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Friday, December 31, 2010

Epic Interview with Zuben and the Legendary Troy Westfield

Boduvites!

Recently my old pal Mike G aka Troy Westfield of the Troy Westfield Experience conducted a long-ass interview with yours truly about Agents of Venus' album Boduvt.  Mike is calling Boduvt his favorite album of 2010!  High praise indeed from a discriminating musicologist.

In this meandering colossus of an interview, Mike and I go in depth into the song writing process: I explain lyrics pretty specifically for a few songs and give some little known facts about the behind the scenes making of the album.  I also give insight into the mythological meanings behind some of the themes of the album and my at times rather eccentric philosophy behind song writing in general.  Its a cool interview for fans of the record.  I think you just might dig it.

Please check the interview out at Mike's blog Kinde Words: "Her Favorite Album of 2010."


And thanks again for making 2010 the year of the round boat aka Boduvt.  We are truly grateful for the love and support for our album!  Happy New Year!  2011 will kick ass!  I promise....

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Lyrics to the Post Relevant Movement


THE POST RELEVANT MOVEMENT

It comes from nowhere and it goes back into nothin
Zuben El Genubi with his fingee on da button
It comes from nowhere and it goes back into nothin
Post relevant movement gets behind all that is frontin

It comes from nowhere, it flows near, Halt, who goes there?
Infinitesimal tap dancing, microscopic Fred Astair
Climbing Ginger Roger’s dna debuting debonair
It is a spiral without rival and a debutante with flair
It comes from nowhere always something generatin
Puzzlein and piddlein two riddilin for concentration
You can focus hocus pocus on its magic while you’re matin
Rhyme and reason Jackie Gleason sends you “To the moon!” frustratin
Every earthly attempt to tune in the big G’s home station
You can clear and you can repeat, or repeat a clear pause
Applause thanks, and money, too, Zoinks!
Shaggy and Scooby getting greedy snackin oinks
Bong rips and bumpin hips in the mystery machine
Animatin Post Relevancy fancy and obscene
Its obscurity is purity, its wisdom obsolete
Cause it’s over when it started, before it’s finished it’s complete (plete)

I have seen
(I have seen)
Windows to dreams
(Windows to dreams)
Feeding
(A glowing machine)
Breathing

Freedom
A pattern Esher understood
Post Relevancy dances wid da wiccas in da wood
Doin whatever comes naturally to bruddas in the hood
Jumpin ropes at zeotropes, baptisin popes because he could
So all the Chinese in the house say “Post Lerevancy”
The business men see $ and say “What’s in it for me?”
The Eskimos eating ice cream say “Shit, it’s fuckin freezing!”
And all the sisters round the way say “Saltine you crazy!”
No I ain’t crazy, I’m Post Relevantly wack
I ain’t lazy, I post relevant slack
Do I amaze thee?  Then you must PR lack
And can I touch those titties?  You got the PR rack
So don’t be mad or sad because the fad ain’t fake
I’m Post Relevantly rad my dads is bad with the rake
Liftin the Autumn leaves to re-align with the trees
Cause spring is back in rotation modulating a permanent vacation

I have seen
(I have seen)
Windows to dreams
(Windows to dreams)
Feeding
(A glowing machine)
Breathing
Underneath it all

Comes from nowhere and it goes back into nothing
El Genubi with his fingee pokin’ pop n’ fresh’s belly button
Stuntin’
Moving mountains into molehills munchkins
Take a pudgy penguin pavement pounding till that bird’s a puffin
It’s a whirlwind with a spiral generator with a spark
It’s a baby black sheep’s baba, white milk in the dark
It’s an underwater engine serenading all the sharks
It’s the belly of the whale and a walk in the park
It’s a movement 
It’s a movement
To tap in you raise antennae and groove with it
After all, you will recall no need to prove to it
Cause its you when you are through and you are smooth and mint
Mocha chip double dip cream dream so flavoric
Silver surfer smurfing solar systems top of my cool whip
I trip on every possibility, nothing specific
The Movement’s anything wrapped into none just listen to it…

lyrics copyright 2010 Towbin/Ristaino

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Lyrics to Weightless


Weightless

I made a mistake today
And gave my whole life away
To shoulder the burden of your trust

I don’t care you think I’m wrong
I’d rather be left alone
Sifting the sand for light in dust

Should I die for what is gone?
hanging on broken imagination
bear the heavy veil of freedom?
defy gravity or sleep on as  
 

Slaves chained to diamonds

Carbon holding pearls
        Names heal the ages of facelessness          
     We become weightless
When Atlas lets go of the world

Nothing in sight forever
So Atlas shrugs and forgets the endeavor
Wanders straight into the new sun

Billions all tied together
A shift to the side and the old wreck goes over
Left to rebuild or ruin

 Do you know which side you’re on?
Brittle leaves torn in a windstorm
either choice a weight is borne
         defy gravity carry me beyond the

Slaves chained to diamonds
Carbon holding pearls
       Names heal the ages of facelessness          
     We become weightless
When Atlas lets go of the world

Do you know which side you’re on?
Do you know which side you’re on?
Do you know which side you’re on?
Do you know how to carry me beyond the
Slaves chained to diamonds
Carbon holding pearls
       Names heal the ages of facelessness          
     We become weightless

