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Cathode Ray

by kyōto-me

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1.
Blinking Hell 05:00
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All it is from now til the end Is screens. My eyes burn, and have large black rings like those on Saturn. And though I’ve always loved space, And God, The only time I can see the stars is at night, when I’m supposed to be sleeping. Yet, due to all the screens, that’s been difficult as of late. The amount of information I process within the span of 20 minutes is more than one human should receive in a lifetime. I blink. Then, again, I blink. And it hurts so much, And it burns so much, Because all I see are screens. Earnestly do I love analog warmth at four hundred and forty hertz. My retinas hungrily feed off static and cereal and the new ring pop flavours. RGB, CRT, all of it means all to me. You crave it. It’s a smart fit for a smart family. And I can escape from all my horrors with horror And I can escape from my parents with my virtual waifu I’m so good at twenty-five percent of hide and seek and seek and seek But I don’t get the other three quarters because I can never find [what it is that I seek] I sink into cascading whirlpools of grey crunchy fuzz And fit spastically with foam betwixt my teeth as I gnaw my arm to its copper wire I’m loving it I want to jack in and free myself from the flesh that binds to create my prison I’m loving it The new teen idol, did you see her? They swear she’s no passing phase I’m loving her And that bucket of grease became born-again Japanese and He’s loving it Did you know I’m utterly insane? I’m loving it I will fuck my TV tomorrow and enjoy shattered glass all over my cock
2.
Death Complex 05:27
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(I said) It’s starting to sound the same Zip it fuck kill and maim (And the) Victim’s always to blame That death complex fucked her brain You make promises you can’t keep (They said) she shouldn’t have left her drink See how the strong men weep (Not) everybody is a creep Tell Me what to do Cuz otherwise I’ll be crucified You’re so strong With your big man hands Could they choke me? Could they provoke me? I could walk the streets naked And its my fault if I get raped But who would want to fuck a man in a dress They should just kill me, for christ’s sake Love thy neighbor, or so they said Nobody knows what to do with me Stupid, ugly fucking tranny And your complex, your fantasy (I said) It’s starting to sound the same Zip it fuck kill and maim (And the) Victim’s always to blame That death complex fucked her brain She was stealthin’ or so they said, And so she’s really better off dead If you don’t give in to your fears They’ll realize you’re really a queer Nobody’s perfect It’s just boys being boys You’re so crass You’re so gross Stop singing Stop fucking singing Hike up your skirt a lot more I want to see your bulge You pathetic excuse for a woman You pathetic excuse for a man Oh come on, come on Your face’d look better caved in Come on, come on You could be my fuck-faced faggot Bitches are a dime a dozen Ain’t no harm to lose any one Can’t shoot your load anymore, pussy’s gone dry Gun’s a good replacement for a cock X Videos Viagra Teen Anal Fuck (She Cried!) Head full of lead orgasm’d from your glock (I said) It’s starting to sound the same Zip it fuck kill and maim (And the) Victim’s always to blame That death complex fucked her brain You make promises you can’t keep (They said) she shouldn’t have left her drink See how the strong men weep (Not) everybody is a creep (I said) It’s starting to sound the same Zip it fuck kill and maim (And the) Victim’s always to blame That death complex fucked her brain She was stealthin’ or so they said, And so she’s really better off dead If you don’t give in to your fears They’ll realize you’re really a queer It’s starting to sound the-- I said it’s Starting to sound the-- I said it’s Starting to sound the-- I said it’s Starting to sound the-- I said it’s Starting to sound the-- I said it’s Starting to sound the-- I said it’s Starting to sound the-- I said it’s
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Pink Metal 04:10
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Alloys bend; a brand new trend I’ll follow it, why not No harm no foul Eyes like an owl That shit hits hard and fast and They fucked like rabbits til noon and Their epitaph read “The jordans were fake” Suave and sexy he initiated a staring competition With the mirror as he fucked two hardbody broads And he loves women and believes in their rights As long as they can keep their shit tight I suck cock with my tongue in my cheek I provide a service and it pays by the week I provide a service and it’s paid by the weak And I’ll provide a service til my broken bed won’t creak Coat-hangers and Party tricks and Solo cups with Xans and cliques and Sorority girls just tryna get by Who love pink metal alloys Guy, I’d love to show you my condo some time But my epitaph reads I just ain’t money I just ain't money I scrubbed those floors every day of my life and I spit-shined spears in the moon-bathed pier and My knees gave out and I got no tips and The barbecue was a massive success, in the end In death may you find time to unwind after you’ve Scratched your fingers to bare bone slivers And your knees are shattered but you’ve a toothy grin So don’t get greedy or we’ll play dentist again, capiche, bitch? His limo puttered off and it was Hot-Pink Metal So far as I remember Carried a hot pink pussy and A cadillac tramp stamp So far as I remember but my Eyes were black and blue oh baby, I love you and you and you But that shit don’t hit no more No more no more! Mouth agape he vomits technicolour pills with scriptures and icons and Modern day golden bulls that are coated in a film of acidic lining I’d taste just for a day I’d taste just for an hour to taste What it’s like to be money, money, money, money Look at the lovely modern man kicking cans Down the street as if his broad had none He’s on some hopped up shit with a knick on his cheek From a fight he had because someone said he probably listened to queen And he ain’t no gay No sir he ain’t that way No sir he couldn’t ever be No sir that’d be much too