Captains of Industry

by buttercup

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1.
“the softest strike” (sanden) mittens startin’ to pack snow in hand compress the world in a ball of ice from the night’s snowfall the morning yawn just cracks light feeds back to a target with her long brown hair brushed coyly back but scooped up with the snow was a rock a secret payload turn to face the sky lust unknown to a heartbeat deep inside her soft swelling breast trajectory complete buckling knees rock and ice blood and snow love and hate through the air hurtle past children’s stares a secret payload when the softest strike it’s still violent when the weakest put up a fight it’s labeled a nuisance when the softest strike it’s still violent when the weakest put up a fight it’s labeled dirty it’s labeled dirty
2.
“instant coffee pt. 2” (sanden) karma karma c’mon we want it karma karma c’mon we want it karma karma c’mon it comes instantly it’ll come it’ll come now here it comes karma karma c’mon we want it karma karma c’mon we brought it on karma karma karma c’mon it’s perversity it’ll come it’ll come now here it comes it gets worse dit dah dit dah dit dah dit dah dit dit dah dit dah dit dah dit dah dit dah dit dah hello pushed up against the glass with the wires against my face like a train never arriving always departing c’mon hello five days five nights now without sleep but the bright lights just mean nothing compared to the violence of sex as sickness karma karma c’mon we shot it karma karma c’mon we brought it on karma karma c’mon it’s perversity we come we come like roman thugs like jack booted thugs we are jack booted thugs holy fuck he’s still breathing we are jack booted thugs
3.
“suffer (no more pain)” (sanden) you suffer it’s in the way you smirk you’re lonely but that’s not the reason it hurts you could kill with a smile so feeble we suffer aw the dealings of fools we’re trapped in a troubled pool we’re dead wrapped in a newspaper you smile as leave me ah no more pain no more suffering i’m under and I’m still going down the yellow line is departing now i stumble under the weight please wait ah no more pain no more suffering ah no more war no more we suffer alone we’re never at home they sealed the door when they changed the locks i won’t pretend i won’t lie i won’t pretend that we won’t die
4.
“flowers & elephants” (odie) i have lived in the city and i was born in a country where my mom was born when it wasn't torn apart by a war so what the hell's going on now? i thought i've wanted this here all along but when your skin is gone you bleed like anyone or some other tentative camp zama resident but it's all irrelevant to flowers & elephants now we are millions of soldiers in a city or country and geared for a fight the ilk of ink is incredible in candle light they cannot speak when it's you they're talking to they cannot see when it's you they're looking for while me and all of the hundred fifty thousand men and women with our children and our cousins we see through your president and all his sycophants but it's all irrelevant to flowers & elephants some with a feel and some with a glow some with a sumo grunt i know tsunamis predicted by plants and animals our time is quickly approaching soon high tide will gently be kissing la luna na na flowers & elephants, unborn babies flowers & elephants and pebbles that fall from the sky down to the big oak tree the one with the special branch you bow down to pay homage to no thing is nothing and nothing is everything
5.
“sun in the sky” (sanden) i know it’s mean i know it’s me i know it’s mean i know it’s me i know the upper edge of your mind is the sun in the sky i heard the broken hymn than you’re singing floating on high i felt so damn bad love drips and gathers in the sand but now my eyes have seen just what my hand has done i’m starting to feel a little bit uneasy this wake is making me queesy does anybody got a little pill? just keep your eyes on the horizon i know it’s mean i know it’s mean i know it’s me i know it’s me i felt your fever as my heart leapt it swelled like the tide i said “my eyes open” you said “you’re joking you got a sleep walker’s stride” i know the upper edge of your mind is the sun in the sky i heard the broken hymn than you’re singing floating on high i saw the grackles gather at sundown a wonderful tribe just then your whispers brush me like kisses making me smile the sky and the ocean my music your music fused open wide i saw the upper edge of your mind nepalese high i felt so damn bad love drips and gathers in the sand but now my eyes have seen just what my hand has done the sky and the ocean that little thought that you’re trying to hide are combining cut and dried starry-eyed i’m rowing closer rarified the crew are nepalese high it’s true it’s bonafide you wanna know why? cuz when i’m sleepwalking with you i’m only half awake i’m only half me when i’m half of you feel the song of the sea jutting through sing with me please sing c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon
6.
“identity theft” (reyes) i just can’t be shocked anymore i’m insulated down to the core all the loose wires once stripped and frayed are all soldered down now not a single stray hair left out of place they took good care to give me a new face identity theft all that they left was hardly a trace memories stored a closet of props wiped perfectly clean like sparkling counter tops just waiting for death to offer his hand a bullet of hairdoos just another sure sign we’re not meant to stay they took good aim they know what it takes identity theft all that they left is so paper thin i can see right through my own skin don’t them take you away i promised them everything if you could stay if you could stay

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Priced low, but you can pay more if you want to share your largess with Buttercup. Buttercup priced this record so low, so that poverty or dire financial situations will not be an impediment to you enjoying this music. Buttercup simply wants you to have this record, one of the loudest and rawest in its catalog!

Released in June 2007, this was Buttercup's first self-produced record, and the first of a trilogy of EPs released in a one year period.

It was recorded in San Antonio, at Syd House Studios in the winter of 2006. Art and photos by Ramin Samandari. It is one of the more rocking Buttercup records. It is out of print.

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released June 4, 2007

Buttercup was at this time:
Erik Sanden vocals, guitar
Joe Reyes: vocals, guitar and sundry other instruments
odie.: vocals, bass and guitar
Jamie Roadman: vocals, drums and percussion

Mark Rubinstein played piano on "Softest Strike"
Marcus Rubio played violin on "Softest Strike"

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