Blaster The Rocketman / Destroy Nate Allen

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The Blood Pooling in His Palm Held Out to You (He Says) 'You Cannot Expect to Pay a Real Debt with the Currency of Sleep.' Talented Talon Taps Your Shoulder, You Look Over Just in Time to See the Great Black Beak and Surmise It's Stabbing At Your Eyes! Bleak Plumage and Pinions Flapping in Your Face, Muffling Your Cries (for Murder Must Advertise) Ontologically Haunted! Ravenous Ravens Blocking the Playgrounds and Blacking the Skies in Disguise Ontologically Haunted! (But) Who’s Afraid of the Big Bad Polter-Zeitgeist Behind Group Mind? Existentially Hunted! D-D-D-Detective of Nightmares! Detective of Dreams! When Reality Tears, All is Not as it Seems… When the Fall Starts to Pull You Toward the Call of Cthulhu You Know What You Gotta Do, You Gotta Retort! With that Luminous Numinous Pistol Report! (I Recoiled in the Coils of the Spirit of the Age) When it All Starts to Lull You Toward the Call of Cthulhu You Can Feel it Slither Hither in You, That Polter-Zeitgeist Over Your Shoulder, Its Claws Sunk into Your Psyche, that Great Sucking Succubus Mothers and Smothers us Yeah, those Infernal, Maternal Suckers on that Succubus Suck Up and Sucker Us Every Time! (You Know What They Say: 'The Leech Has Two Daughters – Give and Give!') Inky Idea-Incubus All Hooked On Your flesh I Said the Inky Idea-Incubus Injected Infection Inside Us! But the Voice of the Other, Love’s Whispered Bang in Your Blood, Leaves Harpooned Fiends Festooned in Gore As the Smoke Curls Up from the Blood-Strewn Floor Detective of Dreams! Detective of Nightmares! The Unexpected Screams, You Descend the Cellar Stairs… Is it a Troubling Ghost or Drowned Corpse? Though Your Eyes Never Meet, the Terrible Paraclete Is Breathing Up Your Spine, Enfolding You Oh, the Terrible Paraclete Slips into You through these Were-Words That Raise the Hairs On Your Neck with Whispers of Love Proven Redly The Blood Pooling in His palm, Held Out to You… The End. (With acknowledgment and all due respect to: H. P. Lovecraft, Dorothy Sayers, Raymond Chandler, Alfred Hitchcock, Gene Wolfe, China Mieville, and Dallas Willard.)
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The Prequel: Striding into the Bleeding Red Dwarf Sunset, Two Strange Figures Converse: the One Tall, Tough, and Rangy, Stetson-Crowned and Duster-Clad and Spur-Boot Shod and Six-Gun Fixed, Betimes Glinting Fire On Metal with a Nod or Gesture; the Other Dark, Dire, Huge and Hairy, Loping in a Lupine Gait Yet Curiously Erect, and Despite His Fearful Bulk, Glimmering, Wraith-like… A Meta-Galactic Dialogue Between Auto-Sapiens and Lycanthrophantom, Followed By a Thrilling Action Sequence and Tragi-Comic Twist: I, LYCANTHROPHANTOM! AH, AUTO-SAPIENS! Auto-Sapiens: ‘My Maker is the Corporation You Order Your Automatons from Can you Buy a Bios? An Ikon of the Theos?’ ‘Seems Like Every Body in this No Account Spaceport Hosts a Ghost Behind the Face, Except for Me and My Sort’ (Sighed the Cyber-Ikon from His Apparition-Aperture) Lycanthrophantom: ‘I Howl to You from Beyond the Veil – You Pale, My Brother in Half-Humanity I’m the Spectral Wolf-Man, You’re the Haunted Man-Bot, You Fear to See’ I, LYCANTHROPHANTOM! AH, AUTO-SAPIENS! Auto-Sapiens: ‘Am I Sentient? Am I Meant? From Whence is the Spirit Sent?’ Every Laser Pistol in the Place is Drawn Out the Holster of Every Johnny Outlaw, Mick Mercenary and Charlie Marshal In this Hellhole Hull -The Many-Coloured Blasts Flame Out And Muttering in his Circuitry, He Adds His Fire to the Fray But in His Reverie Time Seems to Freeze As He Falls to His Knees… Auto-Sapiens: ‘If I Can Die, Can I Live?’ Lycanthrophantom: ‘It May Have Occurred to You That I Too Was a Cursed Cur On a Dark Dog Star’ Auto-Sapiens: ‘What Farthest Shores are You From? Are You Ever Going Home?’ Lycanthrophantom: ‘Anything Could Happen, Son It Could Go On Forever… Just Jump Off the Cliff’ (He Jumps Off…) Real-time Action Recommences: Shoot-out! Shoot-out! Shoot-out! Shoot-out! Shoot-out! Shoot-out! Do You Feel My Soul Blasting Out? The Wires and Veins are Bursting! Sparks and Blood are Spraying On All of Us! The Metal Under the Skin is Glowing And the Bone Under the Metal Showing Are We Meeting with the Maker in All this Bloody Blur? Are We Meeting with the Maker in All this Bloody Blur? Are We Meeting with the Maker in All this Bloody Blur? Auto-Sapiens’ Dying Words: ‘FIRE!’ [See Blaise Pascal’s Memorial]
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We talk occasionally on the internet (x3) 
But the real time spent is not easy to forget 
Once upon a time I met a real live friend And in real time life did our friendship begin 
We had some great adventures and we told a lot of tales We made a lot of memories before we set sail 
 We talk occasionally on the internet (x3) But the real time spent is not easy to forget
 
