From the Estate of the Lord Davis and Black Market Poetry Productions, in association with POW Recordings, come these limited-run cassette tapes of "Stalin Bollywood," Rhys Langston's noise-infused opus of invective.
Cover illustration by Caetano Santos
Design by Zoë Blair-Schlagenhauf
Includes unlimited streaming of Stalin Bollywood
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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**Those who pay $10 or more will receive a download code for the whole album.**
A magazine-style look book featuring the lyrics from Stalin Bollywood and full color glam photos by Emily Berkey (with design and text by Rhys Langston).
Printed with 110lb paper stock on the front and back covers, illustrated by Caetano Santos and designed by Zoë Blair-Schlagenhauf.
Printed and disseminated by Black Market Poetry.
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edition of 50
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lyrics
(written by Tunde Adebimpe and David Sitek for TV on The Radio)
All men condemned by men to die
Damned by blind bitch in hallowed halls
Hear it, heed this call:
Oh fucking eternal
Infinity's hourglass will measure all measure all
So, power
Cover your balls
'Cause we swing kung fu
Oh fucking eternal
Oh fucking eternal
Afraid of thunder children, so hide your ears
Hope your fortress holds up for many many many years
Shudder, it's a shame
Lightning, call the game
Send us up a baby boy
Let the smoke carry his name
If it's a girl let her shine
We will be
Oh fucking eternal
The hour of man is nigh
So gather up all supplies
And stack 'em up high
Stack 'em up high
Faith, Nathan I could see it in your eyes
Warmth, Nathan I can see it in your eyes
Golden houses, silver brides
Immortal erection, tongues untied
the definition of idiosyncratic; a beautiful, raw odyssey through depersonalization and free association against the canon and toward a new one Rhys Langston