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a balm from tropical nature LP (2021) *remastered*

by fuguers cove

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1.
Tropicalia 01:48
--> Radio Static (Wash of Waves Breaking on Shore) This is a balm. . . --> Tropicalia This is a balm from tropical nature Tropical nature Looking to prevent erasure Of the time signature Of our stature Mollify to resist capture
2.
Vampires 03:10
--> Patter We come to the shore, looking for days & nights of love & war, but all we find is a dead dove. --> Vampires I got lost in the jungle I had to bungle my way through the weeds Then I found a lover We bumbled together Propped up our misdeeds Through green dripping meadows And vine-ravaged temples We planted our seeds We sorted our sorrows Forgot our tomorrows And drafted a screed These were the golden hours of the golden days When the sun came up and never went away These were the green light mornings When we held the vampires of time at bay
3.
--> Patter 1000 black eyes will look upon you moments before the stars go blank. We travel the horse latitudes looking for the dreams that left us behind. We quest to find the magic that feeds. --> Magicians of the Sea Six skins & a string of fish Petit four pie & a camel's wish We pack 'n sell love by the multiple Tried to raid the blue sea But I fell off the boat We raise the palmetto fronds Hard and half behind the beat like Larry Lalond & A whale scars love Our wings beat like a dove & the jitterbug dance Of the sparrow Magicians Magicians of the sea Have a million black eyes & they're looking at me Magicians of the sea Have a million black eyes Magicians of the sea Have a million black eyes & they're looking at me They're looking at me They're looking at me They're looking at me A whale scars love & the lungs that breath Whale scar love When death comes from above Six skins & a string of fish Petit four pie & a camel's wish We pack 'n sell love by the multiple Tried to raid the blue sea But I fell off the fucking boat
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--> Patter Honk honk, who's a communist? The poacher declares himself above the law, & the small fry dies to accommodate the crimes of the liars who hold tight to power gained not by hard work but by serendipitous birth --> "We live in capitalism, its power seems inescapable — but then, so did the divine right of kings. Any human power can be resisted and changed by human beings." - Ursula K. Le Guin Honk, honk, who's a communist? Honk, honk, I'm a communist. --> Honk honk, I'm a communist Honk honk, I'm a communist Honk honk, I'm a communist I'm a communist, emancipate the proletariat Bosses can't get far, tie em up with my lariat Pscyhing out the bosses like I'm Judas Iscariot Up the commune, get into my chariot I'm a communist Now y'all are hearing it I'm a communist Now y'all are hearing it Honk honk, I'm a communist Honk honk, I'm a communist --> Patter The struggle continues.
5.
Sun Circle 03:06
--> Patter The struggle continues. And while the fight for the working class rages on, the sun does it's own thing up there in the black vaccuum. It is to the sun we go as we search for answers on the beaches of Uruguay --> Sun Circle Got to Uruguay On a boat made of sand & leaves Met a man with a paraglide Got to try his skin on for size This was years before we lost all three Hoist those flags Burning all the boats Digging up those graves For a second look For a second look Write it in a book History of the rejects When the world was bright As stupid as it gets Lost all three Got to Uruguay
6.
--> Patter Where were you the night King Tubby died? I was hiding in the woods. I was thinking of prairie. I imagined the taste of dirt and the smell of spiced tubers bubbling on an open fire. On this night, the night King Tubby died. You can kill the king, but you can't kill the king riddim --> All Spice Dub
7.
Rifles Out 01:49
A time of armed insurrection is near. We follow in the footsteps of Zapata. It is time to take our rifles out --> Rifles Out When you see them When you know When you want them When it shows When you see them When they show With their rifles out Gotta go they'll be no celebrating When you want just what you want But you know it's over When you want it oh so bad But it's red october When you want it But you know it's over When you want it But you know it's over When you see them When you know
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Black Walls 02:11
Soft lights cut through the blanket squalls In this sodden slate, waiting for your call I've got these black walls black walls black walls I've got these black walls I've got these black walls black walls black walls I've got these black walls Cut the light out late, cleave the night down low Need a light to shine, like a moonlight glow I've got these black walls black walls black walls I've got these black walls I've got these black walls black walls black walls I've got these black walls
10.
---> Patter In the west On the crest of a wave Like the spine of a monster You will find yourself A private hell You will find yourself A watery grave You will find yourself Unusually bloated Call we Raps I make maps I know where the lines go My heart is a sphere I know you are near By the sound of your latitudes By the things that I hear --> Longshoremen and their Rope Coils Call me Slips I sail ships I know where the wind blows My union is strong We get along As the red sun sets We see all the things That there are to see In the wet & the dry In the pirate free If you try to reclaim If you try to explain What you stole for yourself Will you end up the same? (x2) My heart is a sphere I know you are near By the sound of your latitudes By the things that I hear
11.
--> Black Bear Dub
12.
Nutmeg Boy 07:10
