IO

by dropbunny

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Matt Gay These guys are serious quality.The kind of shit I've been wanting to hear in music lately Favorite track: Another Lost Kid.
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Pshumi Cool album, quirky and hard. Good way to end a Friday. Favorite track: Irredeemably Fucked.
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00001 Plummet ( I ) like saladin and chamcha i fall like mesmer and towering set, yes i tumble down split this vessel like an egg like icarus and wheeler i fall like humpty and the ave'd maria i tumble down like baal and lazlo i fall like freud and the nihilist Fool fucking tumble it begins where as it ends fist fucked from every direction there is nothing here and i'm looking at it there is nothing here and it screams like donnie and omar i fall like every damned race that's disgraced that planet's face diluted in cascading tides i let myself go down to dismantle your filth in my mind there is nothing here and it screams
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00002 Irredeemably Fucked. ( O ) sleep lulls the chimps to death again give me strength i the lungs that crack the earth in half this voice is not my own armchaired and waiting for the exit your mundanity's been done gaia must've been fuckin wasted to let these monkeys breathe there's a message on my knuckles i'd like you to read. all the cops in the world could not stop me all the fucking cops in the world i'm just a instance of a creature that makes misanthropes from clay your contentedness meets my contempt of narcoleptic stupor if only this vitriol could save me but we're all irredeemably fucked. there's a message on my knuckles i'd like you to read. all the cops in the world could not stop me all the fucking cops in the world all the cops in the world could not stop me all the fucking cops in the world all the cops in the world could not stop me all the fucking cops in the world all the cops in the world could not stop me all the fucking cops in the world
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songs IO will be released 17th March 2012 free preview of dropbunny's album 'IO'. dropbunny - Pentagonal Plywood Prison IO:::: IO Plummet | lyrics | download Irredeemably Fucked | lyrics | download CDFA | lyrics | Portrait Of A Young Man As A Shithead | The Nightmare From Which You Cannot Awaken | lyrics | Another Lost Kid | lyrics | download Exit Sub | lyrics | Hits Limbo From A Great Height | lyrics | This Relentless Momentum | lyrics | Jumped | lyrics | Gimp Man Cometh | lyrics | Beat | lyrics | Pentagonal Plywood Prison | lyrics | download Arch | lyrics | Inchoate | lyrics | The Architecture Is Wrong | lyrics | Voices | There's Nothing Here And It Screams | lyrics | Lyrics 00001 Plummet ( I ) like saladin and chamcha i fall like mesmer and towering set, yes i tumble down split this vessel like an egg like icarus and wheeler i fall like humpty and the ave'd maria i tumble down like baal and lazlo i fall like freud and the nihilist Fool fucking tumble it begins where as it ends fist fucked from every direction there is nothing here and i'm looking at it there is nothing here and it screams like donnie and omar i fall like every damned race that's disgraced that planet's face diluted in cascading tides i let myself go down to dismantle your filth in my mind there is nothing here and it screams 00002 Irredeemably Fucked. ( O ) sleep lulls the chimps to death again give me strength i the lungs that crack the earth in half this voice is not my own armchaired and waiting for the exit your mundanity's been done gaia must've been fuckin wasted to let these monkeys breathe there's a message on my knuckles i'd like you to read. all the cops in the world could not stop me all the fucking cops in the world i'm just a instance of a creature that makes misanthropes from clay your contentedness meets my contempt of narcoleptic stupor if only this vitriol could save me but we're all irredeemably fucked. there's a message on my knuckles i'd like you to read. all the cops in the world could not stop me all the fucking cops in the world all the cops in the world could not stop me all the fucking cops in the world all the cops in the world could not stop me all the fucking cops in the world all the cops in the world could not stop me all the fucking cops in the world 00003 CDFA ( O ) you can't do fucking anything, won't do fucking anything right your god replaced your brains with a bloodclot you can't do fucking anything, won't do fucking anything right the only trick you're trying to pull is yourself and it won't constrain me anymore i wrestle with oxygen while mehums suck the light out of fluerescent tubes tired faces haggard with a whimpering grin i never agreed to this i never agreed to this chalk another failure to the bloodied and weak you're like a dog that's trying to speak you can't do fucking anything, won't do fucking anything right your god replaced your brains with a bloodclot you can't do fucking anything, won't do fucking anything right the only trick you're trying to pull is yourself and you won't constrain me anymore and you won't constrain me anymore drag the line across my fucking eyes your automatic babble is testament to ducks feed another infant to the gluttonous maw i never agreed to this i never agreed to this chalk another failure to the bloodied and weak you're like a dog that's trying to speak you can't do fucking anything, won't do fucking anything right? (you cahhhnnt, you caaaaaan't) The rabbit speaks: “there's something altogether wrong with this picture did you draw it with your feet, come on, you're not even trying. How's this captious rant supposed to capture anything new, when noone's listening to you? if you don't like our company than stand by yourselves if you don't like the party then leave” i can't do fucking anything, won't do fucking anything i can't do fucking anything, won't do fucking anything i can't do fucking anything, won't do fucking anything right? Right.
