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Invention Of Invention

from Post Internet Blues by Gad Whip

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    Edition of 200 = 150 Black and 50 Black & Clear Swirl 12" vinyl housed in a reverse board printed sleeve with a double sided insert. Released on X-Mist Records (XM111) www.x-mist.de

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    CD Issue on Fourth Dimension Records - "The CD version of this Lincoln/Yorkshire-based UK group's latest album (the vinyl of which was released by Germany's X-Mist label), following several low-key cassette albums released since 2014, plus the four tracks that constituted 2017's limited edition 'In A Room' 12" e.p. Gad Whip blend avant-garde sensibilities with a contemporary take on the place where D.I.Y. culture meets post-punk, hints of deconstructed garage rock and interstellar voyaging through sweat-drenched waking dreams. Immediate, powerful, confounding and kept in place by wry, sometimes observational, semi-spoken vocals that recall Jason Williamson and the late Mark E. Smith, this is music primed perfect for any 21st century meltdown in a suburban sprawl."

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lyrics

Invention Of Invention
You’re a comedy caravan parked in the driveway,
An acidic aftertaste the morning after doomsday,
You’re a shadow of a half-remembered memory,
You did what you did and couldn’t let it be.

You’re a vitriolic has been in the departure lounge,
The world loves a bastard now isn’t that profound,
Caught with your hand in the honey pot again,
A rogue in brogues with mush for a brain.

On the shelf in a modern curiosity cabinet,
A fine example of what we call a shit magnet,
My voice is my password repeat ‘til ad nauseam,
It seems quite plausible so let’s keep with the theme.

Addicted to high drama with very low motives,
You kept it quiet and hoped no one would notice,
A little soundtrack to an imaginary scenario,
A reactionary nightmare blasting out in stereo.

There are 25 instruments in front of you,
And only the clock can be trusted,
Anyone in PL3 got the brown water,
Because the mains pipe is busted.

The broken eggs called nine nine nine,
That was actually a prime-time headline,
You wonder how and you wonder why,
We have managed to survive this far,
Before even the invention of the invention,
Of the invention of the intervention,
A naïve dream that makes no sense,
Unless of course you happened to be there.

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from Post Internet Blues, released August 3, 2018

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