sucker punch

sometimes a track just gotta hit really hard and it doesn't mean more than that. i've been getting way more into sampling and pushing things to the limit, which ilkae described as a "fun challenge" to master (:

highest concentration of jokes in this track. utter hingelessness. its SO funny to me and i put it here on the album because that was also very funny to me.
general idea was trying to explore lots of contrast and sudden changes, cause i've been feeling particularly manic.
i asked fotocopiadora to write a section for this track too because she's a huge inspiration and felt her work would fit perfectly here (and it does), especially with the big changes throughout.

fotocopiadora: "i cant really do composition so i just got chunks of what jazz already had and chopped them up... (laughs) the ending is so gorgeous... it goes hard"

fotocopiadora bandcamp
fotocopiadora twitter

remnants of a dream, like rocks under your feet.
climb, climb, until you're hit
by the flying debris

WHERE TO START WITH THIS TRACK holy shit
i wrote this shortly after releasing BOPS and it immediately set the tone for this album, including the title
i had so much fun working on this track and spent much longer on it than i normally did, including writing a ton of lyrics and doing some vocaloid stuff cause i didn't wanna sing on it
however the vocaloid wasn't rly appropriate, and after wangleline pointed it out we started looking at options and aran reached out offering to do vocals. they're SUCH a good singer so i jumped on that and we very quickly got to work rewriting the lyrics and recording the vocals
we ended up working on this song more than i've ever worked on anything and i think it shows. aran did incredible work on the vocals and production ideas, and we made something so dang polished and cool and good and ugh

the lyrics are definitely like, the thesis for the album; they describe what "queenjazz cannot be stopped" sums up. normally i struggle with lyrics but we managed to reflect the intense energy of the song with the words themselves.
aran wrote the rap verse themself, i really wanted them to have their own voice on the track too instead of only singing mine.

Aran P Ink twitter

its only fair to come clean, i can't be stopped
and its your lucky day
cause i've shown up
i have to know, are you
ready to feel the consequences of your actions
when i'm out of bullets i reload

i'm collecting teeth, imma make em into effigies
come and take a look, they're whats left of all my enemies
gonna eat the world but i need to get some more of these
and you've got quite the smile
i took off a year to make myself look less like you
late to the grave cause i've always still got shit to do
you never understood til now
when i'm out of bullets i reload

double-tap [crack crack] to the back
you're the next up
you attacked us, I'm the back-up
think I'm meek, but i'm keen to correct you
protecting my friends with a weapon selected

two tits and a mic alight
too quick with a flint for you to fight dirty
shoot for the top with a pocket of blue shells
at long range and I'll make your life hell

My aim is true my target too deluded by dude-ness
for me to lose, I fell the beast,
I fight for peace, I find the beat,
so sit down and eat shit while I ride it

I shout "freeze!" and you reach for the sky
scream "dance!" and I watch you try
and then, when I'm out of bullets, I

its only fair to come clean, i can't be stopped
and its your lucky day, cause i've shown up
i have to know, are you ready to feel
the consequences of your actions
its your lucky day

its only fair to come clean, i can't be stopped
and its your lucky day, cause i've shown up
i have to know, are you ready to feel
the consequences of your actions
are you ready to die

reload

this is absolutely a sequel to stable method from ultramegacorp, which was written at the start of the pandemic. exploring the feeling of 2 years of isolation eating away at me

its not like a machine, its a slow decay
sinking into the ground til it goes away
load it like a magazine, targeted
cause its seen that it lost what the target is

it never reached a stable method
it never reached a stable method
slowly take it apart and then

make it real again

has it felt like it made an impact
has it felt like it made an impact
can it feel the effect it has
does it have a sense of the time thats passed

does it know that it exists
can it learn what the target is
can it rebuild in a new way
or will it always be a slow decay

can you make it feel so natural
that i don't feel a thing
can't feel anything at all

maybe if it sounds good
its ok
judge it from the outside
and be on our way

if it makes me feel good
celebrate
pick up all the pieces
and be on our way

maybe if it sounds good
there's no decay
if its still producing
then its all ok

if it makes me feel good
celebrate
pick up all the pieces
and be on our way

i'm allowed to have a short track look at the length of all the others. i deserve it

a pretty song that made me cry once

originally used to be called "dataminer". freya wrote 50% of the lyrics

datadatadatadatadatadatadatadatadatadatadatadatadatabending
concept of love

aran pointed out to me that repetition is like a huge theme of album, and i guess nothing is more overt than this track lmao. maybe it means something

i'm dead and i'm living
i'm dead while i'm living

cause i feel, a sense of destruction
cause i feel, a peace of mind

you're dead set on living
dead set on living
you're dead cause you're broken
dead cause you're broken

i feel, a sense of destruction
cause i feel, a peace of mind
cause i feel, a sense of destruction
cause i feel, a peace of mind

you're dead

dealing with adhd. i think i'm better now than when i wrote this song

waking up a wakey wakey waking up again
calling up a colleague tell em that you made a friend
have you got your keys i'm going round the bend
waking up a wakey wakey can't get out of bed

i haven't eaten in days, i pick up pieces of my
self self self made, and create a picture
step through the motions, make myself a little richer
no need to keep a grip if i don't use my muscles
waking up a wakey wakey can't remember things

i haven't eaten in days, i pick up pieces of myself everywhere
and i put them together for you
i make sure my image is strong so i can feel it myself everywhere
and i put it together for you
and i forget everything, life just happens around me every day
i'm thankful that i am still here
a string of moments like dreams, i cant be sure what is real anymore
and i keep it together for you
and i can't look at myself, i dont exist in my head anymore
except in the eyes of my friends
i make sure i can be seen, its the only way to feel real anymore
and i put it together for you
i haven't eaten in days, i pick up pieces of myself everywhere
and i put them together for you
i make sure my image is strong so i can feel it myself everywhere
and i put it together for you

holy crap collaborating with other people fucken rules and this is like a perfect example of this. i had an ok sketch that probably wasn't gonna make it onto the album and i reached out to cosmoptera to collab on it and like. holy crap.
i sent her the stems and she remixed into the entire intro section and other parts, so i just had to fill the gaps and like. make my parts sound as good as hers lmao. we made something so fucken cool, collabbing rules cosmoptera bandcamp
cosmoptera twitter

i watched one free.99 stream and immediately made this track.

you ever like, meet some cool new ppl and become friends and its really cool and nice?