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00005 The Nightmare From Which You Cannot Awake ( O ) [i think thou doth protest too much] [whoever smelt it dealt it] you're fucked you're fucking with me this is the lamest fucking leperfied shit i wish i could forget semantics break down tryna push this filth back at you you had every opportunity in the world and this is what you do with it you're fucked you're fucking with me this is the lamest fucking leperfied shit i wish i could forget a universe of cataclysm waits under your eyes but you can't see it for the neon of your smile you had every opportunity in the world and this is what you do with it (i try my best not to be swallowed by my anger...you make it so hard. i take a breath to try and keep my hate in check...you make it so hard.) i cannot believe you could fuck me up like this i cannot believe I could fuck me up so completely holy rabbit do me wrong
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00006 Another Lost Kid ( O ) and I awoke to silence bearing corpses for the mantelpiece and i awoke to lovers teaching children to be fat shut it out. shut it out. The amniotic architecture turns us into serfs there's only so many tantrums before they call it wolf so few violent reactions before they lock you up but i'd kill any motherfucker if i thought it'd change a thing. Don't want to hear them say i was a lost kid, was a lost kid and i awoke to chickens selling horror to complicit ants and i awoke to masochistic bleating machines shut it out. shut it out. the amniotic architecture turns us into dirt there's only so many tantrums before they call it wolf so few violent reactions before they lock you up but i'd kill any motherfucker if i thought it'd change a thing don't wanna hear them say i was a lost kid.
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00008 Hits Limbo From A Great Height( I ) burning mouthwash makes me spin i died today again and again (think i'm alive) i hit limbo from a great height, past primeval laws to where my fiction is stronger than yours serrated noises come from the planet above but they can't shove their stories on me I escaped here because my shoulderblades have room to expand i find myself in Nothing my blood and shit are a brick road (so what) I build my fortress in limbo (so what) spread like moths across the mountain to institute a new ephemera ( to in.stitute . this . new . ephemer.a) (they do not what they know) my blood and shit are a brick road (so what) {chorus the fuck out of the vox, spoken fairly softly, dynamic of everything low} i build my fortress in limbo (so what) spread like moths across the mountain to institute this new ephemera it always hurts when bones break skin i know the worst is where i've been so what the weight of the ages draws my fingers to fist cutting space between the memes you see a face, don't know what it means so what fuck the atoms and apples my fiction is stronger than yours (but everything fragments eventually) (at sufficiently high temperature even Nothing becomes something)
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00009 This Relentless Momentum ( I ) fall on forever never let me slow down the vortex of flying fuck around in this velocirapid whirlpool; pangaeae, endless once you dig enough fall on forever never let me slow down (and i'll never be far enough away) drop from the plane of existence, a futile every movement to the left and i careen unto the aether when you're static you're static momentum is the constant drop from the plane of existence, a futile fall i jumped across the wall, across the sand {might be cool if there're multiple layers of vox out of synch!} torn up, they'll never put me back and restart increase the volume every stimulus turns into white noise, i see it but i don't know what i am the pull of humans i am weightless and weighted it becomes a quark becomes an atom becomes pan fucking pan torn up, they'll never put me back and restart
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00010 Jumped ( O ) i jumped the fucking gun my lungs were smashed against the pavement should've looked before i ran my mouth all over your walls and i am sick of killing myself daily in my lust for you it's so cliche'd but so sincere in this arrogant ascent i made the fuckbuddy of ages pissing in the street i grind my teeth into gums what kind of prick would kill himself so mercilessly for nothing? i am so confused, but so sincere i finally figured it out, i finally figured all along figured i'm alone inside you (it comes for your eyes)
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00011 The Gimp Man Cometh ( I ) it's all gone horribly wrong the highs always end before you're ready but this void cuts more vivid with every tick tock tick tock i reek of curdled milk, hands covered with illegible scrawl if i could suck one breath of clarity before it drags me deeper underwater... again stay with me turn the lights on (til every hour on the hour) the gimp man comes and beats the fuck out of us i'm not black, it's just the blood seeping under my skin i'm not dead, it's just the hole they've created in me splintered walls leave knuckles cracked momentum became a constant became a cell naive, gullible, always expected it to stay stay with me turn the lights on (til every hour on the hour) the gimp man comes and beats the fuck out of us i'm not black, it's just the blood seeping under my skin i'm not dead, it's just the hole they've created in me
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00012 Beat ( I ) beaten like a queen beaten like a whore beaten into dust beaten half to death, then beaten just a little bit more beaten like a sinner beaten like a swan beaten like a child beaten down beaten like you wish you'd beaten everyone beaten like a god beaten like masoch beaten like an abo running from the cops take another look at my skin scar tissue stops the punches from getting in damage to the womb makes the baby mad * 4 beaten like prescription beaten like a game beaten into shape beaten senseless then beat some back in again beaten like a witch beaten like a saint beaten black and blue beaten fit to faint take another look at my skin scar tissue stops the punches from getting in damage to the womb makes the baby mad *4 damage to the womb makes it fucking insane with anger*4 there's something that grows in my belly and it'll come screaming of the pain of existence i wait this body is a meat shell waiting to crack we will expire together
