Existence is a very deep game
It’s been around since the world began
It’s origins lie in the mists of time
There was life on earth
before there was man
All around the world
we are much the same
Only six degrees from each other
One thing I know
Is I’m not your mother
But there’s a good chance brother
I may be your brother
Or your lover
Well you can choose your friends
But you can’t choose family
And you could a lot worse
Than befriend a monkey
Hang out at the zoo
and talk zoology
But you better just hope
he’s got a short memory
Cos we haven’t always covered
Ourselves in glory
Being king of the beasts
Has been a gory story
Cos we’ve driven our cousins
Into extinction
Friend or foe alike
We’ve shown little distinction
Well Existence!
honey you better get hip
There was nothing before
And there’s nothing coming after it
Existence!
one thing I know
We’ve got nowhere else to go
Existence!
You better get a grip
There ain’t no God
And there ain’t no spaceship
Existence!
As far as we know
We’ve got nowhere else to go
But then I guess if we weren’t all
Natural born killers
Then I don’t suppose we’d still be standing
But what I do find a bit disconcerting
Is just how much
We still like to keep our hand in
But what if we sailed out of here
In a new Noah’s ark
Made our way back into the
Heart of darkness
Well they say each man
must serve one master
But Donald Trump is a fucking disaster
on an evolutionary scale..
Well Existence!
honey you better get hip
There was nothing before
And there’s nothing coming after it
Existence!
one thing I know
We’ve got nowhere else to go
Existence!
You better get a grip
There ain’t no God
And there ain’t no spaceship
Existence!
As far as we know
We’ve got nowhere else to go
So when the little green men
All come to town
Jump out of their spaceship
And they look around
They’ll find no trace of this current administration
Just the smoking ruins
of our un - civilisation
So thankyou very much and goodnight
I don’t really mean to be so rude
But now we’ve drunk all your wine
And eaten all your food
Will the last one leaving turn out the light?
So thankyou very much and goodnight
I don’t really mean to be so rude
But now we’ve drunk all your wine
And eaten all your food
Will the last one leaving turn out the light?
Existence hey!
You you better get hip
There was nothing before
and nothing’s coming after it
But Existence!
one thing I know
We’ve got nowhere else to go
Existence huh!
Well, what is it for
Just a big rehearsal
For the 3rd world war
Existence!
one thing I know
We’ve got nowhere else to go
"479" is a band formed by the owl Potoo (bass), the fox Valentino Arco (synth), a guy named Hall (noise and sweets) and this album's star Rogelia - a pink-haired girl on drums. You don't believe it? Well, me too, but legend has it. Call it "479", son of "thebeachmachine", Danny Playamaqui, Danny Perez, or whatever you want... it's excellent stuff - some of the most exciting electronica avantgarde on the planet. Sven B. Schreiber (sbs)
Ben Montero delivers an album full of multi-colored psych pop, with rich, layered harmonies & irresistible melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 11, 2018