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Architecture 03:36
3. Architecture Wake up wake up wake up! and find that... The smell of meat unfolds all over waking. The soul as it is baking. These walruses are well disguised as pillows, as morning eats my feet and there is Corn all over my bed! There's corn all over my bed! There's corn all over my bed. There's corn all over my bed. And there are houses in my head Houses in my head. I go to shower I'm showered in chowder the sink's made of turtles they're restless and vicious and inside it is no better as my gut is quickly rusting and my heart is growing hair. The clocks are all broken and I don't believe in time... All the clocks are black and green it smells distinctly of gangrene. Yes it's so tragic that the only sound is tragic As this magic makes it's rounds between the music I confound - And I'm looking for the O.J. But in the fridge there's only lard cake. And there's a chicken in the kitchen! He's chasing me around. There's a chicken in the kitchen! Oh my god he's gaining ground.
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The Chase 04:48
4. The Chase But it is the journey that's important not the ending, as they say. Go away. Go away, go away. GO! The chicken squawks and flaps into my ear, sings a great indignant hymn. Now I am late as hell with a chicken in my ear! And I run out the door, with a book on fate, (apocryphal), and a glass of water, half full. And I am running late I am running late I am running late I am running late running late running late running late running running running running I am running late I am running late running late running late running late. And I run into a subway grate. (When you run into a subway grate there is no one to blame, except, perhaps, yourself - or the chicken in your ear.) There is no one to blame, so you close your eyes. When you open them you're on the train.
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The Spell 06:02
7. The Spell Subtle changes, frightened glances. Loss of dreams and loss of chances. Change is slow, confused. Surrender. Don't remember can't remember. We dance and dance and lose our feet. We dance and dance and lose our feet. We dance and dance and lose our feet. 1,2,3,4,5,6 Machines run spontaneously. Bodies melt and save a tree. The magician asks to marry me. The sea declines the breeze: FORGET ABOUT GEOMETRY CLEAN FLOORS WITH TRIGONOMETRY FORGET ABOUT GEOMETRY CLEAN FLOORS WITH TRIGONOMETRY FORGET ABOUT GEOMETRY FORGET ABOUT GEOMETRY FORET ABOUT GEOMETRY FORGET ABOUT GEOMETRY.

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Kindly stow away your materiality, unbuckle your seat-belts, and throw your tray tables out the window, we are preparing for take-off. The temperature up there is 98.6˚ F and from our radar we can estimate that the clouds will be tasting something like angel-food-meets-chicken-lard-cake today. We hear, however, that the sunbeams are also edible and tend to appeal to a more refined palate. Thank you for flying Dream Zoo, we appreciate your business.

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released July 1, 2010

All tracks were recorded and edited by the grace of Paul Wallfisch.

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Dream Zoo Baltimore, Maryland

Valerie Kuehne is a cross-pollinated work of chaos. Fusing music, performance art, and self-experimentation, she has been told that, "if this music thing doesn't work out, she’d probably make an awesome cult leader." (Boston Public Space).

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