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How Lonely Does It Get (in a World of Acid)

by A.J. Kaufmann

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1.
I wanna be a flower Live for myself I wanna catch the sun Straight in my face In my face I wanna calmly sit In the rays you lit for me Like a piper in the woods Who taught me how to live I wanna be a plant I don’t wanna fight Unless it’s fight for peace I don’t wanna pray I only wanna exist In this place
2.
Black dress moves in a Z-movie Sun is setting on the monster’s bride For love or money, in the red light shining Love potion number 99 Take what you want Take what you need Take what you must Leave this world with me Black dress moves in a Z-movie Drop out, she’s a fugitive slave Running round with her second hand losers A topless dancer from beyond the grave Black dress moves in a Z-movie As big as a battleship Poe would think “now this is really groovy” Werewolf eyes in my company Black dress moves in a Z-movie House of blood and the pit of fear Hands of fate and the creeping terror Astro-zombies of the stratosphere Black dress moves in a Z-movie I could watch you do this trick all the time Night is falling and the aliens are calling They eat your brain, that’s their favorite line
3.
Am Samstag kommt mein Freundin, wir gehen aus... Well I met a funky lady and she says she's my Fraulein And she sings about her make-up and the hours of vielleicht When the cosmic boom approaches she gets ready for the wave She says pick me up another lovely frequency of shade Cause in light I get so lonely and in darkness I dress up You can take off all those clothes now but later on you'll call it luck And then later we'll have dinner till you scream out of your shoes To a solar goddess glowing with a case of Tschüssblues She's as perfect as a sunbeam and a bluebird on the rise She goes beaming through the window like a ghost of foreign time And her precious skirt and stockings too expensive to approach Say I came her to adore you and I'll wake you up real close She says never mind the weather cause I'm calling from the sun If you want to I'll be naked in the rays of your electric gun But shoot it cool and quiet and precisely on the spot Or I'll waste you like a riot that came creeping with the rose and up and up And the cloud I climb says Achtung! das ist high wie Sommer hue I'm your Luna and your cat queen and a bit of das Tschüssblues Rolling like a thunder, sleeping like a star She's playing funky magic on the strings of my guitar But when sleeping she's as quiet as a cat beside the door When I aim she's getting busy at the only home she knows So we have eternal dinner till you fuck out of your shoes I will never rip you off your Tschüssblues That you painted on the moon She says phase me out, phase me out real good Phase me out or leave me, phase me out of your neighborhood Phase me out and leave me, oh phase me out real good She says phase me 'till you move the spoons Tschüssblues Ja, gern, und sag doch “du”, idiot!
4.
There's an orange kingdom waiting In your oceans of blue A bed of stars I've built on tears Especially for you Given names, a crying shame You can't remember me Yellow tears from frozen eyes Turn my seas to milk Johnny Teardrop takes the word Takes it to his gal She's no beauty to his streets She's just unusual You love her for your tiger's skin Devil's spiderwebs Man, you're round, like good old sun Stoned out of your breath Crazy airplanes in the sky Melting down to sleep If you're bored with her healing thoughts You can steal a line from me Cause I've written all my songs for her I've waited quite a time Orange kingdoms waiting for Diana and her kind So don't confuse perspectives, love I'm not of broken minds I'm just the title for older words Mythologies of crime Poseidon, Neptune bow their heads Diana and her kind Diana splits her seas again For wanderers in tribes Moons in Egypt slowly veil Her twenty-seven lies
5.
Grooving on the highway with the sun behind the wheel Portraits of my darling are the only thing that's real In such a tiny glimpse of time I must decide my fate Atom thinks and baby blinks, the view remains insane High rise utopia High school dreams and memories they just vanish in a haze I've no time to think too much in post-atomic blaze In such a tiny piece of love I must repair my car To escape this sunken nightmare, vanish into stars High rise utopia Sundown into mirrored clouds, I cannot see my home Vision disappears from me and leaves my bones alone For the vulture flying by to feast upon my eyes Concrete jungle growing fast to every man's surprise High rise utopia
6.
We live on a concrete globe Guarded by mind police Guarded by soul police There’s no basic human peace The sky has fallen gun-metal gray Heavy metal birds of prey Silent eyes send silent rays Smothering our dreary days Death of all mind Death of all soul Death of feelings Electric frost inside us all
7.
Imbiss 03:22
Don’t leisure me We’re on the same poor yacht Don’t measure me We’re sleeping on same knots Don’t imbiss me They never gonna come Don’t imbiss me We’re hatched in silver sun Don’t visit me We’re in the same test tube Don’t TV me We’re in the same snow cube Don’t imbiss me They’re never gonna eat Don’t imbiss me We’re not the food they need You see they went synthetic A longer while ago We’re in our anesthetic Symptoms of the world And I don’t think they’d like us After cracking the wall They need some raw meat, sister We’re of jelly and foam Don’t worry me I think I’ll taste just fine Don’t hurry me They read our tender minds Don’t miss me when We fall into the pan Don’t imbiss me We’re stuck in the can
8.
On I go down & down that road On I go down & down that road On I go down & down that road On I go down & down that road Velvet beam, walls of white Mellow cream, shot of light Empty streets, naked star Lucky hands, reach so far Moving slow, walking proud I don't cry, laughing loud Rats are in, cats are out Here we go, mind to die On I go down & down that road On I go down & down that road On I go down & down that road On I go down & down that road I am born, hate this world I escape to the void Where my gods wait for me Ancient skies, ecstasy Ancient cult, ritual Love is all & I am all You are all, I am all You must know, we are all On I go down & down that road On I go down & down that road On I go down & down that road On I go down & down that road We are one, we are sun Made of stars, burnt & done We are one, we are new We are death to life that should Love us all cause we are new You turned to me, I turned to you Rats are in, cats are out Here we go, mind to die
9.
Body on the beach I am not the one to preach Watch out who you teach Knowledge is out of reach Body on the beach Body falling nicely Body on the beach Forming seashells nicely Body on the beach I am not to blame Body on the beach Fume and stain Body on the beach You are out of reach I'm not the one to preach So watch out who you teach and what I'm all sand I'm your hand I'm all sand I'm your hand And I'm reaching out And I'm reaching out Body on the beach Storming out of reach now, now Somehow I am alert I know it I am alert so show it I am alert to body I am not somebody else Somebody else Somebody else Somebody else Somebody else
10.
Bird Talk 03:50
Buenas noches, pura vida Narcotica mind corrida You are victim of your light You are poison of the spine Buenas noches arte pura Fellow chica of the obscura You are corny in a sense That could kill your innocence Error cleaning vacuum spirit Threshold beauty, see what's in it You are prison of device Architecture and disguise I will love you without plan I will scan you with your friends Taken highways of delight Free from burning in the night Indu babe of foreign shores Raven singing evermore Poets quoting from the streets Prophets of their gazing feet Mi compadre of the lens Now's our lady's second chance For a life behind the blue And all the chances that she blew There's an answer to your gun Hiding in the blazing sun Running with the deeper love Drifting high on a cloudy glove Forests echo words of pride Demons dance and nocturnes ride For the howling yellow beast Multicolor beard of dreams