When Atlas lets go of the world


Lyrics copyright 2010 Towbin/Ristaino

Friday, December 17, 2010

Lyrics to 33

33

If everybody wanted to be me
then were would I live?
I couldn't fit them in my American room

if everybody wanted to be as pretty as you
what would you wear?
we'd have to loot the bodies for irregular shoes

if everybody wanted to win
the trophy smelting factory would never close

i had me a dream that didn't have me in the dream
how can I be washed up at thirty three?
I'd like to thank the academy
(for this "greatest lover's" trophy)
but all alone its just a hollow victory

if everybody wanted to smoke weed
then who'd be on time?
we'd change New York back into New New Amsterdam
(if you live in Istanbul then you once lived in Constantinople)

if everybody wanted to be on TV
then you should  check the warranty
cause I don't think this box can handle that density
(I am your density)

if everybody wanted to breathe
we better shut down the trophy factory

I had me a dream that didn't have me in the dream
how can I be washed up at 33?
I'd like to thank the academy  
(for this "greatest lover's" trophy)
but all alone I’m just a pyrrhic victor

I am the winner of a thousand years of emptiness and
A champion of worldwide airwave lies
We’ll turn the graveyards to amusement parks at gunpoint
Singing “Give Peace A Chance”
Hand in hand
All night
To win a hollow victory
a hollow victory
a hollow victory
to win all alone is just as empty

Lyrics copyright 2010 Towbin/Ristaino

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Lyrics to Watershaker

Watershaker

Woke up this morning everything had changed
Water shook the evil up and washed it all away
Called out to my baby “something feels brand new today”
She said “what we oughta do is let the water shake”

Shake it for me one more time
One more time
One more time
Shake it for me one more time
One more time
One more time

Driving cross the bridge the light is gold the air is clean
Baby’s hand inside of mine so cool yeah she’s my dairy queen
She says “I feel like I could live forever only more”
We shook up the highway waves till we reached the ocean shore

Shake it for me one more time
One more time
One more time
Shake it for me one more time
One more time
One more time

Annunaki made me I ain’t come from plankton
Trip the deep space set like I was Splangston Angstrom
Drank some protein from queen vagine a water shake
Immortality awaits now I’m wide awake

Every minute hour day yo these are dreams
water bears the ebb and flow of energy to everything
Sip the Aten’s rays till the soul is slaked
Living for this day so let the water shake

Shake it for me one more time
One more time
One more time
Shake it for me one more time
One more time
One more time

Lyrics copyright 2010 Towbin/Ristaino

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Lyrics to Political Criminal

 
Political Criminal

Wave your sacrifice around
With a selfless fist
Blow up the ones you mean to save
And save yourself a facelift

the backhand of God
Drunk on power, righteous to shiv
Say “It’s a privilege to kill
For people Dying to live.”

I’m dying to live

You are who you believe you are
But you can’t always see who you believe you are
Take time to see through your beliefs
Believe you are
The morning star is not who you believe you aren’t
And there you are
Right back down at the start
Believing that you are what you believe

Criminals trust their instincts
When the politicians drive us to drink
Pirates spinning spider webs
Liars wielding tridents of truth
You think its all about you

You think its all about you

Now I’m a criminal
Pay no taxes, live off the grid
Do what’s wrong for the right reasons
To mirror your bullshit

I’m forced to help myself
Take my life into my own hands
You take away our rights
For our protection, no

Criminals trust their instincts
When the politicians drive us to drink
Pirates spinning spider webs
Liars wielding tridents of truth
You think its all about you

(but its not all about you)

two sides, the same disgrace
we wear each other’s faces
I’d try to take your place
But I hate what you do

You Lie and do the opposite
of what you say you do
to be the opposition I must do the opposite
and same as you

 Criminals trust their instincts
When the politicians drive us to drink
Pirates spinning spider webs
Liars wielding tridents of truth
You think its all about
You think its all about
You think its all about you
  
lyrics copyright 2010 Towbin/Ristaino

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Lyrics to Alchemical Dependency

Alchemical dependency

Can’t go through life with no in your heart
You can mix pop rox with jolt and sweet tarts
Came to party in this bitch so let the party start
Burn hits up charts, turn farts to art

Call me Al Chemical mold flesh to gold
Drum beats bang booties into tootsie rolls
I’m known to turn the other cheek into a profit
And every time you hear me speak, you hear a prophet

You ain’t gonna stop it
Turn the other cheek into a profit
I’m so sprung when I open my eyes
Every day I wake up and get addicted to life

 I spout off words running my mouf sprung a leak
All the ladies say “honey, Money Shot’s a speak freak”
Burn Hallow’s Eve calories from tricks to treats
The brave inherit the earth, the meek inherit the weak

Call me Mr. Show I’m understandishable
Drinking cokesacola claxic with the new pope
Turn the USA into a UFO
Hear the shit I say, say them shits is doh!
(real doh, on the real)

You ain’t gonna stop it
Turn the other cheek into a profit
I’m so sprung when I open my eyes
Every day I  wake up and get addicted to life

(we should go out for coffee some time)

I'm addicted to change
addicted to weed
addicted to language
fucked from tv
I'm a fiend for  music
g-g-gimme a beat!
strung out from getting your ass out that seat
I'm a fool for the girlies walking down the city streets
when they ass go boom and they titties beep beep
celebrity porn is like heron to me
hooked on phonics, phonetically
you see the more.....

 the more I travel round this crazy world
the less places there are to hide
you might get sprung over a dime or a girl
but I'm deeper than that, yeah,
cause I'm addicted to life

Lyrics copyright 2010 Towbin/Ristaino