--> Patter Have you ever tasted smoke? The earthly flavor of spice leaves Have you wondered what it would be like To eat the leaves of spice Stardust of the tropics --> Nutmeg Boy Gonna seize the whole operation Gonna burn down the western station It's an army of liberation Gonna seize the whole operation On a hillside above the sea crash falls We fell in love with the leaves of spice but the war did draw A mess of cinnamon & mace in the shadows of the sea-bent squalls We fell in love with the thought that our love would save us from it all These are the seasons of our love Starling & allspice Cinnamon dove Gonna seize the whole operation Gonna burn down the western station It's an army of liberation All these things in my head Are but feelings On a hillside above the sea crash falls On a hillside above the sea crash falls We are an island We are the silence We are the black smoke We are the failures of the stars above These are the seasons of our love Starling & allspice Cinnamon dove On a hillside above the sea crash falls We fell in love with the leaves of spice but the war did draw A mess of cinnamon & mace in the shadows of the sea-bent squalls We fell in love with the thought that our love would save us from it all These are the seasons of our love Starling & allspice & cinnamon dove A fence of palm frond A sea sick stare A nest of cinnamon sticks Blood in your hair A fence of palm frond A sea sick sun Smoke of cinnamon leaves Dust of oblivion Dust of oblivion
13.
--> Army of Light Got an army of light On this island of blight Gotta barrel of guns & Imperial rites Way up in the trees And down on your knees You pray to your god We pray to our fleas Setting sun on the sword and the crags Us getting found is you getting lost We’ve learned all your lies and we’ve played all your games And still you think you’re the first in line Think again With an army of light We’ll send you fucking packing Got some Red Army guns Gonna set European sons
14.
Yo Se Que 01:44
--> Yo Se Que Brilliant shades of blue Bird calls a deafening hue Tsunami rolls on in Usurp geological time These fineries, no wineries Warehouse with words in Spanish Yo se que someone inside is right Merida night turns into light Nicotine withdrawal becomes a fight Banana leaves Contacting magicians Who turn particles into wine No deliverance No one knows chivalry Man is a woman A man is a human Dawn is on as I write this song And I carry on and I carry on
15.
--> Cumbia de Los Fuguers Cumbia, cumbia!
16.
--> Patter As we work our way the Cordillera to the Cumbia coast, think of the folks who spend their nights & days on the boats of the world. --> Mariners' Chant Green light lifting all ships The red sea dips into the centrifuge Looking left like a palate cleft Got a new take on theft in this interlude Red dawn We are singing this song With weapons drawn On this hump day Blue light We are wicking the lamps We are jacking the amps Up to sunday Mariners Chant Jack up the amps Wicking the lamps We dine & we drink up to Sunday
17.
--> Patter The man in the frock coat is bloated The shrimp on the platter are causing mad spasms The drunk at the counter is slurring The churros I stole from the man in the frock coat Are churros well worth my tongue burning --> Worm in the Beak I've got a worm on the beak Gun fire on the streets Easy come easy go Take it fast Or take it slow So much room for deceit But it's a good day cuz I've got a worm on the beak
18.
Blowdogs 02:53
--> Patter Sometimes we fight in number, and sometimes we hide. Sometimes we know defeat, sometimes we die. But when you've got a mouthful of stars, and enough boots to make a good show, make it so. --> Blowdogs We struggle to love Our communist scars We drove off the edge Into a mouthful of stars Into the blue & the gray With the blowdogs b-blowing away We all missed what we craved And the play of light on The sea was exhausting Half mast flags We're burn down the fort And digging up the graves of the slain We struggle to love Our communist scars We drove off the edge Into a mouthful of stars Into the blue & the gray With the blowdogs b-blowing away We all missed what we craved And the play of light on The sea was exhausting
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--> Patter And here we are, back to the front. The moon is up and the sun too blazes over the sick-sad beaches of the new millenia. We know where we want to go but we do not know where we are. Hold on the dear earth, taste it, and remember. --> Bead Necklace Sun rises in the east And sets in the west So slowly & surely it goes But no body sees it so no one knows History in the east And history in the west So surely the past is exposed If nobody sees it the past is closed If nobody reads it the door is closed We don't know who we are We don't know how to shoot a star We don't know how it ends But every summer day we rise again We may lack minds but But we have big hearts Which we leave in the trees And we write on the charts We kill the clouds with the golden light Of stars that have no concept of night We don't know who we are We don't know how to shoot a star We don't know how it ends But every summer day we rise again Sun rises in the east And sets in the west So slowly & surely it goes But no body sees it so no one knows History in the east And history in the west So surely the past is exposed If nobody read it the past is closed If nobody sees it the door is closed We don't know who we are We don't know how to shoot a star We don't know how it ends Every autumn day we'll rise again --> Tropicalia (Reprise) (Wash of Waves Breaking on Shore) --> Radio Static

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52 minutes of Tropical Psych

original release: 24 June 2021
remastered release: 1 Oct 2021

Think garage rock
Think dub reggae
Think punk rock
Think cumbia
Think psych pop
Think liberationist movements of Latin America
Think pirate radio from the 1970s
Think echo-o-o-O-O-o-o-o

#dub #communism #garagerock #tropicalpsych #chicha #cumbia #psychpop #punk #liberation #pirates #echo #anarchism

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released June 24, 2021

Thanks to King Tubby, the Infinity Bar on UWI St. Augustine campus, Los Mirlos, the posadas of Merida, the socialists of Latin America, boats, CLR James, & nicotine withdrawal.

Words, music, performance, production: Justin Bendell

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fuguers cove is lo-fi one-man bedroom garage rock. We are always working on our next ten albums.

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