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by Lucky Luxury

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Thoughts of a school That break before bending Self-imposed rules In a cycle never-ending Go with the obvious Slow down the rate of change Know that it's all over soon So ready to rearrange and... Choose the direction That billions will travel An over-correction That seems to unravel everything Stay so far away from it Play anything but the fool Prey on the inadequate Betray who used to be so useful Take a breath There's nothing left But choices and voices No one's claiming Evidence That presents A decision between Hero and victim blaming Something was said We couldn't help but hear It's probably nothing But just wait for the "all clear" to... Wage war on an enemy Gague the odds of defeat Rage against antithesis Engage until the culture screams retreat Take a breath There's nothing left But vices and virtues reprimanded Nonetheless The populace Is dying off but won't leave empty handed What's it take To make your vision real? Spell it out if you can't say it Either way who's gonna pay it Any Mind at all Wide awake And fast asleep at the wheel With only one guarantee There'll be no apologies This Time As we watch it fall Try to make some sense of it Why would they steer us wrong Die trying again and again and... Deny that it was the plan all along Falling divided after all
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Once again So quick to choose a side The truth can get so lost In so many minds that it Won't cross What do you think Qualifies as pride? Is your self worth Just an accident of birth? It's the ol' divide and conquer So let the games begin A tribalist inferno Scorching the earth again But when will be the last time For humanity's favorite pastime? Do you really think we're only ones Who can vow revenge? The judge and jury's Angles so askew The mouth must love the taste Of interpretations made in Bad faith Bet the house on The worst you could conclude And they say Do no harm Just standing there with folded arms Another rigid assumption An attack on every heart You know context springs eternal But it's wrong place wrong time from the star tBut what good is the last word When nothing can even be heard The fanatical discourse That keeps us worlds apart If I could borrow an expression I'd still have to pay a cost Cuz so many have found purpose Where irony is lost Where's the point of no return When there's nothing left to return to There's no bottom to hit No boundary left to cross
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Just One 02:47
It's always hearsay What even could they Ask of us Internal static A charismatic Breach of trust Now say it with me Running on empty Hearts and minds All is forgiven So much for livin' In between the lines Just one of far too many symptoms An extinction level dementia Claims its victims Thinking is wishful A superficial Plan to foil Trivial factions Support the actions Of the soiled Reiteration Of complications At the brink Who can defend a Hopeless agenda Out of sync Just one of far too many symptoms A plague of desperation Within the system Give an inch or two They run it back to you So broken and so incomplete With a premise reaching towards oblivion Where lies and absurdity meet And there's no hope of moral restoration Down goes another one Down goes another one Down goes another one's Salvation Generous mistakes Incompetence takes Center stage Kinetic distress Uncommon interests Are all the rage Far too unstable Not even able to Preen the lies It's all in good fun Until the "wrong" one Dies
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Disavow Dissociate from Consciousness The real failed state Rub it in 'til it Breaks the skin To each their own But you're one of them Rank and file Who can you trust Destination My way or bust Tow the line Of grand design A glimpse of guilt But is it mine? All the last Ones to know Will come to grips However slowly Listen close Hear the sound Of just enough blame To go around Plug your ears You've had your fun And don't turn the same way You've turned the gun Reassess Evaluate A course of action No one can navigate Allied service Jumps the fence to the Soothing sounds of Recompense What's hipper than Hypocrisy Shame me once You could've fooled me Parse together A sneak attack Who's in charge here? Circle back Part and parcel The wherewithal Staggering To the final call Listen close Hear the sound Of just enough blame To go around Choose your hill To die on twice I'll give you no less Curious advice
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Who benefits from your invention? Was that not even your intention? Crippled by self-made insecurity Betrayed by your own standard of purity Honor the defeated masses The lies committed in their name The patriotic symbiosis Has played the most dangerous game on earth What did we do? Where did we go? How did we get there? And what did we know? A birthright of unaffiliation Belongs to an imaginary nation They long for these shackles in all fairness In a crusade to side-step their own self awareness Pity the pathetic masses And their mythical syndrome An unrelenting fear of "the other" Has invaded the bravest home on earth What did we do? Where did we go? How did we get there? And what did we know? Rebrand the embarrassment of peasants They dare not grace us with their presence What happens next is in the ether The country's blood runs so cold beneath her
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Death & Axes 03:34
All the cracks in the sidewalk Are spelling out the names Of the broken backs of mothers And the ankles that they've sprained Folks limp along and sing their songs Of turbulence and trials On the same concrete that builds the tombstones That go for miles and miles You can knock one down And pass it around You're one-in-a-million, man How do those odds sound? The last betrayal of the day The consequence that is your prey If you're achin' to take one on the chin Go ahead and pull yourself back in Turn the cards that always fail Sometimes a lifetime ain't for sale So hammer home those coffin nails Send for doctor Who what when where why do I need you? The confirmation bias rings out too good to be true Nothing's right on a helluva night For so much to go wrong The game is rigged and the stakes are big So ya might as well play along You can pay the judge the process that is due But don't expect no change Especially not for you
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Forfeit chance Of happenstance A life at a first or second Passing glance 'Cuz something from nothing Is more than enough Pay no mind When the stars align It's entropy With an axe to grind And something from nothing Is more than enough If you can Make the meaning matter (...matter of fact) Make the moment masterful Eyes wide open And here's to hoping For a string to pull and a life fulfilled A willful test To lay fate to rest With no distinction Of who wore it best 'Cuz no one said everything Is ever enough It's so quaint This culture of complaint So moved to tears By its Patron Saints And no one said reason Is reason enough It's a subtle kind of Sanity When the fates collide Break a sweat for The humanity Of another dispute On where the heart resides It's all in the game To play the cold refrain A whisper of fear But it's all in vain And something from nothing Is more than enough The toll it takes For such a fair mistake The dice that roll When empty patterns break And something is everything And that's more than enough

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It's been a while!...and it actually seems even longer than that.

The six years that have passed since the release of L.L's last full-length album of original material (2015's "...Goes SKA!") have provided ample opportunities for all of humanity to meditate on what makes our shared human experience equal-parts meaningful and absurd, steadfast and wary, hopeful and unsalvageable. Artists tend to thrive in these moments of perplexing sociocultural free-fall, or at the very least are willing to allow their works to exhibit an acute awareness of it...to not do so couldn't help but feel irresponsible and dishonest.

This offering from Lucky Luxury is no exception. The lyrical content this time around bears a distinct urgency, as though it could only have been manifested amidst an extraordinarily confusing time in human history. The musical palate of this record has expanded quite a bit as well when compared to his last full-length. While vintage ska and reggae remain the heartbeat of this record as a whole, this heartbeat is vitally pumping blood into other beloved atom-age genres like surf, garage, rockabilly, lounge, and otherwise.

Change is not so much as "good" or "bad" as it is necessary and wholly inevitable. So come along! Come prepared, and join Lucky Luxury, as he goes elsewhere!

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released December 12, 2021

Written, arranged, performed, recorded, mixed, and mastered by Lucky Luxury (Eric K. Johnson)

Art direction and design by Eric K.Johnson
Cover photo taken by Lady Luxury (Orr's Island, ME)

© & ℗ 2021 Lux-O-Disk Recordings

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Lucky Luxury Kansas City, Missouri

A veteran of the US ska scene, L.L. served as the guitarist for the highly regarded instrumental ska/reggae group The Secondhands, and its vocal off-shoot that came in the form of Brent Berry & The Roots Crew, later providing guitar work for The Shop, another 60's ska and reggae group that in typical ‘show band’ fashion focused on the choicest cuts from Jamaican producers of vintage stature. ... more

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