Sometimes I wanna call but I don't pick up the phone Don't want to admit insecurity has grown Do you remember and do you care? I know that you would if I was still there We talk occasionally on the internet (x3) But the real time spent is not easy to forget
 
A few years later I saw her again And though much had changed well we were still friends 
 We talked about our lives and she talked about her kids 
 And we talked about the places that we now live We talk occasionally on the internet (x3) But the real time spent is not easy to forget
4.
Boobie Bar 01:37
Don't go down to the boobie bar 
If you want a real relationship you won't get far Don't go to that boobie bar (x2)
 Some women think it’s feminist liberation but I think it’s cause for hesitation Titillation! Manipulation! You're not being loved for who you are 
 
Don't go down to the boobie bar If you want a real relationship you won't get far Don't go to that boobie bar (x2)

 As a man it's time that I take a stand yes this is a line drawn in the sand Give women respect and dignity they’re more than something for us to see Don't go down to the boobie bar If you want a real relationship you won't get far Don't go to that boobie bar (x2)
5.
I just burnt my dinner cause I had to write a song 
My new ideas keep moving in and I can't stay quiet long See I’ve got more ideas than my money can afford Still I’d buy all your time, if you would listen more

 Who takes all our time? Nate-O-Bot!
 Distracted Nate-O-Bot takes all the time we’ve got (x2) She wanted me to print a zine but truth is I forgot Distractions took over and all the time was lost 
I tried to save the world, instead I wrote a song There’s things I’ve got to do that I’m not working on
 
Distracted Nate-O-Bot takes all the time we’ve got (x2)
 There’s lessons we have learned that we’d like to impart There’s jobs to do together, projects to do apart 
So I'm learning to make lots of lists and use some self-control 
We’re learning to draw boundaries and of our time take hold Distracted Nate-O-Bot takes all the time we’ve got (x2)


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I discovered Blaster The Rocket Man in 1999. Their album The Monster Who Ate Jesus was and still is one of the greatest sci-fi, punk, whatever album's I've heard. Shortly after the record came out Blaster broke up. 

Flash forward 10 years. I heard a rumor that new Blaster songs had surfaced. After some research, I learned that Crossroads of America and Flannelgraph Records had convinced Blaster to record two songs for their CD club. This was great news, which gave me a great idea. Maybe Blaster would put these songs out on 7" with my band! I mean why not, right? So I crossed my fingers and sent off an email. To my surprise they said yes! 

The record you are now holding contains the two "new" Blaster The Rocket Man songs The Detective of Nightmares and Death of Android Gunslinger and three songs from Destroy Nate Allen We Talk Occasionally on the Internet, Boobie Bar and Distracted Nate-O-Bot.

The 7" was funded via Kickstarter since it turns out a lot of other people also love Blaster The Rocket Man.

- Nate Allen

Destroy Nate Allen is a husband and wife, interactive, sing-a-long, theatrical folk punk band. In the last 5 years, they have released many albums and played around 700 shows all over the US. The tracks on this 7” were full band collaborations with the Bay Area band Gnarboots.

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released June 4, 2012

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Destroy Nate Allen Kansas City, Missouri

We play Interactive, sing-a-long, folk punk.

“The King & Queen of Audience Interaction” - I Heart Local Music

“Quirky and off-beat and crazy fun.” – Huffington Post

“One of those you-gotta-see-it-to-believe-it bands that only comes along once in a great while.” – Jersey Beat
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