Tunnel to the Underground

     I am very happy to announce the inclusion of 3 Bedtime for Robots tracks on an epic compilation distributed by multiple labels worldwide. Tunnel to the Underground vol. 3 contains over 10 hours of free music for streaming or download. Over 70 artists have contributed music to this massive undertaking which features music culled from several underground genres including dark ambient, hardcore, avant garde, experimental, electronica, noise, punk, metal, glitch and God-knows-what else. The best thing about this comp is that the music is friggin' interesting and the recordings included are all pretty damn good. I have had my music on compilations before and often I am embarrassed by the crap among which my music gets lumped. That is certainly not the case with the Tunnel comp. Another awesome thing about this project is that it is not only free to listen, but it can be freely distributed by any label that is compelled to spread the good word of quality underground art. Click on the link and put on your headphones and be prepared to enter a world of music far removed from that of the major label shitheap that fuels the garbage on modern radio and television. Welcome to the underground...

TUNNEL TO THE UNDERGROUND VOL. 3 

3 selected poems

Another A for my collection

Another A for my collection

Arrowheads to pierce the hearts

Of academics

And assholes

An ace of spades

And an accolade

Alma mater toilet brush

Anatomy and arts

Cheap darts, arithmetic

Almost

An act of contrition

Apathetic Aggregation

Sheep in owl’s clothing

Applauding

Appalling, upstanding

Upholding Arsenic tradition

Anathema enema

Algebraic poisoning

Attaboy!

Attaboy!

Attaboy!

Applied for a Job

applied for a job

cleaning bloody utensils

animal meat and hair

“go home,” said the veterinarian

write yourself another song

maybe this one will be a hit

it wasn’t

applied for a job

cleaning peep-show booths

animal sweat and swill

“go home,” said the girl

sign yourself up for college

maybe you could be a doctor

i went

Like the Dove

I quit smoking weed

because it turned me

into a dove

I would sit and coo

all the live long day

in the safety of my cage.

I want to be a spider

or an ant

or a honeybee

striking fear

spinning webs and honeycombs

catacombs

delivering sweet nectar

and poisonous blows

inflicting pain. never caged.

Like the dove.

For now

I am the amoeba. the microbe.

a one-celled menace

a multi-celled furnace

exploding with mitochondria

lurking beneath the surface

a streptococci chain

burning from the inside

choking off

life.

Bedtime for Robots Discography 2001-2010: the analogue era

This summary is not available. Please click here to view the post.