weak, much too weak So our lovely modern man would walk down the street Providing we thought it a homosexual trait He’d remove his shoes and leave bare feet Thoughtless, thoughtful, chivalry death to be He provides a service and it pays by the week He provides a service with a secret he can’t keep He’ll provide a service til he becomes his dream freak Into the jaws of hell he’d walk with a big cock Thinks he’s really something, well endowed is well off In unaware bliss he’s won the life lottery by being born how he is, Minted family would never view him as a disappointment no matter how bad it gets And even if it gets that bad, they’ll be able to pay off all his life debts A shining star, of purest white A shining star in the blackest night Our hero boy who loves us all Except the ones who’re black as sin Weaving his own narrative, He’d have you believe he too has seen it Oppression of the greatest degree As a white gay man in society Marginalized, modern man The BBC’s backup plan The token love on your favorite soap The white-winged dove in a land of hope The cutest booty, the hottest bod His manhood called the longest rod He suffers still his parents’ thoughts Disillusioned fantasies Attention sought and utterly destroyed His brain would rot with nought to gain From all that realize he’s got no pain He’d change it all within a week To latch onto another trend, To follow round the river’s bend Until you reach a waterfall Where genetics can’t help at all
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Saturn Devouring His Tesla 03:19
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Spit shine spears in fear that a 2 bedroom condo might devour your dreams and Isn’t it funny how we look back and envy our parents who suffered and struggled and trudged through a 7 mile stretch of cocktailed snow and asphalt to return books to the library about how amazing Abe Lincoln really was but that’s alright oh that’s okay they kneel before the man and we follow in their footsteps Like melted seran-wrap I saw their faces contorted and compressed And despite the love they had for Prada, they were all incredibly well-dressed Though underneath the eggshell exterior I could smell a grimey musk That informed me they most certainly work hard every day from dawn ‘til dusk Like a piggy bank we cut him open and coins and currencies spill on the floor And one look in his eyes tells me he fears more how he’ll be poor Sovereign and well-endowed he’ll always find his platform heel’d footing when the Rug is pulled from under him like a knife in the gut of pale-white skin EAT THE FUCKING RICH KILL THE FUCKING RICH EAT THE FUCKING RICH KILL THE FUCKING RICH Left to his own childish devices did he sit in his shitted britches With nothing more than the coat on his back after he’d gone and burned all his fucking bridges And I’ll tell you what it’s such a shame to let him go to waste like that but It’ll all work out in the end, no doubt, though I’m concerned about the walls all black Aside from the stains that acne’d the walls in vermilion spits up to twelve feet tall And when you asked his friends about suicide they said he’d never truly had the gall The constant jokes about the matter were in poor taste after he’d gone tattered and They say you can’t teach an old dog new tricks so we’d best not pity the miserable bastard Aforementioned hard workers kill time with idle plots on How best to pair their ties while consuming greyed blood clots Well-groomed is their hair like the kids they like to fuck with all their power and manipulated luck But it wasn’t in Time, or Life, or People so, I don’t really care, it doesn’t bother me We’ve heard it before, again and again it’s all just bullshit conspiracies EAT THE FUCKING RICH (Please sir, I want some more) KILL THE FUCKING RICH EAT THE FUCKING RICH (Please sir, I want some more) KILL THE FUCKING RICH EAT THE FUCKING RICH (Please sir, I want some more) KILL THE FUCKING RICH EAT THE FUCKING RICH (Please sir, I want some more) KILL THE FUCKING RICH
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死亡希望 04:19
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私の希望は 死ぬって、それだけ さよなら世界 もう行くからね 時間はないし みんな嫌いだし なんでもない なんでもないよ ごめんとか言わないで おねがいすれば 迎えに来て それでおしまい なにも言わないで 言うことなんてないし ごめんとか言わないで すぐ楽になりたくて 淀みの中 知ってることは 逃げ出し方と それからのこと 私のことが 私は大嫌いだから さよなら世界 もう行くからね
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Adam Kuom 06:00
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When I can’t sleep all I think is To write for you Can’t stay my hand from a pen Reflexes true Dream girl enters the scene with half a mind To be mine Yr loving tender kiss serves as my fix To be kind I’d plant my seed Upon your land To grow our kin Tilled by wedding bands I’d plant them all, My fifty kisses Upon your body Upon your land From the first day You saw me play Wild flowers Would bloom again I dig yr style, I loved your fits And now you’re mine, More than “with benefits” Tell ourselves it’s all worth it just for The story to tell As if we need an excuse to wait to Hear the wedding bells Feel it fate but would that discredit Coincidence The beauty unknowing We swim in our lake of conscious love I’d plant my seed Upon your land If you’d ask me to My darling moo Hand in hand, Grave by grave, Tree in tree, You and me. All I write Is now for you Virus enby Infects my love Not that I mind, It’s all my truth Of how I love I love you Memories in my journal, filled with thoughts of you Oblong portraits, liner notes and a prayer or two Unannounced you started to slowly rot my mind in a most endearing way Knockout lover still turns my head over my heels every day Love to love You feel so good You feel so right I’m understood You’d share my cross You’d stay with me You’re all I want You’re still here Beauty sifts Betwixt my hands As I caress Your fluffy hair I want to hold And to be held And utilize Nature’s pillows
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Shoe 03:42
