BPF – Remote Viewing [CD]

Remote Viewing

BPF.

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  1. Hungry Ghosts
  2. Reboot
  3. The Great Motivator
  4. Terrible Warriors
  5. X-Box
  6. I am War *
  7. Zarzal *

 

Written and recorded by Paul Ferguson (BPF) at Drum’n’Steel Works, Baltimore, MD;

and Mark Gemini Thwaite at Mob Research Laboratories, Los Angeles, CA.

* written and recorded by Paul Ferguson

 

Percussion, voice and loops – Paul Ferguson

Guitars and additional instrumentation – Mark Gemini Thwaite

Electric Violin on X-Box – Brainshadow

 

Produced by Mark Gemini Thwaite and Paul Ferguson

Mixed by Mark Gemini Thwaite

X-Box – Mixed by Brainshadow

 

Mastered by Brainshadow at Digital Mysteries, Stockholm, SE.

 

With gratitude to Mont Sherar, Daniel Watson, and Mark Gemini Thwaite.

And to Olga Cestero-Ferguson, for her support and putting up with me.

Dedicated to Maqui Berríos, whom I will never stop missing.

 

Artwork by Mike Coles at Malicious Damage, London

Published by Touch Tones/Copyright Control

* published by Touch Tones

 

Record Label Dead Radio Station – www.deadradiostation.com

 

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Zarzal

 

Watching waves fiercely crashing

Over sand upon our shore.

Taking with them all that binds us,

Leaving roots no longer sure.

 

Adrift upon an ocean

No star to guide our way.

No light on the horizon

And we have lost our way.

 

You are gone now gone forever,

Like a tree that kept us sound.

And like the waves that crash around us,

All our trees are falling down.

 

Prayers that go unanswered

In the march of times progress,

Our grains of sand are tumbling,

Through the hourglass toward death.

 

Adrift upon this ocean,

No star to guide our way.

No light on the horizon.

And we have lost our way.

 

You are gone now gone forever,

Like the tree that kept us sound.

And like the waves that crash around us,

All our trees are falling down.

 

No safety, no core, no center anymore.

No safety, no core, no center anymore.

 

All our trees are falling down.

All our trees are falling down.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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