Full color zine printed on quality paper and hand folded at the Couch King Sofa Barn, with album cover and individual track art and song credits. Full set of "Tony Turn Around" stickers also included with purchase.
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6 Stickers total (1 Tony Turn Around sticker, 1 TMDS sticker, 1 taRka sticker, 1 Joerxworx sticker, and 1 Russ Sinfield sticker). Printed from the Couch King Sofa Barn on quality label paper and individually hand cut using an x-acto knife.
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about
Tony, Tony turn around, something's lost and must be found. Please help me find all my lost 4 track recording tapes.
Kimon on the Microphone features Kimon on beatbox with Conso 3 and the Couch King on rhymes. This song was recorded on 4 track in the original 429 Couch Corner lab in San Jose in 1997.
lyrics
Yo, check it out
Kimon is on the microphone
Who needs a drum set
Yea, he’s got his own
Man meets machine
Vocals they transform
Sounds process, transistors deform
Human made base and snare electrify
No need technology, cave painting is why
Prehistoric, Cenozoic instincts emerge
Habits of the past with presents they merge
Karma
Samsara
Fidelity to Dharma
I’ve been doing my yoga and I’ve been chanting my mantras
Following the path of knowledge and the path of devotion
I’ve even chosen the path of action so where’s my satisfaction
Cause I’ve come back as a tapeworm
Swimming in people blood
Splurging on intestines, testosterone is my drug
Strolling through the nervous system
T-cells give me a hug
Sleeping, keeping warm in fat tissue in which I dug
Taking dips in the kidneys, I call ‘em my jacuzzi
Flirting with an ovary, yea she’s such a floozie
Raving in the arteries the pulse hypnotizes
Surprises in the bloodstream from injections mesmerizes
Learning like a cannibal, devouring brain cells
Watching sperm meet egg, do I hear wedding bells
Devouring like a glutton
Stuck in the cast system
Damn I gotta find another religion
Punished for eating cows, maybe I’ll be a Muslim
But then I couldn’t eat pork, should I become a Christian
But without reincarnation, only one chance to get in heaven
Maybe I’ll be a Buddhist, it’s just about the same
Darn rules in religions, they’re driving me insane
Kimon on the beatbox
It’s a paradox
He locks his mouth
But
We got the orchestratic chat
We got sounds for the
Almighty
Golden doors are open, I see people knelling
Concentrating with their feeling is what’s beyond the ceiling
Taking a leap of faith through what is called free wheeling
Coming back as a salmon, swimming in the ocean
Reincarnate mind state, recycle, circle motions
Comin’ around, I be found
Beneath busy brooks
Swimmin’ around, I be found
Caught up in the nets
Of reality
Like Slick Rick
Running around with his Ballys
Beat box freeze