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Such a beautiful song that you sing with Lyrics that are so, so true Oi listen and that and something has to change And I bet you’ll chew on that dirty little shoe Talented goddess sings for all to hear All the information funnelled into yr ear All reasoning abandoned upon your entering the home All will bow down to the ruler of the songwriting throne Authoritarian style of music making Means all expression lost I can’t stand another second of the Idiotic ukulele boss Tear my ears out Rip my drums from my skull I can’t take it anymore Oi listen and make a change again Tell me a message Give me a message Tell me a message Give me a message Because the fucking tranceiver says nothing You know fuckall and you’re powerless You and your pompous cowardice Between lines lies the grand canyon of ethics And I know all that I know I am I have no pronouns oh boohoo me Hahaha, hohoho, you’re so smart You’re a genius, you’re a genius Go fuck yourself (Your Name Here)
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Witches' Sabbath 05:37
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Guts like pasta Just hangin’ out Gore’d Cored like an apple Stuck like a pig Scarecrow crucifix Eyes like flowers Droppin’ by at the good ol’ Skin-n-scalp We’ll all smile and nod We’ll all smile and nod We’ll all smile and nod And wave you on by Corroded grin Corner-store din Somewhat well-spoken Chanting Speaking, spanking Weakling wanking Cranking Sporadic rosebud We’ll all smile and nod We’ll all smile and nod We’ll all smile and nod And wave you on by We’ll all smile and nod We’ll all thank our God We’ll all thank Saturn And wave you on by
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One More Final 08:26
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A new war path sits below my feet The mud squelches under my knee-high boots You know the kind of shit-hot games we play My steel-toe stilettos scabbarded in yr eye-sockets Ultraviolet scans reveal ultra-violent stains And we fuck in the shadows around yesterday’s triumph Moonbathing pedestrians are hit-and-run fodder 2x2 tombstone down by the valley’s shopping mall Insignificance is the new black Clad in brands you’re a walking advertisement Wipe the shit off my ass with a Louis Vuitton quilt Eventually in social circles I’ll hear ‘em namedrop me Incessant chiming of bells and general din It’s all a bunch of nothings and meaningless conversation They call me the anti-socialite When I hit up the party with a Tec-9 This party is a disco bloodbath This party is a disco bloodbath It’s not yet but it will be Just give me another minute or three This party is a disco bloodbath Special K and tiddypillz This party is a disco bloodbath Watch me move to eviscerate caps I disgust those within a 20-foot radius My smell wafts right into the coke-stained nose I’m just so gross for riding the subway That birthday party was a massacre They all sit and smile and suave-wave And take turns pulling out their manly circumcised cards Uniform colour and size and design Yet I’d never be satisfied with mine You’re hungry, you’re hungry, you’re so fucking hungry You consume all that we give you in our digest The coroner’s report said he was stuffed like a thanksgiving turkey With a foie gras diet of Gachapon collectibles If there was hope, it must lie in the proles And all the maggots are born out of dying foals A deep incision from your sternum to your gut Lobotomized you’ll watch your life play out uncut So desperate for a grasp at rich reality You’d show it all put on display for the world to see Eagle spread as the poor-born whore Why’d you go and share your talent for? Making a something out of your nothing life Conjugating ouroboros stickin yr pussy with a knife This is what we’ve come to and this is where it ends Sanctity of love affairs fodder for the rend Not a one not a thing known to those above The next paparazzi party where the hand won’t fit the glove Never caught or accountable as long as your cash is in check Unless you take the mask off and show the world the fact that you’re a nervous wreck As are we all But this is your fall From grace
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I Need You 12:33
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It wasn’t the stains on the sheets, It was the stains on my mind, I still feel him on me I have to get him off of me He rotted my escape And now I’ve got nowhere to run And I’m so scared of facing any of it again There’s an ache in my heart where beauty used to be Something I loved ripped from my hands The most divine feelings now scorned Because if we didn’t it felt wrong to him He robbed my enjoyment He stole happiness and simple pleasure He’s a thieving bastard and left me with naught but a mental crucifix And I can’t find any fix I can’t feel loved I can’t trust doves There is no olive branch I just can’t do it I need you To tell me that it was all nothing I need you To validate all my fears of yesterday I need you To comfort me and keep me away from this perilous void I need you To talk me out of all my fantasies I try to work and my stomach hurts I’ve got a dull ache in my pit I always feel I’m gonna be sick Or collapse from the weight he passed on to me I hear that word and the wound reopens And the blood flows out and everybody stares And there I am on the floor writhing in pain again Panicking because he’s still here Even though he haven’t been for years now I feel myself a woundless victim And nobody can understand just what it is that eats away I’m left like this, hopeless, unemployed Because I can’t face day-to-day regularly after him My world ruptures and splits apart The scattered shards have jagged edges and cut at my skin I’m bulimic from disgust with what I’ve done And what he’s done to me I need you To tell me that it was all nothing I need you To validate all my fears of yesterday I need you To comfort me and keep me away from this perilous void I need you To talk me out of all my fantasies I need you To take me into your arms and reignite passion I need you To portray what love really is and was always meant to be I need you To love me til my cheeks are rosed I need you To help me reclaim my sexuality I need you Because there couldn’t be anyone else I need you To show me proper conflict resolve I need you Because you prove there’s still hope in this desolate world I need you To disagree with all of my philosophies I need you To prove that I am worthy of your love I need you To baptise my bruised body with your kisses I need you I need you I need you I need you

