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about
A tribe of cynical, judgmental, and hyperactive folks are unable to elect a leader, which puts their collective on the brink of mental combustion. Then one day, in the distance, they witness a ceremony of pain and transcendence taking place, and are quick to become envious of this primitive form of self discovery. Naturally, they hope for the worst with the individual at hand, who must undergo his observers' scrutiny in order to become a figure of medicine. But when the individual survives the ritual of torment, he is praised by both tribes, and all want to feed off his glory. The acknowledgment and power is invigorating, yet he's saddened to realize that the praise won't last forever, despite the pain and strife he's endured for his accomplishment. Others are proud of him for the moment, but the emptiness of his own personal purpose is a far worse pain that inevitably awaits his confrontation.
lyrics
Lyrics:
Old gaping-gob, head ticks
Imploring seekers impound, surround
The stomach stirs when tainted tales erupt, blow up
Discharging such facetious... oh, mediations
Amongst these raging tides, upon the clearing
Natives summon a celebration
Keeping the embers lit
Keeping the peace afloat
Pull them to our bosom
For a creation of elation
Reaching for a distant shore, sea of clover
The closer to lust, the more he rusts
Dangling, frayed, and too late to delay
They pray and they prey
For robust and bold dismay
Surrender to the setting sun
As the dancing shell is hoisted up
Bones pierce the bark, in spite of our frothing fellows
Marry thine body with its bright crystal beads
Birthed upon their bronze provider
Shedding, they cascade down
To the parched domain of our departed ancestors
Heavy breaths, and a fatal swoon
Beneath the open hides, it gradually splits open wide
It leans with a faint, quarreled form
And red berries are ripped from their polluted tree,
While the holes are covered with a brand new plea
A healthy branch looms amongst the congregation
Sucking thumb, and looking into the sun
Sensing the mosaic disarray
While harvesting the short-lived praise they soon will have to face
credits
from Carousel (Part I),
released November 1, 2018
Scott Mitchell Gorski - Upright Bass, Voice
Lindsey Paige Miller - Cello
Songs, Lyrics, and Concept By Scott Mitchell Gorski
Cello Parts written by Lindsey Paige Miller
Recorded and Mixed by Greg Norman at Electrical Audio in Chicago, IL Mastered by Bob Weston at Chicago Mastering Service in Chicago, IL
Produced by Okapi
OKAPI is a duo which utilizes upright bass, cello, and voice through raw, intimate orchestrations driven by honesty and
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