Another's Brass – Rhetoric Tongues

Liner Notes:

There is a MISSION in creation...and it is to make UNSPEAKABLE sounds, UNCHARACTERIZED moods, and UNTHINKABLE ideas breathe with the maker and give root to substance, meaning, and individuality. There is a MISSION in life...and it is an inside joke that NO ONE fucking knows but EVERYONE fucking laughs at.
This is where it ends. This is where we go straight at the fork. This is where we are born. There is nothing left to prove. There is no heart on the radio. There is nothing being said. There is no truth on the television. There is no progress being made. The "individual" had been MURDERED and ERASED by cliched minds and blank eyes, retired smiles and insolvent lives.
We are Another's Brass. We are when nightmares take you down the blurry lines of a trigger...when dreams take you atop the unseen peaks of a character...when free thinkers are suddenly portrayed as hopeless revolutionaries who speak in fucking rhetoric...when art and expression are monopolized by image and repetition and marketing and BULLSHIT...We stand for the unfortunate decline of the human race. We write for the unfortunate few who "live" and leave without a trace.
We are the car. You are the deer. These are the headlights.