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kyōto-me presents: Cathode Ray, our 3rd studio album.

This album is entirely a reaction to the hell that is currently the world in which we live. A reflection of our frustration, fear and resentment towards the tyranny found within the populous. We, as likely many others do, wonder what's next for humanity, and suppose sooner or later we'll all see. You'll also hear that reflected by the glimmers of hope throughout the record. On a personal note, there's been influences of newfound love, catharsis and recovery within Evangeline's personal life affecting the outcome of the record as well - not to mention this is a homecoming, post-graduation release too. As always, thanks for listening, and we hope you enjoy.

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released June 18, 2022

all instrumentation performed and all production by kyōto-me

additional thanks to Shin Kajiyama for helping with lyrics on track 5, 死亡希望.
additional thanks to Bailey Rogers for studio engineering on tracks 1, 2, 4 and 9.
additional thanks to Niall Thomas for helping to inform and shape the production of the record.

Special Thanks: Niall Thomas, Bailey Rogers, McLean Glover, Shin Kajiyama, Trent (The love of Alexis' life), Hiroyuki Watanabe, Bradley Dan, Kevin & Jennifer Bishop, Oliver Walsh, Daniel Watson, Nick Ward, Matthew Callaway, Lydia Crowe, Sewer Corte, Maiko & Shunji Irokawa, Lucio Fulci, Hideaki Anno, Søren Kierkegaard, Greta Thunberg, and our listeners.

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kyōto-me is a collaborative project between multi-instrumentalists Alexis Bishop and Evangeline Shadden. Formed in the spring of 2018, kyōto-me have been working together to produce tracks based around genres such as Noise, Experimental Rock and Shoegaze. ... more

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