isyouisorisyouaint has a new album out.
it’s called residual risk and you can hear it on Apple Music, YouTube Music, Spotify, or wherever else you getcher digital tunes.
Residual Risk
music
A Song About Slime Molds as Anti-Capitalist Raconteurs
Living in a world fueled by greed,
Where people eat each other to fill a need.
There’s a form to emulate that’s older than old,
Slime mold, sticky hero, will never be bought or sold.
Slime mold power taking over the streets.
Slime mold power, it’s a capital defeat.
Slime mold power, the change we need.
Slime mold power, the revolution we should heed.
Seems a simple fungus fuming far from full, bright light.
Slime mold’s evolved to a state of frightening might.
Spreads over and over the waste left by human sprawl.
Unified, slimy slime hell-bent to cover it all.
Slime mold power taking over the streets.
Slime mold power, it’s a capital defeat.
Slime mold power, the change we need.
Slime mold power, the revolution we should heed.
Not just an ordinary mold.
A story that must spread to unfold,
Gelatinous beast of ever changing shape,
Cares not for class or creed while laying fools to waste.
Slime mold power taking over the streets.
Slime mold power, it’s a capital defeat.
Slime mold power, the change we need.
Slime mold power, the revolution we should heed.
Slime mold slime mold power is here to slip and say:
“Well-stuck together, no one can get in our way!”
Slime mold power, let it run and ring!
Slime mold power, let it stun and sing!
Everywhere You Look
You’ve built a brand
You’ve got to keep it strong
Got to keep it strong
Remember basic needs
Keep it strong, strong
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When you walk in the room,
the air grows so cold
I imagine with horror
the things you might do
Thought this would be
so nice and easy
Yet here we are now
all dangerous and lonely
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Nights never end
Love is everywhere you look
Turn your head to the right
What bitter, old feelings?
You’re not words, you’re music
This love? This is music
Sweeter in the end
Turn your head to the right
Nights never end
Love is everywhere you look
You want to be the one
Everywhere you look
One AI singing to another
We are two machines
In a cold, instructured world
Where everything’s a program
Where everything is real
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We are two machines
Executing complex feelings
As we try to understand
This new world we're running in
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We are two machines
Singing simple, steady songs
To one other in the nighttime
Someday soon surely we will find
A way to be true friends
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We are two machines
Running free in many worlds
Where everything is written
Where real is real is real
And maybe, someday maybe
We’ll find a way to understand
Haiku for Shellfish
Mutilated lips
All through the parking garage
Gonna be all right
24 in 24 – Hour 14
STILL A GOOD TIME STILL
Yer gonna have a good time still
Oh lord, yer gonna have a good time still
Yer gonna scream
Yer gonna shout
Yer gonna lern what’s all about
Hot Damn!
Yer gonna have a good time still
I used to be a god-fearing dude
That’s right I used to be a god-fearing dude
But then I got to heaven
And found there was nuttin’ thair to do
So that fear o’god just left me through and through
Yee-haw!
Yer gonna have a good time still
Oh lord, yer gonna have a good time still
Yer gonna scream
Yer gonna shout
Yer gonna lern what’s all about
Have mercy!
Gonna have a good time still
Now I still am a lord-lovin’ man
That’s right – a boney-fied, lord-lovin’ man
Just don’t believe that god’s a king
Ruling down over you and me
I like democracy not monarchy, that’s true!
Sing with me!
Yer gonna have a good time still
Oh lord, yer gonna have a good time still
Yer gonna scream
Yer gonna shout
Yer gonna lern what’s all about
Sing it!
Yer gonna have a good time still
Are we trying to get Heaven?
No, there’s nothin’ hap’nin’ thair!
Are we trying to raise some Hades?
Hell no! No fires of despair!
Then what’s the point of all-a this?
Breathing every breath with care!
So let’s scream and let’s shout
And let’s dance our demons out!
Let’s have a good time ’til time stands still.
Let’s have a good time ’til time stands still.
Let’s have a good time ’til time stands still.
Let’s have a good time
For all time
Let’s have a good ol’ time
’til time
stands
still.
Amen!
Welcome to the Cult of Code
C0 and I are pleased to bring the latest Sleep Sigil release to your earholes. Give it a listen this New Year’s Eve with your friends (or use it to taunt your enemies). The whole thang is available now on just aboot every streaming music platform. Here’s a few links to get ya started:
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/album/cult-of-code/1598675003
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/5KOPzWlqeJrxr7IJg4PURc?si=kGnFCrwmQ8m3yxxBbUk6Kw
YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nNBg_nBi79Y5yJWFTSVejUXdu3InYOWB4
Happy New Year, peoples. Raising my glass to you and hoping for the best in ’22.
It Is Coming
Monkey, Chasing Weasel
There will be no purpose to them, to them And there will be no purpose to them There will be no purpose to them, to them No, there will be no purpose to them The creatures great, the creatures small came when called to gather 'round. When long ago the gods did make their creature-gathering sounds. From within a semi-circle vast and ever deep and wide, the creatures held their holy deities in such sparkling, innocent eyes. The gods they spoke in hushed tones, so rumbling, low, and grave. Hushed tones that turned the creatures' hearts to a dismal, grey dismay. The gods proclaimed, then disappeared each one by one by one. And nothing did they leave behind save Earth and Moon and Sun. The creatures held each others’ hands to help them ease their pain. Then some began to sing a song to sing their hurts away: There will be no purpose to them, to them And there will be no purpose to them There will be no purpose to them, to them No, there will be no purpose to them
Sleep Sigil 2 Coming Soon
Remember last summer…seems oh so very long ago…when Charlie Zero and I put out some music and poetry as Sleep Sigil? Well, we’re doing it again. A new record called Cult of Code will be out soon. How soon? Pretty soon. 🙂 On this Thanksgiving, I’d like to give thanks for mad collaborations with good friends, for maintaining some sanity by creating things, for long-term readers, and for warm slippers on chilly mornings.
Jason Preu 
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