Afterlife

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New recording of a Zru Vogue song first recorded in 1984 on multi-tracked cassette. Rick wrote and played all the music and Andy contributed the words and sang. On the 2010 recording, Andy also adds clarinet flourishes to the middle-eastern-themed track.

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The picture keeps on going. It never leaves the screen. I’m in and out of sequence, and I’m floating in-between. I look out of the window. I see the world gone mad. I take another picture and I paste it to the pad. I look up an acquaintance. A thousand years ago, we lived among the tundra in a tiny bungalow. A life of grey illusion. A life that’s crystal clear. A hundred lives between us, neither there or are we here. I sense a subtle movement, a stirring in the past. I watch the circles circle endlessly inside the glass. A passport through the limelight, into a world unknown. Like ice into the mirror melts into the ether zone. I walked a million pastures. I died a thousand deaths. I walked a hundred highways and I breathed the hidden breaths. I shape this glass impression against a waterfall. I felt the deaths infinite through the long enchanted hall.

I’m in the pocket of a doctor on a holiday cruise, and I would tell you all about it but it’s yesterday’s news. She be a rhinocratic woman in a red leather dress. She talking backwards in the dark where she come to confess. The priest is looking out the window where he’s shaking his head, because he thought he’d heard it all, he can’t believe what she said. I’m in the pocket of a doctor on a holiday cruise, and I would tell you all about it but it’s yesterday’s news.

I – said – the - picture keeps on going. It never leaves the screen. I’m in and out of sequence, and I’m floating in-between. I look out of the window. I see the world gone mad. I take another picture and I paste it to the pad. I look up an acquaintance. A thousand years ago, we lived among the tundra in a tiny bungalow. A life of grey illusion. A life that’s crystal clear. A hundred lives between us, neither there or are we here. I shape this glass impression against a waterfall. I felt the deaths infinite through the long enchanted hall. A passport through the limelight, into a world unknown. Like ice into the mirror melts into the ether zone. The picture keeps on going. It never leaves the screen. I’m in and out of sequence, and I float in-between.

credits

from Club Zru, released October 1, 2010
Rick Cuevas: Pitch-shifted electric guitars, bass, beats and loops
Andrew L. Jackson: Vocals and clarinet

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Zru Vogue San Francisco, California

Avant-Pop, Art-Funk, Surrealist Indie Rock from the San Francisco Bay Area. Zru Vogue's first single "Nakweda Dream" (1981) is an early post-punk classic. Band members Andrew Lawrence Jackson, Rick Cuevas, and Patrick Coyne continue to create inspired new music for postmoderns. ... more

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