WHAT'S JOOD?

by CAL FISH

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    tape is jood.

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about

Available on a limited quantity of unique cassettes and cds.

All tracks recorded on a fostex 280 and tascam portastudio (except "i found this on the side of the road") over the course of 1 year.

partially recorded over a cassette copy of Linda Thompson's "Dreams Fly Away," instigated by the discovery of the corruptible commodity and the cultural potential of recombination in music as well as deadness.
You should read Benjamin Piekut's "Deadness: Technologies of the Intermundane." It's easy to find online.

I don't know Linda but our musical expressions are now magnetically intertwined because that's how multitrack tape technology and the cultural commodity work.

recorded in dorms at Bard College and in my bedroom and basement on Long Island.

credits

released June 9, 2015

Thanks Linda and the dudes at Tubecats for giving me her tape
y turnip king
y aaron plassman for coining the term "jood"

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IF "I" WAS A "THING" AND COULD WANT SOMETHING, I WOULD WANT TO BE IN A "PLACE"
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Track Name: DECOMBER 13'
I don't know why I grip the words/worlds my life holds on to
is there living for learning to be greedy?
or filled with machine contrived thoughts and real foreign feelings?

and I couldn't stand by someone saying
that this is the mind that I m wanting
so where's life without endless wanting?
is it the mind or the world that seems haunting?
reminiscing on reminiscent dreams…

I know that all the times I'm right I'm also mistaken
and I'm not quite sure what's been given or been taken
but how can you walk around and say "ooh that's the right way"
without thinking about the choices you've been making?

and I couldn't stand by someone saying that this is the mind that I am wanting,
so where's life without endless wanting?
is it the mind or the world that seems haunting?
reminiscing reminiscent dreams bleeding into any kind of morning
Track Name: May Tree, 2000 for teen
remember

below there's no need to rush anymore

parasites divinely slip through

with fall sense diluting your core

remember

below there's no need to rush anymore

parasites divinely slip through

with false dreams diluting your source


too much tv is on our walls

what's on our walls becomes our minds
Track Name: I don't know
…..

Well I'm not nobody's thingy
but I want to be smiling

why do I wanna be everyone's thingy
do I want us to be crying?

I don't know what you were thinking

but when you're the same as I am
I want us to both just be singing
when we're not busy smiling all the time

temporal disjunction and media's suction to function in the world creates the world

de-spatialization and memory deterioration in world
create the world
then you be the world

And we are separated when the fog is clear in our house of mirrors

cleared and finally I can see that it has always only just been me
Track Name: SELFOWN
does your cell phone own your self?
does your self own your self?
does your selfown own your self?

in trying not to feel alone
we're spending way to much time on the phone

If both of us could just speak up
or if one of us just hang up
we wouldn't have to keep saying "what?"

we've become rectangle worshiping drones!
please put down your phones!
please put down your phones
please put down your phones!
does your cellphone own your self?
does your self own your self?
does your selfown own your self?
does your self own yourself?
Track Name: I found this on the side of the road
All these decisions decisions,
all these decisions for making,
but we're all too busy taking,,,

because we think there's things to get,
but what we don't get is that there's nothing left to find,
cause we don't know our minds and so we're blind,,,

and you would act on me,
before you could learn to see if you got a dime
to distract you from your mind,
and with a fools gold life you'll linger contently in a mote,
because the last thing you want to know is that you don't,
I'll try to help you see but I won't,,
because i don't know what's happening either
I don't know what's going on either,
I dont know whats happening either
Track Name: Yemily Geet
i hope that all can learn from my sorry emily
I wish I knew back then what was goodies
without an overwhelming connect I sought ignorance
and I know now what could never make sense is blind separation

and though it's not completely my fault
I wish I could've seen through some of society's walls in the beginning

It's weird how new york's not still california
and if I could go back I'd be there for ya

I wish I never watched tv with you
or thought I knew how we were supposed to act

I don't know if you still stare at grass in your backyard
but next year I know you'll keep making your art

and I'm sure we'll see each other in new paltz
and pretend to heal ourselves on night walks

there's sleeping softness in your beak
I hope your old wings break through your new shell when you sleep and dream
it's weird how you moved here and how we all live
I can't tell if we've burned the blanket
Track Name: Cookie Cutter Hand Grenades
Rows of royal robots feeding fools

consumer culture's killing you

round them up push them into their schools

dillute their will until it's you making dirty money in material pools

superficial fucking lives


IS this impulse really mine


was it written for a mind

that could spend some cash to earn a grin

put wasted time in just to win

delapidated from an early age by cookie cutter hand grenades

and please don't go on that train
Track Name: 9th Grade Geometry and Occupy Wall Street
pristine-po-paladine you'll assume my language
a society of assumption and who taught you such cruel things
well everything is funny
so it can be okay
and the things that are lovely just seem to slip away

with these vibrations in our pockets
there's a ringtone in my brain
there's a man on the subway with a daughter miles away
and he's screaming and bleeding from his privileged
spitting blood into his chalice and then pouring it out

on the people in the park
he's painted our clothes with a pale shade of grey that has smothered our rose
but I still feel a ruby, deep beneath a sea
and our soles are getting bigger soon they'll be up above the trees