Crust Of Utopia

by The Infinite Three

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about

Constructed from various live improvisations which took place at Live Wire Studios and at Zed One Studios in London, between 2009 and 2011. Additional overdubs, editing, suffering and healing took place beside the banks of the River Effra and in Kentish Town.

"Restrained power, brooding… Excellent." (www.organart.com)

credits

released 01 June 2011
Daniel Knowler ~ Voice, Guitar, Sampler, Electronics
Robert Allen ~ Drums, Percussion, Electronics
Written and produced by D.Knowler & R.Allen

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tags: experimental london alternative rock drone experimental experimental rock noise rock noise-rock United Kingdom

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Track Name: Lights Out for the City
The bees were swarming in
around a nest of sticks
collecting visions from the hills and towns
lights out for the city

Sine waves were closing in
crashing on shores of black sand
lights on the wings of planes
lights out for the city
Track Name: Blooms of Immediacy
In the village, at the shore
dresses and hair all tangled with straw

See-through witness
dead leaves and text
red shapes through the effort on the baby's face

At the crust of utopia, at the crust of the town
here in the backslide we go tumbling down

Hands on the pressure
no leave to remake
Hands under pressure
new food to bake

Beast of Bermondsey, railed in a tent
Gloucester's feed all dripping and bent

Alive in the village
Awake at the shore
Dresses and hair all tangled with straw

At the crust of utopia at the crust of the town
here in the backslide
we go
tumbling
down

in blooms of immediacy

tumbling down
Track Name: Is Erased
high flames
on soiled planes
I've seen enough
have you seen enough?
you seen the swill,
the handfuls of soil?
oh brother drain
your tears away
your tears away

you've known at the very core
pig bird sun rain dog
you've seen that toil and shame
you've seen that fold again
awake at the shore
awake, awake the wall
awake the word is made
the word is all inflamed
all inflamed

got hearts in crime
got larks in line
got mares in spades
forget the name
change
change in time!

awake at the shore
awake, awake the wall
awake the word is made
this chamber is erased
this chamber is erased
Track Name: Pearls
40 days in the belly of the sky counting out these pearls
40 nights in the belly of the earth
that flame is the grave for the lights you save
and inside I hammered out the hope for rain

give what is holy to the dogs, and throw your words
between the gates, across the glass and the across the gold
lords in the sinew will save a life
and this ground is terrifying, holding back our lives

our lives
our lives
Track Name: Shemason
Brightly starting up to fuel
The leaves above the fuse
a hole a heart a handshake
climb along the cube
Track Name: Limp Carnivore
break the reason..
on all fours on all walls
the cipher ranks the coal and throne

and we break our teeth
on the crust of utopia

new world of myth
went underground it sounds like
violence again
at the crust of utopia

and we break our teeth
on the crust of utopia

sailing westwards with stones in our beaks
ready to drop ready to sink the belief in these
human tones these silent bones
and take a new bite of a new pie

in the course of processions
there is electricity
at the crust of utopia

and we break our teeth
on the crust of utopia

crack our baby teeth
on the crust of utopia

and we break our teeth
on the crust of utopia