Stuck Inside in '95, by Anarchosophist

Stuck Inside in '95

by Anarchosophist

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1.	SII95, pt. 1 01:56	lyrics	buy track
It’s a cold and grey rainy day in 1995, and you a child are stuck inside, with only a stack of videos to keep you occupied. As you wade through the boxes one in particular strikes your eye. The premise seems preposterous, the cover more so. Caped and leering it looks vampiric but vulpine. No wait, not foxy but feline: note the sleek contours, the point of the ear, the knowing glint in the eye. s this as vampire is to a bat but to a cat? A werewolf but sleek? It looks like trash but all you know is that you feel compelled to push it in the VCR as you stare at the Buffy ripoff on the back, all stripes and pigtails. The film opens on a turf covered plot, but before long it starts to bulge and shudder. First a finger pierces the lawn, then five, and before long it comes crawling out and it’s fangin' for a feed
2.	Fangin' For A Feed 01:03	info	buy track
3.	Meanwhile, At Cheer Squad 02:24	info	buy track
4.	Sweaty and Fresh from the Grave 02:10	info	buy track
5.	While I'm Awake (feat. Au Lait) 03:12	lyrics	buy track
I think I hear my time a-calling Between us it seems overdue My car's a-creaking and a-stalling It needs some new headlamps soon Each time I think I'll start living Instead it's just another bill I hope that round the next corner I won't just find one more hill My emotional capacity takes a hit If I wasn't so committed, then I think I'd split The world keeps spinning I can't catch a break Nothing ever goes to plan while I'm awake This year was faster in the falling Now every day's another wreck Who knew that when life was so bored Was more than I could expect? You've turned me into a cliché: A millennial not allowed a debt Once I feared a crushing mortgage Now I just take what I get My emotional capacity takes a hit If I wasn't so committed, then I think I'd split The world keeps spinning I can't catch a break Nothing ever goes to plan while I'm awake My emotional capacity takes a hit If I wasn't so committed, then I think I'd split The world keeps spinning I can't catch a break Nothing ever goes to plan while I'm awake
6.	Too Much On My Plate 03:22	lyrics	buy track
Hold the fire cut the wire We’re all ad-libbing fibs defusing riddles round his funeral pyre 'Cold cuts' means cold meat Cold calls meet cold feet Neat treat serving cheap neat in tall seats Making a buck in this economy is no small feat Better save face, get in line for the rat race Cos there’s no selling singles to slick punks with no taste Too much on my plate to be great Empires may crumble and that is just fate I wanna start my life but they say wait But when it’s time to rise I pray I won’t hesitate Like Titus, I serve the rich up like fine dining They may call me lazy but my forehead is shining How they define it I can never divine but In the revolution you will find your silver lining I’m bored with this, I have no business standing witness With this pale-faced impression of a rapper Forgive this whiteness I bit this styling from a man Electronic processing obsessing listeners where it can I Stan the man Running rings round his foes Leading lesser rappers like cattle by the nose Too much on my plate to be great Empires may crumble and that is just fate I wanna start my life but they say wait But when it’s time to rise I pray I won’t hesitate Call up Phoebe, she’s needy And her place is getting seedy Since she met the anti-vaxxers it’s all Internet, no TV, see she Always thought science was an if/or Using activated crystals for her measles or a cold sore Now her door Requires trip wire disassembly And the firemen who are fining her: Just another grand conspiracy Too much on my plate to be great Empires may crumble and that is just fate I wanna start my life but they say wait But when it’s time to rise I pray I won’t hesitate
7.	Log It Out 03:05	lyrics	buy track
I feel as if I’m waking from some everlasting night Though for years it’s getting dark here I can finally see the light Wish I could say That soon’s the day When thoughts and prayers might quit But I’ve learnt that wishful thinking Won’t help a goddamn bit Put it down Log it out turn it off shut it out What you think’s the worst could happen we pretend like we don’t know that dry minds can find ignition if left to grow alone. All these line drawn helicopters say you sleep alone at night as your search history documents your slide down to the right My TV tells me to feel like I’ve been out today cos these four walls contain fuck all except my life to date. least my internet connection gets more social life this way as I scream and tell the whole world I’ve got something else to say. Put it down Log it out turn it off shut it out Paranoia is a comfort if you’re not quite sure you’re real how can baddies be out to get you unless there’s som ething there to kill My old friends have got stiff arms as they point up to the right at least no one can say we went down without a fight Put it down Log it out turn it off shut it out
8.	Time Flies (feat. Unknwnn Reeality & Au Lait) 03:02	info	buy track
9.	SII95, pt. 2 01:38	lyrics	buy track
There he stands, sweaty and fresh from the grave, cheer squad is now over very few were saved. So long below, it only goes to show, that time moves fast except when it’s slow. Beautiful like bloodied snow, the apex of anathema, the catalyst of bliss, he’s the cat king in the year of the plague, or at least that’s what he hissed. Who knew the end would be like this? All just whistling in an empty theatre as civilisation softly falls. Perhaps someone could stop it, but no-one has the balls
10.	The Cat King in the Year of the Plague, pt. 1 02:44	info	buy track
11.	The Cat King in the Year of the Plague, pt. 2 04:28	info	buy track
12.	SII95, pt. 3 01:54	info	buy track
13.	Whistling In An Empty Theatre 02:37	info	buy track
14.	Implausible Protagonist Piano Scene 00:32	info	buy track
15.	Beautiful Like Bloodied Snow (feat. Jessi Dunbar) 03:05	info	buy track
16.	As Civilisation Softly Falls 03:13	info	buy track

about

'The year is 1995 and you, a child, are stuck inside, with only a stack of videos to keep you occupied'. This is the soundtrack to the 90s trashy film that never was, complete with supernatural beings targeting cheerleaders in between bouts on the dance floor and attempts to bring about the apocalypse. Constructed using everything from Atari samples (recorded direct to video tape, no less), to samples from Italian softcore soundtracks and Soviet free jazz, this album contains a lot of firsts for Anarchosophist from singing and rapping to sax playing. 'SII95' pts. 1 & 2 are narrated, so just push it into the VCR, lay back, and listen.