing what you can do with recycled materials these days. What doesn’t kill you makes you dance harder.

Rubber time

The Voyager probes have just managed to creak their way out of the solar system. Humanity has entered galactic space for the first time. Hope the aliens they encounter have a decent turntable. In a million years we might see you ‘round.