Party in my Mind

by The National Cynical Network

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geld heeft geen waarde....muziek wel Includes material from Big City Orchestra, Ronald Redball, Dan Crall, Sondra London and Pippi's Answering Machine.
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A new double album from Phineas Narco & The National Cynical Network. Stream of consciousness monologues and leitmotifs like SubGenius, phone calls, Burning Man, poetry, artificial intelligence (AI), death and madness, with material from various Plundercast programs that are highly synthesized and remixed from original broadcast plus much new stuff never before heard.

Includes material from Big City Orchestra, Ronald Redball, Dan Crall, Sondra London and Pippi's Answering Machine.

All derived material herein is transformed, and used fairly, for the purpose of cultural reference.

The album cover of this piece was taken from Second Life's Burning Man environment.

Disk 1: Tracks 1 - 24
Disk 2: Tracks 25 - 45

Best if heard through headphones!!

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released September 17, 2015

NCN; Evolution Control Committee; Subgenius; Sondra London; Big City Orchestra.

Big City Orchestra is at: www.ubuibi.org

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The National Cynical Network San Jose, California

The National Cynical Network (NCN) is a long-running, SF Bay Area alternate programming media remix project. It originally consisted of a trio of SF Bay-Area based radio collage artists: Phineas Narco, Ronald Redball and Alexander T. Newport. NCN seeks to play *with* music , using sound, and video media samples in the process of media collage or 'mediage'. ... more

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Track Name: Dust in the Wind (Versions Medley mod)
Been sleeping on the floor.
Like for the past two weeks, I think.
Just don't want to be in the bed any more.
Frappucinos, and dark rooms, and CRT screens make me tired.
Overcast Tuesdays
and faraway horrors
and echoing little speakers.
and thoughts of others getting old
and entropy is friend or foe?
And dark and serious eyes
and frantic amusement
like sharks feeding:
scribbled lines on two way commercially sponsored drawing programs
and I'm too drunk I have to lie down
and somewhere our government is bombing again
so we can be free....
And the floor has a seizure again
and a man with his shirt off
in front of the Starbucks drinking a frappucino
an asian man tries to help a blind man cross the street
and the blind man jerks his arm away
and the reflection of myself
in the dark restaurant window
and checking myself
checking myself
checking myself
feeling like I'm not dressed properly
wondering what is properly?
And taking things into our bodies we know not what
a sign on my building that says danger--this place causes cancer--
and paying bills and phone calls to unseen strangers
with soft, understanding voices
and the feel of the soft rubber of sandals on my feet
and the feel of sugar in my veins
and is it time to take my medication yet?
And taking a bath finally and washing my hair
for the first time in two weeks because I can
and wondering what to do next what to do next wondering what to do next
and getting tired
and having to sit down
and wondering what to do next
and sitting down....
And another phone call from mom
and another phone call from David
and another phone call from Eden
and feeling like a book in a shelf
all leaning to the left and to the right
the left and to the right
waves on the ocean like stalks of wheat in the field...
wondering for a moment what the wind is
that moves us all....