The War On Pleasure

by J. Marinelli

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    This limited edition one-sided 10" was released on May 10th via Dusseldorf, Germany's Stencil Trash records during J Marinelli's European tour (in fact, Nils Trash took a two-hour train ride from Dusseldorf to Bonn to personally hand them to J before his set at Bonn Stomp - what a guy!), and it is now available for North American ears.

    Pressed on sexy gold and scarlet vinyl, with a hand-screened cover by Nils, this record runs the gamut from noisy post-punk to plangent folk-rock, to nearly all points in between, and is sure to please discerning outsider music aficionados worldwide.


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Released in Europe in May of 2014, this five-song one-sided 10" EP (on sexy gold-and-red marbled vinyl) is finally available for North American ears.

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released 01 July 2014

Recorded during the polar vortex of early 2014 via four-track cassette in Lexington, KY.

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Track Name: The War On Pleasure
Psychic marks with lesser aim
Traffic choking every vein
In the shrunken headscape of today
There's no weapon like your anxiety

Conscience strewn in disarray
Another tongueless casualty
In the war on pleasure

A high half-lifer at the gate
Said damage comes to those who wait
And if you've got something good to share,
You're welcome anywhere but here

Lest we toss you in the fray
While building up our military
In the war on pleasure
Track Name: Do You Believe In Energy?
Sub-prime mover
Synaptic skull
Axiom sparkage
Ark mercurial
And all my systems are nervous
When it leaves your body
Where does the warmth go?
Ninety ninety-eight
Ninety-eight-point-what?
When you shuck your shell
It's less than irrelevant
And all my systems are nervous
When it leaves your body
Where does the warmth go?
D.Y.B.I.
D.Y.B.I.E go!
Track Name: Hey Lock Haven
Lately she's been tried
Eyes me with a tepid longing
Yes deep down I'm too far gone
To upheave what's placed upon me

I guess I've no choice
But to suspect
All that I've been shown
By surveying this here wreckage
On my own

Will I convalesce
Until all the roads are clear of traffic
Or am I free to ride
On this big bus going nowhere fast

I guess I've no choice
But to suspect
All that I've been shown
By surveying this here wreckage
On my own

On my own
Same old story
Nothing ventured
Nothing lost
My own
Years ago
My wisdom
Came at such a cost

So sow me to those orchards greener
Lock Haven
To heal until my wanderlust
Takes hold again
And there I'll lick my wounds
Until they bid me go
Bid me go
Bid me go
Bid me go again

Hey Lock Haven
You're story is killing me
Track Name: No Kind Of Fun
It's been a vacant year
Ain't shit to do but drink a dram from
A Kentucky mason jar
In a stood-up club with a lifeless laugh-track
Built right in

Don't have to think too hard
Every joke you hear is familiar
Hot off the ha-ha line
Only so much they can justify with irony

Fast out of fashion
Don't this dead time weigh a ton
It takes no mind
You ain't no kind
Of fun

Twisting around the dial
Head's a-bliss with this tinnitus
Humming a static line
Ain't no match for my spastic tonearm

Gimme Death Sweats and not Decemberists
Gimme Death Sweats and not Decemberists
Gimme Death Sweats and not Decemberists
Gimme Bad Brains and keep your Bright Eyes

Fast out of fashion
Don't this dead time weigh a ton
It takes no mind
You ain't no kind
Of fun
Track Name: Picasso VS Lester Bangs
You ain't no
You ain't no
You ain't no
You ain't no Picasso

And I ain't no
I ain't no
I ain't no
I ain't no Lester Bangs

But out there on the Internet
Everybody thinks that we're legit

I try hard
I try hard
I try hard
I try hard not to try hard

And I've seen your
I've seen your
I've seen your name all over town

Falling in with the out-crowd
All us peg-legs say you play too loud