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Another's Brass - Rhetoric Tongues album mp3

Another's Brass - Rhetoric Tongues album mp3

  • Performer: Another's Brass
  • Genre: Electronic
  • Title: Rhetoric Tongues
  • Released: 2005
  • Style: Noise, Experimental
  • MP3 version size: 1429 mb
  • FLAC version size: 1785 mb
  • Rating: 4.8
  • Votes: 946


King Crimson - Larks& Tongues In Aspic (1973).

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Contact Serpent of Brass. Streaming and Download help. Shipping and returns. Track Name: Darkness of the Divine. fall and die all hope in tongues guise bleak and dead reject your senses nameless, formless, ageless, tameless. moses rise consume all forms of light bleak and dead reject your knowledge nameless, formless, ageless, tameless three without divide. hidden life, revealed in death no eye seen, no ear heard yet beg for life and pray for your death transmutation inversion salem. If you like Serpent of Brass, you may also like: Soma by Windhand

The song "Larks's Tongues" is taken from the album by the same title, recently released in March 1973. It features influences of Heavy Metal, improvisation and complex structure - typically for King Crimson at early 1970s. The album is also the first part of a trilogy, followed by "Starless and Bible Black" and "Red" (both 1974).

Two Tongues is an indie rock side project/supergroup consisting of members of Say Anything (Max Bemis and Coby Linder) and Saves The Day (Chris Conley), along with David Soloway, a former guitarist with Saves the Day. more . Year: 2009. Missing lyrics by Two Tongues?

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2 Branches Into Bows 17:33
3 Peter And The Wolf 37:10


Liner Notes:

There is a MISSION in creation...and it is to make UNSPEAKABLE sounds, UNCHARACTERIZED moods, and UNTHINKABLE ideas breathe with the maker and give root to substance, meaning, and individuality. There is a MISSION in life...and it is an inside joke that NO ONE fucking knows but EVERYONE fucking laughs at.
This is where it ends. This is where we go straight at the fork. This is where we are born. There is nothing left to prove. There is no heart on the radio. There is nothing being said. There is no truth on the television. There is no progress being made. The "individual" had been MURDERED and ERASED by cliched minds and blank eyes, retired smiles and insolvent lives.
We are Another's Brass. We are when nightmares take you down the blurry lines of a trigger...when dreams take you atop the unseen peaks of a character...when free thinkers are suddenly portrayed as hopeless revolutionaries who speak in fucking rhetoric...when art and expression are monopolized by image and repetition and marketing and BULLSHIT...We stand for the unfortunate decline of the human race. We write for the unfortunate few who "live" and leave without a trace.
We are the car. You are the deer. These are the headlights.