split w​/​Theophagus

by Recreational Episiotomy

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The First Five Recreational Episiotomy EPs Remixed & Remastered
#3: split with Theophagus

Backing three tunes from Theophagus (during his "Groovebox" period)*, this "side" features treatises on my junior high love life, my junior high vandalism summer vacation, Sacramentian Richard Chase, Lawrence "Pliers" Bittaker, Jesus, Jews, Bukkake, American Indians, and the atheist dating scene.

NOTE: The Theophagus side has also been reissued on Trash Can Eagle:
trashcaneagle.bandcamp.com/album/split-w-recreational-episiotomy

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released January 23, 2016

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Track Name: Riotgoyim
RIOTGOYIM

Inappropriate sentimentality.
Track Name: When Horns Break Off
WHEN HORNS BREAK OFF

Knowing where you live, it used to be so wide
The land is covered up for life inside
Listen to the ground, the snow is cold and soft
In the month where the moon is the one when
Horns break off.
Track Name: Being a Christian Makes You Unattractive
BEING A CHRISTIAN MAKES YOU UNATTRACTIVE

The meat market at the top of the hill
Has giant tri-tip cyanide steaks.
Fucking the howling Jesus Christ in the ass
With a bigger cross.
Track Name: The Acoustics of the 1977 GMC Cargo Van
THE ACOUSTICS OF THE 1977 GMC CARGO VAN

Sunny, ride, elbows, icepick, lamp, Polaroid.
Track Name: Bukkake Wheelchair
BUKKAKE WHEELCHAIR

I am my own birthday cake.
Track Name: The Ref
THE REF

Jesus was signaling “unsportsmanlike conduct”.
Track Name: Anne Rice on a Surfboard
ANNE RICE ON A SURFBOARD

Mama put the cup of blood on the windowsill to cool
Soap scum pumps through your heart
You come alive
Again and again
On a cellular ocean
It’s a capital notion
Evil gives chase
And you get dick
Again and again.
Track Name: Dustin the Librarian
DUSTIN THE LIBRARIAN

Broken glass and shredded hands
Chunks of asphalt in the sand
Window cleaner in my cuts
Woman’s footprint on my nuts
Static cling and electric shocks
Shattered toes and bloody socks
Sock is soaked of blood I spilt
Fingerprints of bloody guilt
Track Name: Fingerless Glove
FINGERLESS GLOVE

Filter-tipped bad skin brood.
Tiny dots of blood in the cleaver locker.
Batteries are not in the ghetto blaster.
A side collision in a Fairmont.
Dance in a barrel and pine on the grass.
I would walk ten miles of drainage ditch
For that bitch.
I’ve got a rhyme for your wet, shiny shape.
And then, ten years after, my stony escape.
I’m draggin’ my trenchcoat across the landscape.
Track Name: Death Sentence on a Post-It Note
DEATH SENTENCE ON A POST-IT NOTE

Being a realist means
You ruin everything.
But that says less about me
Than it does the state of reality.