about

This album is inspired by Beat poetry and classic psychedelia... by Arthur Rimbaud, Leonard Cohen, Syd Barrett, and Jim Morrison, also Roky Erickson/Tommy Hall and Sky Sunlight Saxon. The most important inspiration however is Ed Wood, in the sense that you shouldn't let low or no budget ruin your wild imagination. The track "Black Dress Moves in a Z-Movie" is in fact dedicated to Ed Wood. Today we are blessed to be able to record at home in a nice quality, and we don't need a million dollars to record an album. In fact, no money is necessary at all after you buy all the instruments and modern tools of sonic assassination, and the basic ones aren't necessary expensive! So, you can create your own home studio and let your imagination do the rest of the work!

Speaking of creating the material for this LP, I have some memories of nice time spent at home with tea and coffee and cigarettes, writing and recording these tunes. Some were recorded in 2014, some in 2021, and everything else happened in between. Recording at home has its unbelievable pluses, one is the concentration, the other serene peace, and yet another the coziness of an imaginary fireplace, where you're close to your family and friends.

I am happy with how this album came out as poetic expression, rather than just music, and I hope your imagination is fueled nicely while listening to the LP. Maybe you can now create your own songs and poems, and publish them, and have fun, and enjoy life! I wish everyone a good creative time all the time while listening to and making music. We shouldn't be limited. Even the sky is not the limit, the limit begins beyond... just take good care of yourselves, astral travelers, and let the thought, which is the fastest thing in the universe, explore!

The album title references Leonard Cohen, and Hank Williams. It's really lonely here sometimes, but at least the music is loud. Or quiet, but it's here all the time... Enjoy!

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released January 16, 2022

A.J. Kaufmann - words, music, all instruments.
plus
Asia Zielecka - flute ("Bird Talk").

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A.J. Kaufmann Poznań, Poland

A.J. Kaufmann is a Polish psychedelic music artist, whose sound spans across genres including grunge, krautrock, space rock, and psychedelic rock. He is known for his heavy riffs, spaced-out soundscapes, and poetic lyrics. With a long and diverse discography, A.J. Kaufmann is a true pioneer of Polish psychedelic music, and his music continues to inspire and move listeners worldwide. ... more

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