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00013 Pentagonal Plywood Prison ( I ) the breaks come fast hardly perceived, already passed and i know my head packed with wool i am placated, bloated, full and i know (and it gets us all) just a minute little lapse homeostasis entraps and i know i failed like you only much better at pushing through and i know (and it gets us all) fall on your crutches i've smashed you before stop i am a Cause and i'm happening to you just try and stop it this immutable force down down the beats run slack i refuse to go back fuck this hypnotic reverie fuck drifting to death and normalcy and i know fall on your crutches i smashed you before stop i am a cause and i'm happening to you just try and stop this immutable force down down you think you can do worse to me than i've done to myself you got buckley's, fucker i did it to me, i did it to myself, and i can move you like water like air the power of masoch gives this prison intention and splits it to splinters as i destroy everything that comes into my awareness
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00014 Arch ( O ) it goes for hours it goes forever raise me, raise me it comes and goes split between these two capillaries it goes for hours it goes forever raise me, raise me it comes and goes all the conduits are bonding the garden continues to call me arghghghghghh (can you hold a scream for 15 seconds?!!?!) take a chisel to the ancients the stomach starts to swell i can't help my free will, it happens by itself. take a chisel to the ancients the stomach starts to swell i can't help my free will, it happens by itself. it grows a spine split between these two capillaries it goes for hours it goes forever raise me, raise me it comes and goes
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00015 Inchoate ( I ) now, i crossed the wall geometry unfolding growing out like a spine the chimps will splutter on like broken clockwork there's nothing here for me gotta get out, i gotta get out of this universe i am in the wrong i am not an accountant or a child put to test this stronger fiction i am fury, i am a bridge that spans the multiverse like crippled dreams the conduit flows like heat through glass pushitpushitpushmeout now, i crossed the wall it grows a spine to set example for the shadows this new incarnation as inevitable as death i'll cut you to ribbons to prove we're alive it waits behind your vision my limbs explode into a million transformations we've never been more sane i build this framework up around myself in this cycle of dead and exploding gods now this is a lie that pulls the bodies into line the conduit that spins the planets on their axis let physiology catch up this new incarnation as inevitable as death i'll cut you to ribbons to prove we're alive i'll knife myself to prove we're alive it waits behind your vision yet another turtle as the marionette explodes backwards whoaaaaaa this voice is not my own whoaaaaaaaa a planck with angry face whoaaaaaaaa
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00016 The Architecture is Wrong ( O ) it seems accidental. it seems so unnecessary and yet... -based around A# seizuring upon this flypaper we cannot understand the things that move us the sun only ever shines on half the world - falcetto for this section you can never know what's standing right behind you we react and react again there's no consciousness i do not what i know the architecture's wrong the architecture's wrong the architecture is wrong we force ourselves to forget responsibility's a myth for lawyers and priests i didn't mean it ma, the mammals on the moon told me to the architecture's wrong the architecture is wrong the architecture's wrong (keep telling) i'm sorry but i'm not that i built this staircase hoping kids would crack their stupid fucking heads the architecture's wrong the architecture is wrong the architecture's wrong this infinite digestive tract, this archaic limbo for all towers jutting inwards like teeth, turning every serpent to handbags it seems so it wasn't me, it was the electrical impulses behind my forehead the pheremones made me let the pheremones make me do this please remember this before sending birds to claw at my innards please remember this before letting me glance at a mirror
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00018 There's Nothing Here And It Screams ( I ) crawling from container to container with hair threaded into the carpet a linear series of rooms interlinked we can simulate anything she stands behind my cones and rods glaring at fractured refractions arteries pulsing zeroes and ones there's no escape from what has begun if it wasn't a dream you'd lose your mind if it wasn't a dream you'd be lost completely to stave off our boredom she impaled herself deep up into the stomach to keep the children entertained she died to stave off boredom this avatar i followed as the bodies turned to ash i can't tell if they're ears, or horns or just a curly moustache let me tear another strip from these dry bones only one thing ever happened when the sun comes up everything drowns in this glee and mutilation black and white are shades distinction is only for convenience this robot is alive * 8 if it wasn't a dream you'd lose your mind if it wasn't a dream you'd be lost completely we'll be the joyful ones buried under concrete driveways pissing and shitting ourselves and laughing (pissing ourselves and shitting ourselves and pissing ourselves laughing) (--this section, put stutter effect on vox so they pan from left to right 100% constantly) i hurl the doll across the floor and watch the planet shake a billion microbes scream in horror with every breath i take these dichotomies fall useless as the vertebrae extend i and o are just the labels on a line that never ends (ensure the word "end" is extended/looped through the rest of the song) let me tear another strip from these dry bones only one thing ever happened when the sun comes up everything drowns in this glee and mutilation

