The Mars Volta
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The Mars Volta is a group of surrealistic and confounding musicians best known for bewildering laymen and wooing critics with cryptic lyrics of Biblical complexity and verbosity and self-debasing instrumentation of Latin and Progressive patronage.
Aethereal Linguistical Verbosity[edit | edit source]
- HAVE YOU UN-DER-STOOD? Their lyrics comprehend?
- (Methodic deconstruction cannot here avail)
- CAN YOU MAKE-TO-RIGHT? Decipher the meme?
- (Organized attempts certain are to fail)
- Enigmatic conceptions
- Cerebral and unreal
- The scriber understood
- But you think you feel?
- Within the writer’s thoughtform
- Can you ascertain?
- The point of things just uttered
- Will you reach for comfort;
- The meaning underlied?
- Or will this understanding
- Be to you denied?
- Twixt the cerebellum
- Do you think you know?
- Melts away like snow
- Aertereal Linguistical Verbosity
- Lacks the empirical, formulaic quality the layman wants
- He reaches out but finds nothing
- The Labyrinth confounds him
- [in an Old Gregg voice]
- You think you’re gonna understand what’s going on, but ya really don’t
- And then you’re like, ‘what the fuck, Grandma, what’s your teat a-doin’ he-yere?’
- And then you just say to hell with it and give Rosemary some old fashion lovin’ like sh’ wants
- [six minute saxophone solo]
- HAVE YOU UN-DER-STOOD? Their lyrics comprehend?
- (Methodic deconstruction cannot here avail)
- CAN YOU MAKE-TO-RIGHT? Decipher the meme?
- (Organized attempts certain are to fail)
Fornificus Troupers[edit | edit source]
- O, mar Rodriguez, tell me that it’s over
- Cthulhic intentions and Poisson distributions
- My melodic flaccid interest wanes, you know
- Biblical scriptions ar’en’t what’s the matter
- Bixler-Zavala, speak the incantation
- Bombastic utterances make the song, you know
- Testament Isaiah, musica claviered
- We know that you know the destination
- Aetereal and melodious sets the mood, you know
- We’ve all been
- Trippin’ on hard drugs
- (The needle strikes the crimson vein)
- We’ve all been
- Sowing empty seeds
- (The semen’s still inert the same)
- [lengthy instrumental interlude]
- Chaotic rhythmic structure, the underlying math
- Pridgen, Alterete, the beat to fornication
- Though masturbation works the same, you know
- O, mar, brotherly assisted in your enterprise
- Synthetic and hallow tones make for anticipation
- And intelligentsia’d dissonance woos critics, you know
- And González does the rest
- Yes, González does the rest
- [dissonant electronic sounds]
- [fadeout]
Frenulum labiorum pudendi[edit | edit source]
- [building guitar introduction]
- He sits
- Loused beyond all measure
- And stays
- Waiting silent still
- You think
- ‘What’s this that I see here?’
- And go
- ‘Fuck it, I don’t care’
- First albums are confusing
- Everyone confound
- The message (if there is one)
- Sold back by the pound
- In the comatorium
- The track list does unfold
- Made to entice the prog fan
- Found it breaks the mold
- Empty hallways whisper
- Empty hallways whisper
- [ten minute ‘groove’]
- [eight minutes of silence]
- Biblical conceptions
- Latin themes as well
- A unifying concept
- Now that’s a harder sell
- Portmanteaus and organs
- Make up what’s the meme
- But what this really lacks
- Is an underlying theme
- [ominous transition]
- Reckless and cursed, The Soothsayer cries out
- Ouija and spirits descend
- Without the matter of inflection
- It beckons through historic matters
- Goliath’s got a lot to say
- If you’d only listen
- Goliath’s going to make your day
- If you’d only listen
- [crescendo and three minute salsa dance by the band]
- Infirmary, perdition (incomprehensible fiction)
- Bedlam and infection (hexes made for you protection)
Vea También[edit | edit source]
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