Ultra Ego

by Feed Me Jack

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Written, recorded, and produced by Feed Me Jack in Oakland, CA
Drums were recorded at Tiny Telephone Studios with the magical wizard recording engineer Jacob Winik in San Francisco, CA
Mastered by Justin Weis at Trakworx Studio in South San Francisco, CA


released January 14, 2016

Sven Gamsky - guitar, vocals
Cameron Lampert - bass, guitar, vocals
Eric Karl Lawson - drums, percussion
Robert Ross - guitar, vocals
Jake Thornton - rhodes, synths

Our wonderful guest musicians:
Elizabeth Goodrich - vocals
Nikki Mokover - saxophone
Shawheen Keyani - setar

Cover Art and Design by Phoenix Delman with help by Alex Mata

We used two amazing sample packs called Microblocks, Vol. I and II, recorded and compiled by the Field Recording Working Group fieldrecordingworkinggroup.bandcamp.com


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2011 - 2016

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Track Name: Move Your Still
move your still endless body

channeling neurotic energy can save the day
but overwrought, we overwrite reason to keep the truth at bay
by pecking at the ground with no apparent cause except for fear of vulnerability

channeling what hasn’t even come to pass prompts me to ask:
how far up your own ass can you crawl?
what will you have wished you’d done? you cannot rise if you don't run and no one’s been exempted from stumbling through the first attempts, awkward and tense but lovely nonetheless

oh god i cannot kill or break the static friction
in the absent face of space to fill
you can tell as much or more from where it stops that it goes
in the absent face of space to fill, would you move your still?
Track Name: Audio Pono
charged and on the wing
unperturbed and cackling
a covey of fledglings
thwart the pitchfork and the torch

take into the lost account that fuels the head to raise the dead
honor sits the monolith on wretched beams, it hurts to see
we built it up until it swallowed what surrounds, so i ask instead:
could you break it down?

housecat tactics
let us live outside
and the small sedition
helped us think for ourselves

born enclosed, we were cast by those foreign hands
the heavy weight which owns our name it masquerades
we felt this sinking dark feeling then and now
at least i can feel the ghost in the gears somehow

child of red handed wicked grins for the win
straight to the point and ripe with compulsion
eulogized but swollen with life
i think i can see his ghost with my gears in flight
Track Name: Emergency
under a los angeles heat lamp,
turn the earth into a convenience store,
treadmills full of cars and parking lots
the freeway never stops.

don't you know it was an emergency?
to burn the food to keep the scarcity?
they put a bullet in his head, in his head for me.
that's how freedom looks to me.

i know, i know,
the sun will never set,
i got a lot of lightbulbs.

i know, i know,
desire on the walls,
it drags us to the floor and out the door.

as soon as you cancel your plans to not get enough
you'll know that life shrinks and expands relative to love
and it's not an invisible hand if it's covered in blood
and counting in dollars demands the damages done
that ripple across distant lands
from satellite unseen commands
and they covered their heads with their hands
afraid of the sun

channels of inscribed ink
inscised by the city of teeth
sinking down underneath
Track Name: Humanzoo
march through the grime
your proud head bobs back and forth
dine on scraps
and turn your back on my wheels in the track

reverse the roles
as you dispose
of me I fold

'cause I peck the ground
and without a sound
i'll be going home

i'll pay homage to
the human zoo
with a package or two

i'd still much rather be
alive to feed
that's guaranteed

well the rats have wings
but they're stuck like us in the atmosphere
Track Name: New Kid
you're woven into my thoughts,
you're the first thing that I think of when I wake,
and you're with me as I fall asleep.
How quickly things change,
and how suddenly,
a quilt of love takes shape.

flying over the streets laughing,
the wind rising,
piece a stoge with the lord,
high up in a tree.
ontologically speaking, I saw the beacon beckon.

took a leap of faith and crashed into the park,
coated in the dust of a come down cheap,
i thought i'd found peace,
i thought i'd found peace.

You see my eyes are bloodshot?
I slam my fists into the wall.
And take the quilts that bind us:
It's no one's fault.

Out of my control,
its the root of my affliction,
the root of my lament.
Out of my control,
a quilt of love takes shape.

Look here,
I wear all my thoughts and fears,
on my sleeve for all to see.
Sometimes I don't know where I'm going-
where I'm going-
that's alright.

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