Laughing All the Way to the Fretex

by J. Marinelli

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1.
I object Might we drop the subject You're speaking more to the speaker And less of the object He or she or him or her's Not here my dear Can't retort, dispute or refute it This is what we talk about When we talk shit Sound and fury Fury unfounded Significance unsignified Grounds ungrounded He or she or him or her's Not here my dear Can't deny, defy or qualify it This is what we talk about When we talk shit Wrenched and pressed In my discomfort Wrinkled nose whiffs Rhetorical bloodsport He or she or him or her's Not here my dear Can't nuance Or dance around it This is what we talk about When we talk shit
2.
Process is motion, product is rest Repetition is a form of change Honor your mistake as a hidden intent Rest assured it stumps the best of us Your situation is hardly unique but it weakens your stride, all in the same Try to retrace your steps Suss out which is to blame For the big mistake Mistake by the lake
3.
Like a child of Eden I let it trace my chin Sap from the good tree of knowledge We lambs defame Slaughter in his name And tyrants made in his image Oh comrade, oh comrade Think not of me a knave 'Twas traces resolved From which we evolved Found in the Lascaux Caves No hell-mouth below No means of control No reward for earthly kindness No lambs more sincere Than we, I fear With only empathy to guide us Oh comrade, oh comrade How might I bend your ear? 'Twas the dun mastodon And not black demon bones Found in the pits of La Brea Alas, alas, or race it won't last Yoked to your ancient mythos Enslaved, depraved We shall not be saved From thine apocalypso Oh comrade, my comrade Say not for me a prayer The cosmonaut Found naught, no god In the heavens When he was up there
4.
Teenage DNA 01:55
Spike your step There's a big day coming No chance to walk When you're in the running Steeper cliffs give to sharper slips You'd best not lose your traction Closer to 50 now than to 20 You've not sold out If you've got no money Adult crash left you unabashed To adjust your expectations Winsome So goddamn lonesome I'm gonna drop a truth-bomb This is the bed you made, son You'd best un-fuck your head some Motorik clicks out motivation Harmonic breaks your hibernation The crash subsides The big grump hides And won't come out to play Assume at once I'm just being clever But this stance is on A chromosomal level Life's more fun when You can't outrun your Teenage DNA
5.
Bok bok bok bok bok bok bok bok bok Bok bok bok bok bok bok bok bok bok Bok bok bok bok bok bok bok bok bok Bok bok bok bok bok bok bok bok bok Snatch it grab it snatch it grab it Beer can chicken Low-hanging fruit
6.
Fossil Park 02:01
If you need me I'll be in fossil park Digging for things older than me Ancient Sylvania Lucas County quarry town Trilobite forest green I'd do fine without your village life I'd feel more at home in the Devonian Sea Arcane sandman swimming with the Coelacanth That'd be the life for me If you need me I'll be in fossil park Digging for things older than me Ancient Sylvania Lucas County quarry town Trilobite forest green No spade or shovel to command The shale is soft enough to break with your own hands No toxic modern-day demands Dig in, man Digging man If you need me I'll be in fossil park Digging for things older than me Ancient Sylvania Lucas County quarry town Trilobite forest green
7.
You're going zero zero zero zero to Jimmy In a 1-2-3 And you're a-Louie Louie Louie losing friends in an 8, 9, 10 And you ain't gonna have no fun In a 4,3,2,1 Spell's been broken now No useless why and how State your case but no jury believes you I wouldn't hold my breath For some judge to reprieve you I won't stand trial I've got the world as my witness What you say behind my back Ain't none of my business now No useless why and how You're going zero zero zero to Jimmy In a 1-2-3 And you're a-Louie Louie Louie losing friends in an 8, 9, 10 And you ain't gonna have no fun In a 4,3,2,1 Spell's been broken now No useless why and how My rear-view is clear My house un-haunted Still you lie to yourself Make-believe you're still wanted With the years I've got left I'm gonna make the most Won't find me sitting around at home Arguing with ghosts Not now No useless why and how
8.
With lungs of lake-silt on that Bland Traverse Shore We heap praise on anything we can ignore And fade it to the background like no much pink noise Drowned by the chiming cash register's voice And was this not the mythic monolith We thought we'd destroyed That noble, naive notion just won't take For pity's sake The mistake by the lake We celebrate all that is safe and mundane The fashions may differ, the function's the same No burning ambition to see past this scene All keen sets of ears with no thoughts in between And to our great embarrassment we thought we'd be the change That noble, naive notion just won't take For pity's sake The mistake by the lake
9.
Holster up your Leland steel Won't you holster up your Leland steel Your Leland steel will bring your foes to heel And keep your surfeit safe from harm Never trust a clown-white man Don't you ever trust a clown-white man Oh a clown-white man will kill you if he can And drink of your blood like wine Cult of the Colt trace the bent path Of the Bible and the gun Ozymandias you're a horror show Ozymandias you're a horror show You're a horror show And everyone you know Will lurk upon your works and despair Ally can't you feel the heft Oh Ally can't you feel the heft Can't you feel the heft Invincible and deft You sent him to his grave none too soon Cult of the Colt trace the bent path Of the Bible and the gun
10.
Baby you're so vague So not unafraid Of staking anything Resembling a claim Someday someone may Challenge what you say And that would break your brain Baby you're so tame Honey look at your crowd Not a naysayer to be found Just a child with a megaphone Screaming far too loud Someday someone may Challenge what you say And that would break your brain Baby you're so lame Ambiguous A walking curse Ain't nothing worse
11.
Bravery Way 02:21
Hoping that she'd say goodbye a different way Not stilted and afraid Dress rehearsal, situation comedy My one-trick show awaits Won't you go Just so you know, my dear This play will close today On a smile that never fades And even if it all should tumble to the ground I know I will have found A bond that could never be staged One misstep could make the backdrop shake and fall It's all two-dimensional And the lead actress has drawn with lipstick on my face Put me in a brighter place And it shows Just so you know, my dear This play will close today On a smile that never fades And even if it all should tumble to the ground I know I will have found A bond that could never be staged Wishing that I'd said hello a braver way Not stilted and afraid I'll shake this stage fright And I'll stay here for a while I'm all smiles

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This album is dedicated to the memory of Dan Gallagher.

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released January 13, 2020

Recorded via 8-track analog by at Studio Anatomy in Traverse City, Michigan by TJ Hall. Mastered at Zone Eight Studios in Granville, West Virginia by Mark Poole.

All songs (C) and (P) Pertnere Music, 2020

Commodity Fetish Analogue (CFA13)

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J. Marinelli Trondheim, Norway

J. Marinelli is a one man band like no other. The sound and fury that emotes from his haunting Appalachian echoed yowl falls somewhere between Guided By Voices, a lost mountain troubadour and a classic 70’s punk outfit from your dreams.
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