A Trip into the Mad Mind of A​.​J. Kaufmann

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A.J. Kaufmann, the underground poet and musician from Poland, showcases the album: “A Trip into the Mad Mind of A.J. Kaufmann” And that’s precisely what you’ll experience here. This album features lyrics akin to poetry, or is poetry at its finest, particularly psychedelia, brought to the forefront of melodies and beatnik beats. This is a departure from his prior album’s traditional pop, “Second Hand Man.” “A Trip into the Mad Mind of…” is the brand of Kaufmann’s bizarre and mind-warping writing you’ll expect from his poetry. “When the night keeps sailing on/ On her broken sails/ Her lights keep shining for/ Drifters old and pale…” This line from the track, “Love For Sale Again.” is isolated, a statement made from the void. The visual is self-sustaining, concentrated, not needing to reference anything outside itself to be experienced. Kaufmann creates an atmosphere that’s effortlessly enterable, the current seducing you. “Under The Radiant Moon” is the best example of this. The speaker embodies the moon itself, going through its variants, getting stranger along the way: “I’m a city angel…I’m the new Sinatra…I’m a beggar’s corner full of dirty talk…I’m the aging playwright running out of stars…” especially with the line, “I’m a cocaine evening…” The particular shade of that feeling is instantly colored, even if you’ve never touched the stuff. We all know how it feels to enjoyed something for too long, and the buggy tune helps to exaggerate that feeling. We sometimes override guilt to indulge for a little while longer, the spirit of the track. You’ll find lines of poetic density and artistry littered throughout this joint. Its funky sound is their lubricant. The music animates this poetry, and without it, this would be a silent, solitary reading. You simply absorb it, as if from another source, or world, A.J. Kaufmann’s.
(Steven Leonardo Clifford, 2013/08/05)

Home recorded in various locations, 2009-2011.

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released 26 March 2013

A.J. Kaufmann - voice, guitar, songwriter, artwork.

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Track Name: Drums and Shadows
Drums and Shadows

Drums and shadows
Portraits that weep
Things you told me are
Things I keep
For a better and new tomorrow
For the day when we'd cut out sorrow
And time
It’s the sweetest whore
Time
Cause it's always more
Wondering, wandering

Drums and shadows
Dance on your grave
Nights that kill me are
Days that you saved
For a better and new tomorrow
For the day when we'd cut out sorrow
And time
It’s the sweetest whore
Time
Cause it's always more
Wondering, wandering

Drums and shadows
Hang in your frame
Gifts you gave me are
Gifts I blame
For a better and new tomorrow
For the day when we'd cut out sorrow
And time
It’s the sweetest whore
Time
Cause it's always more
Wondering, wandering
Track Name: Under the Radiant Moon
Under the Radiant Moon

I’m a doppelganger, I’m orange light
I’m a city angel, backdoor fright
I’m a new Sinatra when I’m stoned
I’m a lonely candle on the evening when you’re gone

Under the radiant moon
Under the radiant moon
I’ll catch you pretty soon
Under the radiant moon

I’m Paris singing in a perfect spring
I’m a rotten flower for a punk rock girl
I’m a beggar’s corner full of dirty talk
And on empty twilights you can see me when I rove

Under the radiant moon
Under the radiant moon
I’ll catch you pretty soon
Under the radiant moon

I’m the piano player in your seedy bars
I’m the ageing playwright running out of stars
I’m a cocaine evening on dementia street
I’m a sunken daydream of the losers you can meet

Under the radiant moon
Under the radiant moon
I’ll catch you pretty soon
Under the radiant moon
Track Name: Go-Go Girls and Angels
Go-Go Girls and Angels

Go-go girls and angels are dancing in my mind
Their beauty burns my eyes but they help me pass the time
And time is running slow but you know we’re living quick
Making records without sound and movies without scripts

Life is lovely here
You forget the blues
Gotta exit life
Trying something new

When you pick yourself a chair you gotta wash your eyes
You taste the girls and gin, you turn your soul to ice
And as you watch the crowds they slowly melt with you
Life is lonely here, oh but everything is true

Life is lonely here
You forget the news
Gotta exit life
Try to live the blues

That’s the kind of song you sing in a cabaret
With the lights way down low from the brim of your hat
With a boa scarf and voice that’s so rough from cigarettes
You’ve gotta tell your tale, gotta place your bets

Life is lovely here
You forget the blues
Gotta exit life
Trying something new
Track Name: White Cathedrals
White Cathedrals

I’m seeing white cathedrals in my sleep
This really has to be some kind of sign
I’m hearing mighty bells, how soft they ring
These must be only echoes in my mind

White cathedrals
Catch me gently when I run
White cathedrals
Friendly giants in the sun

