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Esseker: Origins
01:27
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The captain grabbed hold of the heavy brass telescope and peered through. In the near distance lay the mysterious, fog enshrouded island. Moreau’s island.
Captain and crew, with President Roosevelt in tow, traversed the treacherous terrain, following the cacophonous sound emanating from the island’s epicenter. What could be producing such unholy noise? Even the island’s resident beast-folk seemed fearful.
They finally arrived at Dr. Moreau’s infamous House of Pain. With torch and rifle at the ready, the captain crept inside. And what he found…blew his mind.
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Waving arms, imagining/imagining murders.
No fuckers here, only flirters.
Wack-a-doodle in a faux fur hat,
I think that trench coat’s Robert Stack’s.
I’ve got stop-animated, Tetsuo black and white vision.
Lucky Charms, impersonate/unmotivate winners.
No frowners here, only grinners.
Wack-a-doodle in a faux fur hat.
Kyoshi poodles are where it’s at.
Wack-a-doodle in a faux fur hat.
I swear that Scanner’ Steven Lack.
I am screaming like a banshee, and the doctor hasn’t even made an incision.
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Bargle Nawdle Zouss
02:44
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4 flies on grey velvet
Been dead just long enough to smell it
Broken commandments
Link in the comments
Steps away from the edge
This knife will be our social wedge
Magnified to show texture
A world void of pleasure
(Yeah, I used to live there)
Joy drips from the tip
Soap clean, fresh carbolic
A sweater like web we weave
Well, we left it to Beav’
Our bloody footprints
Show all our dance moves
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I slicked back my hair
And caught my reflection
A blonde haired, blue eyed
Walking erection
A Midwich cuckoo Johnny Appleseed
Damien Karras
Demi, why you do this to me?
I planted a triffid on Arbor Day
I guess I always was a hopeless case
But after Audrey Two was a huge success
A man-eating flytrap
A total gas
Nowhere left to go but down
Fertilized with the tears of Lon Chaney’s clown
I planted a triffid on Arbor Day
Alien spores from outer space
More fun on two legs than Keenan Wynn
Open up your world, I’m coming in
All part of my master plan
Wham Bam Thank you spaceman!
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H.G.L.
03:27
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I bumped your wound, and it began to seep
You sure are healing slow, ‘cause we can all still see the meat
(When) the Wizard of gore becomes potpourri
Start watching Seinfeld in the nude, smear your chest with gasoline
Is it tech, or just maybe sorcery?
Build a house made out of bones, the dusty taste is quite unique
The leaf thief seems to sleeve a lot of grief
2,000 maniacs mutated from the broken rib of adam’s eve
Something drips down from the mezzanine
Skin sags and billows across the room, looking like some melty cheese
Steaks for fangs are smiling through the speak
The secret of Dr. Alucard keeps eating me through symphony
I’m a powered down android
I’m the short leg on your chair
When will Rodney get respect?
When will Rodney get respect?
I’ve the power of grey skull
I’m the bath tub with cat hair
Blood so bright in higher def
Blood so red in higher def
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Tin Roof...Rusted
02:23
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I’m-stuck-in-loop
Nine-teen-8-9
A Bonded Dalton
A Yuzna Society
Neon infusion, with a
Senior shrubbery
CHUD-two-Bud-CHUD
Ree-bok-cock-pump
Near-ly-hu-man
Klo-pek-neigh-bor
Swimming in a Cosby sweater
I’m thinking, Genesis is better
Still mourning Lee Van Cleef’er
Favorite Sutherland? Donald? Keifer?
Denouncing Richard Marxism,
the true Power Glove’r
Wave so long, dear Toulon,
My Leech Woman lover
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Fuck Wynorski
02:29
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Part the beard, revealing sneer
Steering clear, appearing clear
Overtime at the turd factory
Overhead budget trajectory
Efficiency / Efficacy
Quantity over quality of a man (Ghoulies 4)
Lowering the bar ever since (1984)
976-3845 2 (Stevie)
Wonder called just to say fuck you
Recycler / Learning curve
Family skin flick direct to video
Please stop pestering Lorenzo
A man's got to eat, A chair's got to seat
The meat must be beat
Lack Dead Heat fame Treat
You're like that reoccurring pubic hair,
Reappearing on the urinal
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Launch Smell Displease
02:13
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There’s no time for a scrum, cap’n
Hearing through magnified clit
Q the tips, be clam the wax’n
Smell the ocean through my slit
(I’m not standing for your shit no more) ain’t having it
Cup your hands around my conch (sweet nothings whispered)
Tweeze away the glands my pearl (many things pictured)
Buds, buds just will not fit, vexed-face hissed
Clot, clot is what we got, flex those muscles
Keep, keep answering the phone, with brass knuckles
Wax as thick as clay, keeps the ladies away
Blood my vessel agitator
Be my flesh tone alligator
Underwater aviator
Be my ointment applicator
Phase of ornamental melt down
Sweaty head sports frown
Hometown’s new mascot mer-man clown
Team jersey night gown
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Manic Pixie Dream Girls
02:03
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The bouncing cheerleaders with their bloody pom-poms
Didn't cry when Lou Reed died
Pyramid schemes and the shattered dreams
Of nom-nom mommies washing up in the tide
The Hollywood stars are hiding their scars
You'd better run, baby, run baby, run
The Wizard of Mars is drumming with Lars
You'd better run, baby, run baby run
The meth head dope fiends with their pock-marked faces
Take a walk on the wild side
Transgender genes and degenerate dreams
Til there's nowhere left to hide
The Hollywood stars are hiding their scars
You'd better run, baby, run baby, run
The Wizard of Mars is drumming with Lars
You'd better run, baby, run baby run
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Knee-deep in dead, monstrous thoroughbred
Achy-breakin' hearts is where the entrails start
Quaid's mind open again, partial recall
Fingered spittled spelling riddles
This time machine only burns midnight oil
Leaving turds behind, nothing to look forward too
Every mansion filled with peasants
Every garden fertilized by CEO's and their families
The sunset looks so beautiful in your fading eyes
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Esseker Tampa, Florida
Championing all things horror and all things weird, Esseker is a long running collaboration between two long distance
friends.
No genre defining boundaries or topical restrictions get in the way of making this buffet of cacophony and culture exploitation.
Everything from film scoring, rock for the sick and pop for the weird, Esseker delivers the goods. And the bads.
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