Listen to and/or download Anecdata’s synthgrunge record Syzygy, released September 30.
Lyrics
Syzygy
syzygy
when the stars align, what do you expect to see?
syzygy
when my car crashes into yours, will you blame it on the moon?
syzygy
black holes and quasars, nothing’s written in the stars
syzygy
syzygy
blinded by the sun, love or trust no one
syzygy
if my fate intersects with love, will it destroy everyone?
syzygy
when the stars align, what do you expect to see?
syzygy
Believe in Anything
i like to know what’s what
if you connect the dots
you might just hit the spotbelieve in anything
believe in anything
i’ve got a tip for you
trust no one or the Q anonit might be JFK
FBI, pizzagate
take down the whole deep state
based on insane quatrainsbelieve in anything
believe in anything
i’ve got a tip for you
trust no one on the Q continuum
Planes Want to be In the Air
deep in the cambodian jungle you might find a plane
or buried in snow and ice, deep down south, antarctica
maybe it’s aliens? maybe it’s alias
fell into a black hole, electromagnetic burst
nothing you want will be the truth
all that you read will be excuses
nothing you want will be the truth
all that you read will be excuses
MH three, seventy, gullible
MH three, seventy, laughable
maybe it’s kim jong-un? maybe it’s vlad putin
turned in to seventeen, shot down over crimea
nothing you want will be the truth
all that you read will be excuses
nothing you want will be the truth
all that you read will be excuses
shall we blame the CIA, FBI, MAGA?
is it buried just by the wall made of ice, antarctica
MH370, gullible
MH370, laughable
Done With Compromise
though shalt not covet, though shalt not kill
but if you’re right-wing, do what you will
anything, anything, anything goes
when you are bankrupt and an asshole
never never never ever compromise
i’m done with compromise
never never never ever compromise
i’m done with compromise
there’s nothing i want more
than showing you the door
i bet you don’t want to make a move before you have control
Atavism
atavistic air
atavistic air
atavistic air
go back to where we have left behind
or die
atavistic air
we need to fear what we’ve left behind
or you die
and i die
we need to fear what we’ve left behind
atavistic air
atavistic air
we have nowhere to go if we fail
or you die
and i die
i have nowhere to go if i die
if i die
and you die
who will feed the beast?
it runs on our lies
we have nowhere to go when we die
but hell
The Gatekeeper
i’m stuck between the generations X & Y
i missed the boat on post-punk, caught up with post-grunge
it’s not the same
and now i have CDs I cannot sell
why must i be the first
to know we’re the last
to give our money to you
i love what you do, but it’s time to let through
and hear someone new
we’ve been uploading music since it came on plastic
did it for free on mp3.com
and limewire, kazaa, and napster and then youtube
You can’t keep me down, the talk of the town
one hand on the crown, it’s mine
i love what you do but it’s time to let through
and hear someone new
remember 2019? now in our 30s
sliding away and thinking of the day i will sell my guitar
why can’t i come in? I’ve not done much sin
i tried to read the good word
the contract i signed said i would be fine
nostradamus messed up
The Great Filter
it’s time to switch off gravity’s rules and watch the fun!and the humans will be done!and death will visit everyone
your fate is just a hit-and-run
technology’s a hired gun
the great filterif they teach AI to be nice, they won’t get anywhere
you’ve got to be mean to be nice, or you’re nowhereand the robots will have won!
the great filter’s metric tonne!
no more dirty astronauts!
