Four-Circle Penile Substitute (Augmented)

Four-Circle Penile Substitute is the seventh track from the new Cynicism Management release Tit Augmented, planned for about a year from now. It is also the seventh song to appear in the book that it has actually been written and recorded for: Cynicism Managment (A Rock & Roll Fable), which will – because of the end of the world (as we know it) – NOT be published by River Boat Books next month as originally planned.

My publisher has let me know that he is, against all odds, still planning the book release for September. However, in light of the ongoing apocalypse, making any sort of firm plans at this time is pretty much wishful thinking, so we’ll all just have to wait and see what happens. In the meantime, I will keep tinkering away at these tracks. As reworking and remixing them has actually turned out to be a much more complex and longwinded process than I originally expected, the delay has, as far as I’m concerned, actually come in handy. Unnecessary haste would certainly not contribute anything constructive to this project – especially because I don’t only want to give these ten-year-old songs a “new coat of paint”, but instead reinvent each of them at least a little. As far as the following tune is concerned, I feel that this mission has been accomplished.

CONTRIBUTORS:
Monika Fritz – vocals
Jure Praper – lead guitar
Jan Urbanc – guitar
Borut Praper – drums, keyboards, additional bass & guitar

Music by Borut Praper
Lyrics by Borut Praper
Recorded, produced & mixed by Borut Praper
Vocals co-arranged by Monika Fritz
Mastered by Andrej Hrvatin

Track artwork by Matej Peklar
(Upcoming) album artwork by Matevž Praper

 More info about the whole project (and the reasons for it) is here.


FOUR-CIRCLE PENILE SUBSTITUTE

Such display of sound and vision
I’ve got what it takes
No indecision
I don’t make mistakes
I own highways roads and side streets
Alleys know my name
With utter precision
I’m driving them insane

I’m the smartest smoothest best
Way above you and all the rest
I stop for no one
I am like the wind possessed
Every day I rub and polish
That which makes me me
All I can wish for
And everyone can see

All my life I wanted these four circles
Greeting me each day, greeting me each day
All my life I wanted these four circles
Taking me away, taking me away

Then one day some stupid cunt
Dares to make me swerve
I stop for no one
Damn she’s got some nerve
Then the circles of my life
Get stamped into my head
Now I’m the greatest
Even though I’m dead

Whence She Came (Augmented)

Whence She Came is the sixth track from the new Cynicism Management release Tit Augmented, planned for about a year from now, that I managed to rework and remix… So I’m halfway through, yay! It is also the sixth song to appear in the book that it has actually been written and recorded for: Cynicism Managment (A Rock & Roll Fable), which will NOT be published by River Boat Books in a few months as originally planned because of the end of the world (as we know it).

It is a rather “rude” track with what can be interpreted as a creepy ending, appearing in one of the many thoroughly politically incorrect chapters of the novel it was written for. However, I’m pretty sure it’s awfully cute if you happen to know what it’s about. Hopefully it’s even nicer now that it hopefully sounds a bit better than it did ten years ago.

CONTRIBUTORS:
Monika Fritz – vocals
Jan Urbanc – guitar
Borut Praper – drums, keyboards, additional bass & guitar

Music by Borut Praper
Lyrics by Borut Praper
Recorded, produced & mixed by Borut Praper
Vocals co-arranged by Monika Fritz
Mastered by Andrej Hrvatin

Track artwork by Matej Peklar
(Upcoming) album artwork by Matevž Praper

 More info about the whole project (and the reasons for it) is here.


WHENCE SHE CAME

From whence she came?
It was easy to detect
Wisping pungent air, traces trailing
From whence she came?
Whiffs of heavily lagging scent
Remnants slowly fading
Like a bitch in heat
All made up flawless painted glossed
Lined groomed tanned and flossed
They always knew
From whence she came

From whence she came?
She’d be nice for some action
Short of mental interaction
From whence she came?
She would serve for some blowin’
‘Cause a mouthful is a mouth shut

When they came

They came

When they came
I heard a scream through the ceiling
And I nursed a gnawing feeling
That by the time her skin got peeled away
What was left of her was bloody insane