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High Noon At Rainbow Nebula

from Brahe by Pandas

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She can sense all their movements before the well-tuned instruments. Disruptive orbits are her sixth sense. Solar winds waft all those rustlers’ scents. (Well-bred to defend) They’ve become an extension. (All these bland farmlands) Those tumultuous kittons, a means to an end. A quiet ranch on quiet plains towers arranged on the grounds. The quiet radar dishes await and are aimed through the clouds. Her quiet minks quietly sleep their minds diseased and linked to trounce. “The quiet hum of defense systems is my home,” she sighs aloud. (A plano-form flash at noon) Sirens erupt. Her mind erupts in a shriek that cuts through scalp and skull. She funnels their thoughts into compressed results of unimaginable bedlam. Those synapses burn from the friction. The primordial shouts and the taste of blood. He comes into view. As she duels, she delights in their assumptions. Axons all burst. Minds unravel and strive to comprehend all her beasts’ thirsts. Your best shot is not enough. Your best shot is way off. Your best shot is all you’ve got. There’s more out there because poacher’s season is always open. Is there more out there between the cosmic bodies? There is more out there, but will my ship ever come in? Well, until then. The quiet ranch on quiet plains ends the day safe and sound. The quiet radar dishes await and are aimed through the clouds. Her quiet minks quietly sleep. An exhausting release leaves the crowd. “The quiet hum of defense systems is still my home,” she sighs aloud. She says “I’m here until the end.” She says, “this fail-safe weapon is my only friend until there’s one else.” She says to herself. To herself.

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from Brahe, released August 24, 2011

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Some of us are now, Hot Shame: hotshame.bandcamp.com It’s like punk, but with more musicianship. Maybe it’s actually prog, but prog that never went to Berkeley. Then again,maybe it’s metal, but without all the spiky leather. Or perhaps it’s hardcore, but more Greg Ginn and less Jamey Jasta. ... more

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