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ANGUSISDEAD WILL DESTROY YOU

by angusisdead (one word)

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daniel, please
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daniel, please This record pierces the fleshold of something truly original: surely, an album of all time. Favorite track: Requiem for Angus.
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pipikopf i'm gonna be the world's first gormvelt kin Favorite track: Gormvelt the Toad, Pt. 1.
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1.
Scraping at walls of his womb of stone and keratin film Snapping out soaked in yolk & gasping down putrid muck Wrestling useless treasure from the dregs of the trash can Open the lid & look out at this heavenly land
2.
ACH! 01:55
ACH! The parrot said, a bark! From out it's head no more! Swallowing down bread Its skin it had to shed! ACH! Wandering through a drab scene Gettin' pummeled by blast beats I'm hearin' the cat scream from The other side of the door ACH! Its fingers spread Its toes let go up! Back from the dead its barren head arose ACH! Hooks from her fingers I try & not fling her Slobbery stingers sinking in to me! She only has one eye yellow & opened wide I have two working eyes, I have a dog & he's blind Dedicated to Morris
3.
Gullet 03:40
The beasts in the wall they keep me awake So I was late again for work today But can they be blamed? They scrape through the wall & eat into the blueberry cake Well I'm hungry too, I'd be happy to share I could make you some peppermint tea Lay your head down on the seat & I'll pour it in You helpless young beast I see you in dreams With your gullet trapped under a guillotine Your friends are there too with their scraggly broken backs caught in between I shed not a tear 'cause I can't have you near But I know that you never belonged So softly I mourn as I watch you get buried in snow
4.
Trapped under a dome in his home of BEARDS AND JOCKS They live to impress their elder pop His brothers are obsessed with beer and cockfighting But adventure is inviting Sweet Gormvelt! His mother's child Refused to give into machismo so he was reviled Sweet Gormvelt! A stealthy toad, one day he snuck out of the door, and he left his home sweet home So with a bindle on his shoulder he takes his leave Packed with his mother's gilded sword that's prepared to cleave Look over there, across the river! What's that? He sees: AN ORANGE APE Swinging high around the trees Soaring so gracefully Gigantopithecus so free Gormvelt sees from underneath, says to himself: "What could this be?" Then the beast lets out a mournful shriek Plunging through the underbrush from the canopy Their arm is tumbling beside them and chopping trees The toad he hops out of the way and shouts to the beast: "Hey there! Can your severed limb be repaired?" "I don't think so," they answer back "but now that I've just lost my arm, I could use a snack" Sweeet Gormvelt reaches in his pack Pulls out an apple for the ape & a bandage rag & says: I'M GORMVELT
5.
Lanky Garth 02:36
He steps out across the street, bones reaching to the concrete He wears his socks up high, his ears reach the clouds in the sky In open pouch he finds strange trinkets hidden inside His name is Lanky Garth and through pockets cash he will pry Fingers like spiders to reach inside of a pocket Nails long enough to reach through cloth dim lighted socket Here he will take a coin, maybe even two or three or four He transfers to cargo shorts where stolen treasure are stored His shorts can hide all that's inside His pants are bursting (bursting) but not with what's implied
6.
8206 02:49
Leaving a brick white home founded by a thief of ice Knowledge in your dome put in by an old playwright Home of tall white jocks runnin' round the basement throwin' round rocks History runnin' through your bones gremlins in the front chewin' on stones I've been breathing up & down underneath the sink I've been hiding up and down, waiting for some water to drink Feelin' like I'm home alone thinkin' 'bout cryin' my eyes out Talkin' on the phone with you
7.
po peepaw 00:36
8.
Frog Tree 02:32
Went out today to find a new way to find A new type of frog tree They fall right off the branch, one big avalanche In that old cemetery But don't say that you heard it from me Went out tomorrow to see their sorrow Becoming their new face Host he is now in Hell with no such shape or shell And no protective case And that's where the frog planted its seed DON'T SAY THAT YOU STOLE THE CONCEPT, IF YOU TOOK IT FROM ME EVERYONE MUST KNOW OF THIS BOUNTIFUL FROG TREE
9.
brwn lqud 01:26
Brown liquid falling down my throat I went off the road On my way home from work today Falling through Brown liquid falling through my teeth I don't like to work always
10.
Walking through forests all on my own Grasping at metal straws with precise and sharp bone Bearded heavy lifter covers my dome Leggings of chain link colored in chrome He's wringing you out and it'll be dark Until we behead this fiery monarch Crushed under crystals we will slog on Trees tower, leaf shower pick up the lawn There is an apple we must shake down Stab through the bastard, topple the crown I'll stay here til I'm long in the tooth We will scream and we'll scream the truth
11.
He was born in an old trash can & he picked up a trombone He put it up to his parched lips & he began to blow Sweet songs of an old land that he would never know The movements, quickly, of his right hand struck me down beneath the bone And his face fell off in a plastic bag in a forest for all to see For he burned an American flag an act of blasphemy And he spoke of revolution but it fell only on deaf ears He pissed upon the constitution so they took away his years And his lover tried to save him but he just couldn't reach He threw them down into the pavement struck them down just like a leech and his face fell off on a plastic beach somewhere on a cold winter beach

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This album was recorded by the incredible Joni Elfers in the basement of Little Italy of Portland Maine, and the art was drawn by the equally incredible Aidan Mitchell!

We hope you enjoy our tales of goblins, ghouls, frogs, toads, pickpockets and more!!

Thank you to everyone who ever came to an angusisdead show, and whoever is planning on coming to the next ones!

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released February 14, 2023

Adeline Rines: Drums, melodica on track 9

Quinn Farwell: Bass, banjo on track 8

Max Legassie: Guitar, vocals, and other little instruments!

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Goblin punk/gremlin pop pioneers from Maine! Created by Max Legassie, perfected by Quinn Farwell, Sam Dodge, and Adeline Rines!!

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