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released March 16, 2012

IO Credits:

john barrymore - bass, double bass, guitar, sitar
refund - guitar, electronics, fish tanks, sawing, yelling
frasher - drums
tirunideth - singing, screaming, violin
blackjack - death roars, singing, car parts
flockodile - singing, screaming, electronics
xero - vocals, guitar, bass, electronics, violin


All drums on tracks 2, 6, 9, 11, 14, 16, 18 by Anthony "Goomby" Goulemas
All drums on tracks 1, 3, 8, 10, 12, 13, 15 by Frasher

Recorded at Woodstock Studios, Balaclava, by Cameron Trewin
Assisted by Chad Bronley and Simon Aarons.
Tracks 4, 7 and 17 recorded at Le Shatio, Brunswick, by Joshua Norton
All tracks mastered at Sterling Studios, New York, by Ue Nastasi

dropbunny video game created by Justin Zajac (www.justinzajac.com)
IO artwork by Psyonide/Karai Pantsu
Front cover image by DeWaldo Photography

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dropbunny Melbourne, Australia

dropbunny are a Melbourne seven-piece who create furious, dark and ecstatic music. Showing deep irreverence for musical traditions, they seamlessly combine bizarre time signatures and a vast range of sounds to create angst-ridden psychotropic landscapes unlike any Australian metal to date. They have recently completed their second full-length studio album, “IO”. ... more

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