Curmudgeon EP

by Curmudgeon

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self-titled EP, split released by To Live A Lie Records and Bullshit Propaganda Records.

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released 18 May 2012

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Track Name: 32411
one single bullet from one selfish asshole. no regard for human life just a product of our culture of violence. culture of shit. mortality is an illusion until reality comes crashing into our culture of violence. culture of shit. images of atrocities have blinded our eyes.
Track Name: Infallible
not beaten into submission but silenced from the start, our history written before it’s been told. born from dirt, born from man, worth and role are clearly planned. never equal, always less, held down and owned. terrified of irrelevance. your he-man in the sky was created in your image. shackled by his words divine shit spreads like divine cancer.
Track Name: Expel
from the back of the room, pushed out the door. reluctantly gifted an inch, no more. are we really surprised after being told that we do not belong? our femininity is wrong. no history, no home. never, ever shown how to stand on our own. where are my role models?
Track Name: Rehashed
self-congratulatory dances. self-adulatory stances. true advances are not “scene” and real progress remains to be seen when our biggest issues are in our own basements - not even in our own backyards. insular punk politics are enough to sate our desires for real action.
Track Name: Dysmorphic
distorted, disorder. our politics are not a shield and our feminism sometimes means we won’t reveal all of our demons (and all of our shame). too afraid to give them names. knowing a problem’s cause doesn’t mean it won’t take root. every seed planted holds the potential to bear fruit. spend 27 years building a box for me and I will eventually try to fit within. shrinking, folding, cutting myself down to the right size.