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Slaught

by Endless Idiot

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On a clumsy Sunday A single day to rest and heal Trippers from a city Stumble across a field The furrows in the farmland Hold scraps of ancient root and bone New-bought boots are broken Scuffed and scarred on stone Gathered by the gateside They find the path and line don’t match Decide on a direction Wander off the map Wander away… There’s birdsong in the bushes The cries and calls all sound the same Trees and hedges green and grey None of them can name their names The warmest feel it’s winter Even though the month is May The coldest soon turn counter Walk back and drive away If we must make a moral It will say the same to you and to me Our lives stay superficial Where we have carved no history The deepest tracks are trodden Where we walk again our old life’s way We grow in wit and wonder When we walk our distance every day When we walk our distance every day
2.
Neighbours 03:49
All the village gather round News has come in from the town There’s a plague, evil in the land Join the just, be part of the plan Force confessions, write them down The clerk will list the first few names Old maid Carter, Lizzie James But after time, so many have been done There’s no patience to question every one Write, “sundry witches took the blame” As a proof that you are good Go get the straw, boys, get the wood Before the ending of this day Gather together we can pray Ring the bell, hear the bell ring Tie them tightly in the pyre Feed the flames and fan them higher Cleanse the land, to help the crop to grow As bodies burn, feel our troubles go Sundry witches Friendless women Lonely people Unwanted neighbours in the fire
3.
On and Off 04:17
4.
Cut 02:56
Cut on a Monday, done by stealth Cut on a Tuesday, bad for health Cut on a Wednesday, typical blues Cut on a Thursday, bury the news Cut on a Friday, there is no more Too much food could spoil the poor Turn off the heat and sit in the dark While they cut on a Saturday, sell off the park Cut the music, cut the art Seize the class and cut out its heart Cut on a Sunday to punish your sin You deserve what you got if you voted them in
5.
Watersmeet 02:29
Many lifetimes before Your body washed to the shore Who heard your final heartbeat Up where the waters meet As far back as memory The waters rush down to the sea And while all that lives must decay Shadow returns every day Were your last moments sweet Were you swept off your feet Do you linger to tell You weren’t alone when you fell As far back as memory The waters rush down to the sea And while all that lives must decay Shadow returns every day Were your last moments sweet Were you swept off your feet Who heard your final heartbeat Up where the waters meet
6.
Roundabout 04:58
We can't tell the left from the right Pull down the shade and hope for the best Painted signs An easy ride A following wind We're lost inside We're lost inside Steered by a word Shoot the moon A satellite guide A crack of doom Painted signs An easy ride A following wind We're lost inside We're lost inside Steered by a star Shot the moon A satellite tribe Sinking soon A slick man's scheme A quick machine Driven by fear In low gear A slick man's scheme A quick machine Driven by fear In low gear We're caught on a roundabout Caught on a roundabout But all of the lines were out We can't tell the left from the right
7.
Lambs 02:45
8.
Cold Eyes 04:34
I'd like to look at the world out of cold eyes To understand how it would be To see every living moment turn to win or lose A matter of force and strategy As I sat in my palace in my stolen land Deluded by my talk of destiny I'd be removed from the pain and the suffering The fruit of my assault on history I'd tell the same old rotten story Commit the same old rotten crimes Show the same old cruel senility Another old man who outlived his time I'd tear the wings off an angel I'd see the land and sea defiled Disregard the slaughter of millions I'd blind the eyes of a child I'd tear the wings off an angel I'd see the land and sea defiled Disregard the slaughter of millions I'd blind the eyes of a child
9.
Table Talk 01:25
She says: 'Too many cooks would spoil the broth,' And shows her teeth And claws the tablecloth With sharpened fingernails. 'And too much broth would spoil the cooks,' Says he, And stretches out to flick the line away, A penny to a pauper. Where it falls The laundered linen jerks and judders And sets a wine glass spinning on its side. Next day, the stain of wine has fully dried. The laundress wets the soap and presses down. Her hand is fully human - They will drown.

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Slaught is different from previous EI releases. Less eclectic, less post-punk, and less driven by beats, it's mainly built on drones and folk-inspired structures. With Sisyphus and Skull and Fork I was aiming for "spiky"; for Slaught I'm hoping for "unease"... There are ghosts, persecutions, odd nursery rhyme and fairground echoes, drifting notes, reverb, swells of orchestration, bits of poetry in the lyrics, bits of field recordings and found sound in the audio.

Some of the songs existed as ideas or in draft form in 2022; the field recordings date from 2022 also. But the bulk of Slaught was written and recorded between January and February 2023, and mixed (and in part re-written and re-recorded) in March. The final mixes were finished, refinished, finished again and mastered, in April 2023. It was a messy, bitty, obsessive, circular, infuriating process. I'm pleased it's over, and miss it already.

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released May 5, 2023

As with all Endless Idiot releases to date, Endless Idiot wrote, sang, played, recorded, mixed, mastered and released everything on a DIY basis.

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Endless Idiot is a one-faced musical mash exploring different styles and going where the fancy takes. So far the fancy has led to synthwave, post-punk, hauntology, dark folk, minimalism, field recordings, and experimental and orchestral writing. DIY wherever possible, Endless Idiot has fronted or contributed to a fair few bands over the years, most recently punk outfit Who Killed Nancy Johnson? ... more

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