Do the Zanzibar's Twist

UPDATE: This post was re-uploaded 09/07/2013. Enjoy, NØ.

I was born at the age of 18 in San Francisco, U.S.S.A., Summer of Love, on the Eve of Destruction with flowers in my hair.

I spent my childhood in Washington, D.C. AC. V.C., devouring war racist reality, CIAss-ass in nation primer, Winter of Discontent with some ashes in the air.

Home is where the homeless hang, where homeless lessons lessen more or morons hang their heads.

Where might I be when from this Manchild I have groan?

Wanderlust...the now motion devotion, devoted to, yet devoid of, emotion avoiding the void.

The evasion of pressing urges, surges, invasion dirges, Press Club purges, burning bridges spanning occasions, flaming mergers of motion & fog. The putting off of solution's absolution 'til a little while later, 'til we've unblocked the clog.

I woke up last night screaming, dreaming, drowning in a cold sweat. Cities burning, world stopped turning, destruction is the safest bet. Neighbors just kidnapped a baby, cockroaches just ate my dog. Hooker beaten, Politico's cheatin', rat has become...the new god.

p.s. - When I died, I crept out of my body onto this note crumpled in my pocket. This note is a mirror walking down a strange street, empty-handed.

Zanzibar's Twist - Never Mind The Bollocks tape,
Limbabwe Records C07, 1982.
decryption code in comments

Side A -

Play de Fool parts 1 & 2
Een Schnell Nummer
Ode aan Jan Jacobs
I (got You) Feel Good
M-Arc!
Dancing Barefoot in de Park

Side B -

Graansilo
Pinkant Gevrij in de Alpenwei
Les Bouc de Thorn
Die Ami Band
Sonja’s Lied
Eat Your Dreadlocks
Schleyers Schlafen
‘s Bakkebaarden
Daf33
Oriental Uh!

Enjoy,
NØ