I’m drawing white cathedrals in the sand
Every time I’m walking with my love
They’re climbing to the sky like giant tongues
I kiss her lips before our feeling’s gone

White cathedrals
Catch me gently when I run
White cathedrals
Friendly giants in the sun
Track Name: Love for Sale Again
Love for Sale Again

When the night keeps sailing on
On her broken sails
Her lights keep shining for
Drifters old and pale
Someone sings a backdoor song
Someone joins the midnight band
Lady looks down from her window
She’s got love for sale again

When the men are dreaming bout
Her sure and soft embrace
She just laughs and shows her best
Tangerine and lace
She belongs to someone else
While you touch her body veiled
She ain’t got the things you crave
It’s just love for sale again

When the dawn is breaking thru
All the eyes in town
She ain’t seen the bright lights yet
Gather round her gown
Foolish hearts too young to love
Keep on waiting on her stairs
Knock just once and wait a while
For some love for sale again

When another night sets course
For blind discovery
She’s not there, she’s weeping where
Night seeks sympathy
These are just her hooker dreams
Evenings long and pale
Well, she shares her body right
She’s got love for sale again
Track Name: Basement Blues
Basement Blues

I've been down in the basement
Eating nothin' but beans
Still the river was wider then or so it seems
I've spent all my money on 2nd rate gin

We've been sometime together
We've been much time apart
I've read papers that said you've been gone
Well, I tore them apart
You took all these papers and slowly went out
Some of us willing
Some of us don't
But we all got the basement blues going on

Yes you took all my money
Then you took all my will
Still the river is wider now or so it seems
You’re hangin' round me like the crows 'round the mill

Got them tasteless blue dresses
Got them weary blue jeans
Got the basement up louder babe or so it seems
You’re treating me kindly, you're loving me mean
Some of us willing
Some of us don't
But we all got the basement blues going on

You’re hiding my whisky, you’re bringing me tea
You keep your mouth shut, darling I might let you be
You’re hiding my whisky, you’re treating me mean

Now it’s nearly December, started drinking in June
You never came round babe, paying my dues
I’ve eaten much chicken, I’ve written much tunes
Some say they love me
Some say they don’t
But they all got the basement blues going on

Yeah, you’re hiding my liquor
You keep me away
That’s another December now
I’ve been drinking since May
You take all the liquor and hide it away
Some of us willing
Some of us don't
But we all got the basement blues going on
Track Name: Black Venus
Black Venus

I see you're burning all my poems
I see you're messing with my mind
I hear you talking to my friends
I hear you're feeling oh so fine...
Black Venus

I see you're sleeping in my bed
I see you're living in my head
I hear your time is running slow
I see your hair is hanging low...
Black Venus

I see you naked in a dark dress
I feel you closer than it seems
I think I'm running out of ink
This demon's wiser than you think
almighty...

I see you're burning all my poems
I see you're running out of time
I hear you talking to my friends
I see you're looking oh so fine...
Black Venus

I see you naked in a dark dress
I feel your necklace tighten up
I see your hair is hanging low
I'm at your feet and all dried up...
Black Venus
Track Name: Maria's Coffin
Maria's Coffin

Sugar in my head, salt in my eyes
A rattlesnake wrapped around me tight
A bit of poison from my very best friends
A slice through butter, and a trumpet in my bed
An empty fridge, if you don’t count the beer
And red Marlboro, they must always be near
Sometimes a razor, for a shave or two, two, two
Sometimes a walk around the city with you

In the evening you can see her shine
In the morning you can hear her whine
It’s just the way things go
In Maria’s coffin

My baby left me about a year ago
I called her today, and she’ll come back for more
She couldn’t resist the gold in my voice
Her hips and breast didn’t have much choice
I’ll always return, and gladly I’ll be burned
She’s a little barbed-wire, giving pain in return
For everything I’ve done to prove my love, love, love
She took a shotgun and she shot that white dove

In the evening you can see her shine
In the morning you can hear her whine
It’s just the way things go
In Maria’s coffin

Treating women with a 45
Thank you Humphrey, you’ve just ruined my life
I’ve had my coat but now it’s full of holes
I’ve had my hat, but it just needed to go
I’ve had a vest, with many pockets and things
But someone stole it from me while I was trying to sing
And now the venue is an empty place, place, place
I’ve seen through you and man you’re such a disgrace

In the evening you can see her shine
In the morning you can hear her whine
It’s just the way things go
In Maria’s coffin
Track Name: Strange Surprise
Strange Surprise