in the cosmos melting potand death will visit everyone
your fate is just a hit-and-run
technology’s a hired gun
the great filter
Elsagate
skip through the pre-roll ad, spider-man, spider-man
what is this before me, spider-man, spider-man
a shotgun in his hand, pointed at elsaelsagate is what the world is
elsagate is what the world is nowwe’ve seen, we’ve seen too much
and been, way out of touch
we’ve seen too much of such and such
and been too much of a light touchwe’ve seen, we’ve seen too much
we’ve seen, we’ve seen too much
we’ve seen, we’ve seen too much
we’ve seen too much
we’ve seen too muchwe’ve seen, we’ve seen too much
we’ve seen, we’ve seen too much
we’ve seen too much
we’ve seen too muchfallen out of touch with what the children
say they want
they say they want
they say they want to watchtie elsa to the track, spider-man, spider-man
make anna smoke some crack, needle in her hand
Ms Inform
if you could see what others couldn’ta great awakening is what we need
our eyes are shut, our ears are shut, our mouths are butour minds are cut with LSDMAGA? ROFLa great awakening is what we need
our eyes are shut, our ears are shut, that’s allQ R S T U V X Y
there’s no place for a double-U
not extreme, enough for Qa great awakening is what we need
our eyes are shut, our ears are shut, our mouths are butour minds are cut, our brains are mushif you want to go to hell, that’s free
save a little place for you and me
i just need a second to kill you again
again
and properly
if you want to go to hell, that’s free
save a little place for you and me
i just need a second to kill you again
againthis time i won’t miss
Church
there’s room enough for you in my legacy
hand over whatever you earn to me it allit’s never enough for you
it’s never enough for the church
i need
the millions it costs to be me
i live through you
i need your moneyhope you brought another delectable
slice of pie, your mother’s inedible
though it didn’t stop me from eating your childrenit’s never enough for you
it’s never enough for the church
it’s never enough for you
it’s never enough for the church
it’s never enough for you
it’s never enough for the church
i need
the millions it costs to be me
i live through you
i need your money
It Was Me or Him
come Monday morning, I get the dreaded phone call
as I predicted, here it is via the daycare, here we go
and it was me or him, and it was me or him
one of us had to die, but I’ve had my vaccines
one week in iso, the three-year-old runs riot
a sleep from freedom, I get the dreaded T line
the prophecy foretold it would come via daycare, here we go
and it was me or him, and it was me or him
one of us had to die, and I’ve had my vaccines
could have been so bad, could have been the worst
he’s got nothing on the poxes
could have been so bad, could have been the worst
but I know that I am lucky, lucky
Erased
just met her and I have no memory
camera’s a mother to proof I know her
but i’m sure i don’ti live by the sword and autocorrect
i search for the word her name, incorrect
stories in the gutter are proof i know her
but i’m sure i don’tshe’s got a face i never looked at
she’s got a name, no doubt about that
but i cannot seem to recall the first thingi’m run of the bulls, don’t go anywhere
sarcastic as hell and i underwhelm
camera’s a mother to proof i know her
but i’m sure i don’t
Rocket Fuel
I don’t wanna be dumb
I don’t wanna be thick like you are
I don’t want be stupid, bark at the moon
but I need to be clued in
I need to know what makes your brain tick that way
I downloaded tiktok, sacrifice my brain
I’ll rot my brain on chardonnay the old-fashioned way
I need to know what makes your mind think that way
should I watch some TV broadcast on the waves?
I’ll rot my brain on marque vue the old-fashioned way
and it seems that I’m not, I’m not alone
I don’t wanna be dumb
I don’t wanna be thick like you are
I don’t want be stupid, bark at the moon
I need to know what makes your brain tick that way
I downloaded tiktok, marinate my brain
I’ll rot my mind on rocket fuel the old-fashioned way
No More Doomscrolling
i remember when i threatened to bomb old jong
i called him a friend, and then i told him my button was bigger
i wonder what they say about me now
i wonder what tributes they tweet me now
no more doomscrolling, witches are dead
i wonder what the mood is like without me
no more doomscrolling, witches are dead
i remember when i fired old what’s his name
told kpatz to quit, incited an insurrection
light treason
i wonder what they say about me now
i wonder what tributes they tweet me now
no more doomscrolling, witches are dead
i wonder what the mood is like without me
no more doomscrolling, witches are dead
no more doomscrolling, witches are dead
now it’s time for gleefreshing
na na na
Fake Nostalgia (bonus track)
first day of school, start of the struggle
when I was seven, moved to the wop-wops
living the farm life
I don’t know how I survived
moved to the city when I was eight
oh what a pity
had a first kiss, she was a bit older
both of our parents were single mothers
cut the fake nostalgia, yeah, yeah, yeah
cut the fake nostalgia, na na na
when I was 10, went to a new school
i was the youngest, they were the old-school
then I was 13, short as 11
and I was brainy
I don’t know how I survived
when I was 15, got my first girl
then she went and dumped me
went and got married, I don’t know who to
but he was not me
then they got divorced
cut the fake nostalgia, yeah, yeah, yeah
cut the fake nostalgia, na na na
cut the fake nostalgia
cut the fake nostalgia
cut the fake nostalgia
Still Not Evil Enough (2022 recording) (bonus track)
are we stuck and forever judith?
what to do, to win the back the middlecould it be, could it be you?
could it be, could it be me?
could it be, could it be, could it be, could it be,
couldn’t be me’cause you can’t win me over with
promises that i’ll be the leader
it takes more than that – i’m just not that evillook among your ranks and weep
you are stuck and forever whining
about the poor; like you, they don’t pay taxcould it be, could it be you?
could it be, could it be me?
could it be, could it be, could it be, could it be,
it couldn’t be mewe know one day you will be back
no, you can’t keep down good liars
what to do, to win the back the middlecould it be, could it be you?
could it be, could it be me?
could it be, could it be, could it be, could it be,
it couldn’t be mei’m not evil enough, OK?
