Los Angeles trippy-trio, The Clippings drop supernova sound debris, Splendor & Misery to the merriment (or chagrin) of space invader interloper types the galaxy over. The results are varied and unexpectedly expected depending on who-dat you ask. I happen to be an accidental fan and because my chakras are aligned sequentially with the optics of my third eye I kinda sorta knew this was the shit long before it materialized into a groovy and downright physical manifestation. Peep the vid after the jump. And as always kiddos and weirdos alike, go forth and soultiply. Peace.
Oh, and apparently bunnies and one-eyes have taken noticed. The sewn-together images for the Carlos Lopez-Estrada visual embodiment of the track True Believer, has been short-listed for the “Best-est Dramatic Presentation (Short Form)” species of the Hugo Awards. Gasp here, por favor! Big DEAL-I-O!
Band: Clippings
Album: Splendor & Misery
Featured Track: True Believer
www.clppng.com
Gods
Flesh is hanging in sun
Purple sky and this war
Women shooting their guns
Men protecting their shores
Running red as these ships
Made for cargo and death
Is a taste on the lips
Kissing any ground left
To the sky with them all
Not a one left on land
Traded in for steel hauls
And they singing like:
True believer, I know when I’m goin’ home
True believer, I know when I’m goin’ home
True believer, I know when I’m goin’ home
I’ve been afraid
Three siblings happen to be gods
And they fight as siblings do
The world was only water then
The universe was fresh and new
Enefa poisned Bumba’s food
Once just to see what he would do
He vomited the sun which dried
The water leaving land and soon
After came Moon and stars and animal
And man of many hues
The white one in the image of
A sickly god would get his dues
True believer, I know when I’m goin’ home
True believer, I know when I’m goin’ home
True believer, I know when I’m goin’ home
I’ve been afraid to
Man walks Moon and he makes time come to a standstill
One gloved hand, diamonds are flickering like candles
This one slip, registered worlds away in vandals
Raised to find this race of beings that could handle
Time inside other bodies so they could sell it
The one thing in the universe no one held yet
Gifts in blood that had been shed as long as time had
Time and he are inseparable in his mind, sad
He must carry the burden of being the one
That time chose, situates him in front of the gun
Talk that talk, stay outta the head and become the best
When times stops, then for him finally there can be rest
True believer, I know when I’m goin’ home
True believer, I know when I’m goin’ home
True believer, I know when I’m goin’ home
I’ve been afraid to die
True believer, I know when I’m goin’ home
True believer, I know when I’m goin’ home
True believer, I know when I’m goin’ home
Pale gods told me to my face
O yes, Lord
The place I seek I never find
O yes, Lord
True believer, I know when we goin’ home
True believer, I know when we goin’ home
True believer, I know when we goin’ home
I’ve been afraid.
-clippings