I went walking through some muddy street
On a misty Monday night
I've had no place to call my own
Or a place to stay for the night
My coat's been soaked with gasoline
And my fingers blurred in blood
And there was no hope or sanity
Till that woman came around
Till that woman came around
Till that woman came around

Well I've spotted her among the trees
Where the railroad line did end
Where the ghetto turned into something worse
And fire consumed the land
She's been walking there to her little house
On a little howling street
With her twirling eyes and a sizzling look
And her rushed impatient feet
Yeah her rushed impatient feet
Yeah her rushed impatient feet

So I followed her where the sickness ends
And her garden gate glows bright
Hear the withered trees respond my calls
As if their blues was still alive
So I've passed the gate, the inviting sight
And I crawled much closer where
Her soft white skin comes cracking through
The window's greasy glare
Through the window's greasy glare
Through the window's greasy glare

I knocked upon her shattered door
And an answer shortly came
Her footsteps came a-slapping through
The stairs all-black cascade
As she opened up and she looked at me
Said „don't I know you, way before”
Yeah I thought that she'd regret the day
When she opened up that door
When she opened up that door
When she opened up that door

I came right in and she kissed me long
Like a stranger known too well
Like a train you've missed so long ago
Like a vestibule to hell
And she brought me gin with her lust on top
And she sat me on her bed
And I've killed more love than you'll ever know
And I'm living in your head
And I'm living in your head
And I'm living in your head

And her teeth did bite into my neck
And her nails into my chest
While the ghetto burned like midnight bright
And her lust did never rest
See her ceilings all alit with death
See her room ablaze with lice
When I plugged her through as she said these words
C'mon in, my strange surprise
Yeah, c'mon in, my strange surprise
Yeah, c'mon in, my strange surprise

I felt a bliss run down my spine
And I couldn't help but see
Her body torn on all the sides
And her blood all over me
So I held her close and I moved inside
For just one go at the cut
And the razor shone and the whisky spilt
As I said my last goodbyes
As I said my last goodbyes
As I said my last goodbyes

Then I cleaned the blade and I left her there
In her sordid nuptial bed
And I went walking through some muddy street
On a Tuesday way ahead
Yeah, my coat's been soaked with gasoline
And my fingers blurred in blood
And there was no hope or sanity
Till that woman came around
Till that woman came around
Till that woman came around
Track Name: Black Queen
Black Queen

All senses are gone at the black queen's throne
They beg for death to come
All senses are gone at the black queen's throne
They beg for death at once

The circle of seasons
Has stopped all at once
And plants are all gone
She replaced them with guns
And nothing is sacred
For the masses around
Believe in fire
And fire will come

All senses are gone at the black queen's throne
They beg for death to come
All senses are gone at the black queen's throne
They beg for death at once

Treasure she gathered
And ravaged the sea
For all that she gathered
The mothers did weep
Dressed children in crimson
And blessed their heads
With curses of birth
The knowledge of death

All senses are gone at the black queen's throne
They beg for death to come
All senses are gone at the black queen's throne
They beg for death at once

Comforts she gathered
And turned them around
Crowned them with thorns
And then made them harsh
Roads she made twisted
And hearts she made sore
Set fire to villages
And made all love go

All senses are gone at the black queen's throne
They beg for death to come
All senses are gone at the black queen's throne
They beg for death at once

The wise and the old
And the strong and the young
All led to a battle
And then beaten down
Their corpses are rotting
Where vultures feast
She comes round again
The firestorm witch

All senses are gone at the black queen's throne
They beg for death to come
All senses are gone at the black queen's throne
They beg for death at once
Track Name: Waterfalls
Waterfalls

Some people walk on water
On others water walks
Some are like the ocean
And some like waterfalls
The crystal web is gleaming
Along the open sea
And no-one gives a listen
To tides returning free

I've not been here for ages
I've danced upon the air
And all the summers passing
Just proved me unaware
Some people walk on water
The water walks on me
Her lonely summer daughters
Something's gotta give

Some oceans are forgotten
Others barely breathe
I'm only like that water
I'm flowing ever free
And if you'd only listen
To tides returning soon
You'd see yourself a-walking
Beneath the golden moon
Track Name: Garden of Love, Garden of Death
Garden of Love, Garden of Death

Some are painted in the garden
Leaning on an angel's wing
Some are painted in the mirror
Winter voices in your spring

Some are restless in the garden
Bathe in fire, stone their path
Some are wistful, some are diving
In the ocean of consent

Easy highways cease excitement
Broken traveler's greedy hands
There's no vision he can conquer
There's no wisdom in his steps

Some are walking in the valley
Following the shaman's trail
Sunken poems suck peyote
Cacti rising through the day

Some are children of no worries
Some are broken, old and frail
Some are restless in the garden
Some in love, most in death