Galerie Zru, by Zru Vogue

Galerie Zru

by Zru Vogue

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1.	En-Trance 00:55	info	buy track
2.	Statues 05:14	lyrics	buy track
Lyrics: Find the faces of the statues in the hall See them come to life and crawl Down the stairway to the pool beside the gym Slide in for a midnight swim See the skeletons in closets by the door Open your eyes and explore Won’t you please invite them over for some tea You know their hearts and minds are free Mona Lisa weeps beneath a moonlit sky Marcel Duchamp discovers why Some say it’s because she has a hot behind Her mustache has made her blind As the rooster eyes the axe upon the wall Ancient echoes distant call Easter Island heads are rolling on the floor Laughter rings forevermore Wait for me Look for me Stay with me Eternally Wait for me Look for me See though me Completely Wait for me (overseeing) Look for me (overhearing) Stay with me (overlooking) Eternally -- Lyrics ©1983 Andrew L. Jackson
3.	Intrigue 05:16	info	buy track
4.	Elvis's Ghost 03:29	lyrics	buy track
Lyrics: Sick old gentlemen’s plastic raincoats, Lined with the fur of the largest rabbit on earth. Whose ears once spoke the benediction, At Elizabeth the Second’s funereal pageant. The smell of wet hats. permeates The wax nostrils. of Elvis’s Ghost. Our Celestial Virgin, wipes her nose, On her long flowing white robe, And spits on the pavement, Where the sizzling saliva dances. Familiar Broken Bottles, Lay strewn, out of their heads. The Monuments and Statues, Ravaged by Gunfire, In the Sweet Temple of Jesus’s Ever-flowing Blood, Tangy and Fleshy. Although a bit soggy in the mouth, The rodents, drunk with fury, and religious intent, Bend forks with their minds. The smell of wet wafers, permeates the wax hat, of Elvis's Ghost Apollo's weak lips spread nasty rumors, about evil, immortal dabbling in occult nonsense. Empty of human heads and hands. The smell of wet hats. permeates the wax nostrils. of Elvis's Ghost. -- Lyrics ©1983 Andrew L. Jackson
5.	Shadows 04:36	info	buy track
6.	Looking For Something To Find 03:22	lyrics	buy track
Lyrics: You know the kind They drive around in their car And it doesn’t seem to matter how far Or how long the road will wind They’re just looking for something to find You know the type The grass is always greener there And it doesn’t seem to matter where They don’t want no ties that bind They’re just looking for something to find And they’ll know – what it is – when they see it If it’s free – what it is! – then they need it Down in the core They always want something more And it doesn’t seem to matter what for It doesn’t even cross their mind They’re just looking for something to find You know the type The grass is always greener there And it doesn’t seem to matter where They don’t want no ties that bind They’re still looking for something to find And they’ll know – what it is – when they see it If it’s free – there it is! – then they need it Then they need it – then they need it – then they need it -- Lyrics ©2008 Andrew L. Jackson
7.	The Clock Had Stopped 02:36	lyrics	buy track
"The clock had stopped at yesterday."
8.	Trouble-Up 01:50	lyrics	buy track
"Yeah! Yeah! Uh! Uh! Ah! Ah! Mm! Mmm! Yep! Yep!"
9.	Zeta One Ridiculi 03:51	info	buy track
10.	Meta-terrania 03:55	info	buy track
11.	Cosa Dici? 02:19	lyrics	buy track
Lyrics: Cuore di gomma, (heart of rubber) Voglio morire (I want to die) Ci sono delle mosche (there are flies...) Nel mio tapetto (...in my throw-rug) Siamo tutti formiche (we are all ants...) Sulla viale delle balie (...on the avenue of the wet-nurses) I pesci quadrati inutili (the unnecessary square fishes...) Vogliano essere empii (...want to be unholy) -- Lyrics ©1983 Rick Cuevas
12.	Things We Shouldn’t Do 03:04	lyrics	buy track
Lyrics: My friends, we are doing things That we shouldn’t do My friends, we are doing things That we shouldn’t do If we could go back to change things Would we do? If we could have another chance What would we do? Dear Diary, I’ve done things A man shouldn’t do But I can’t turn back I have to see this through -- Lyrics ©2010 Andrew L. Jackson
13.	Ashes 01:13	lyrics	buy track
Lyrics: Seeming luster Alabaster Eno, Cluster Faster, faster Unabashed Batting lashes Ashes, ashes All fall down Melancholy Feeling blue Human folly “How do you do?” Lovely crashes Sultry sashes Ashes, ashes All fall down -- Lyrics ©2010 Andrew L. Jackson
14.	Subliminalism 04:21	lyrics	buy track
Lyrics: Seek the sublime the subliminal minimal ism seek the sublime the subliminal minimal ism look under your pillow to find the rare gift take a figurative leap in a waking sleep go from something to nothing seek the sublime the subliminal minimal ism -- Lyrics ©2010 Andrew L. Jackson
15.	Il Sonnambulo 02:53	info	buy track
16.	Exit-stential 01:06	lyrics	buy track
"The clock had stopped at yesterday. Abandoned. We don't want to scare anybody. Back away from there, okay? We don’t want to scare your children. That’s the last thing we want to do. We don’t want to scare anybody."

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Galerie Zru is a virtual art experience, wherein each song is like an installation with its own internal logic, architecture, and biorhythm. Move aurally and conceptually from room to room and discover various and eccentric aspects of the Zru. Headphones are recommended!

credits

released October 1, 2010

Andrew L. Jackson: Vocals, acoustic and electric guitars, e-bow, synthesizers and keyboards, loops, manipulated field recordings and found sounds, sound sculpture, digital sampler, clarinet, beats
Rick Cuevas: Electric and acoustic guitars, e-bow guitars, electric piano, bass, keyboards, drum loops, vocals, computer voice and sample treatments

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Zru Vogue San Francisco, California

Official website of ZRU VOGUE. // 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