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Automaticity

by J. Robbins

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Automaticity 03:10
All of the I Love Yous in the world Precious as a string of plastic pearls Bedazzling the landfill of your pure intentions You’re all set to blow your cover Will you bet your life? Automatic pilot, rest your eyes Slapstick tightrope sleepwalkers survive Kiss automaticity goodbye, it’s no protection You don’t get to do this over You don’t get more time Your words are meaningless if you never put aside your disguise Typing “save me” into a browser window won’t make it alright So lifelike when you take your place and say what you’re expected to say In half-light anyway Some half-baked half-awake embrace waiting for the end of the day Or for a slap in the face You don’t get to do this over Will you bet your life? And when I opened my eyes Unconscious in overdrive I saw your face in the light, oh
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Greed and grievance, reptile brain Grafted to a rotting frame A swiz by any other name Doctrine of a dead-eyed god Reward and punish, pride and shame Winners learn to work the game Losers born to take the blame For the judgement of a dead-eyed god Whose blessing is a hole that hides you Whose mercy blinds you Alabaster idol, violence and fear confine you So white and cold To the mold where they made you In the image of a dead-eyed god Boys, so proud to make the most Of your abusive father’s ghost With dreams of knife-fight sacrifice To feed a dead-eyed god Who populates, ex nihilo, this nihilistic rodeo With wolves and sheep, the weak and bold Bled white for your dead-eyed god Whose blessing is a hole that hides you Whose mercy blinds you Alabaster idol, violence and fear confine you So white and cold To the mold where they made you In the image of a dead-eyed god

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released March 5, 2021

J. Robbins guitar, voice, etc
Brooks Harlan bass guitar
Darren Zentek drums
Recorded and mixed at home and at the Magpie Cage, Baltimore MD, at the end of January 2021
with the invaluable assistance of Matthew Redenbo
Mastered by Dan Coutant at Sun Room Audio
Photographs by Janet Morgan

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J. Robbins Baltimore, Maryland

J. Robbins has been the singer/guitarist and principal songwriter in several DC-and-Baltimore-area post-punk rock bands since the late 1980s, most notably Jawbox, Burning Airlines, and Channels. He is also owner and operator of the Magpie Cage recording studio in Baltimore MD.
T-shirts and other J. Robbins-related merch are available at www.shirtkiller.com/jrobbins

Photo by Shane Gardner
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