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Rain Cabinet

by Jak Locke

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released February 23, 2007

Produced, Recorded and Mixed by Jak Locke
Studios: Total Sonic Chaos NOLA, Lionapple Luling
Jak Locke: vocals, guitar, bass, keyboard, drums, percussion
Brad Medina: drums on twenty seconds of "Eleven Cuts"
Derrik Le Vron: vocals on "Backwash"
Most Tracks Recorded 9/06 - 1/07 at Total Sonic Chaos NOLA
Vocals for Backwash Recorded by Derrik Le Vron in Ohio 11/07
Drums for Eleven Cuts Recorded at Lionapple Luling 1/07

Album Cover Concept and Design: Jak Locke and Brad Medina
Photography: Jak Locke
Imaging: Brad Medina and Jak Locke

All Music and Lyrics by Jak Locke
www.jaklocke.com

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(C) (P) 2007 Jak Locke

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Jak Locke New Orleans, Louisiana

Jak Locke is a multi-genre songwriter and performer based in and native to New Orleans, LA.

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Track Name: Dark Little Cloud
Mass graves, I bring myself to the ground
In the sun no one sees you, no one can be found
Weren't you always my dark little cloud in the sky?
Dark little cloud in the sky
We breathe, quickening the night
She lies, love me, kill me, either way's all right
Weren't you always my dark little cloud in the sky?
Dark little cloud in the sky
On my knees
Weren't you always my dark little cloud in the sky?
Dark little cloud in the sky
Track Name: Isn't It Just Like September
Freedom comes in blue moon tides and brought on an Orion breeze
The lockspring I anticipated faded six days past release
Now cages of a new design are calling from behind the mirror
But good girls never come around here
The telephones are scarred with guilt of ecstasy laid full and bare
And throwaway Rimbaud and Nietzsche hang stale in the steaming air
I guess to anybody else the folly would be screaming clear
Because good girls never come around here
So sing it sweetheart, write your diary out loud
We're only young and stupid behind this false poetic shroud
Awkward in the afternoon the smoke speaks more than her and I
Tied by tongues then tongue-tied with nothing left to say but goodbye
I watch her go and now I know for certain why I hold it dear
That good girls never come around here
Track Name: Mute Language
I can do without another tragic end
Throwing dice to wasted lost cause chance
I've been down this straight road to nowhere
Cleaning bones in a redundant romance
Following the white light, she cries for me to follow her
In dreams, at least, I only see for yesterday
It's Satan's promised chaos in the black bayou that laps this beauty made to be destroyed
The sheets that Pollock threw away
Far too late or soon to say if it's too soon or late
Today is only a fraud of what you see
And I admit I never could have seen this come
Tomorrow's just another vacant promise that I still make if only to spite wisdom
In passion and confusion, vicious circles crash to pieces
Anyone can see a shade in blinding light
It's all too clear in retrospect these vagueries were here before
And all too clear I won't believe my eyes
Far too late or soon to say if it's too soon or late
Track Name: Oceans From Drops
The stars never shine like this back home
And all I can hear is the blood in my head
Dragging back on a broken filter
I could die fine now with nothing left for wanted
I've had my razor to the dirt for months
And there's certainly plenty to sate me here
Simplicity that sings in shades of yellow
It's a wonder that these circumstances live
No cause alive tonight for expectation
As all my sophist's pride falls through the sieve
Like vodka water nectar flowing down a velvet gutter
Nothing but this matters, leave the Abels to their Cains
This life affords the chance for but two moments
That memory will recall clear as a sun
That nostalgia will drive you mad to taste of
Tonight, right here, is almost surely one
To the golden glow of uptown where it's quiet
But for the dead men's dirges no one hears
Track Name: Brass Sky
Out in the distance, there's a way
Out in the morning, beyond the day
I'll be waiting like a slow river rolling
Passing time in the waves
She'll be calling, waiting for you
To bathe in sun rays, to bathe in dew
She'll be waiting in the afternoon
Dropping petals on the graves
Out in the distance where echoes sail
Sirens reach out beyond the pale
I'll be waiting like prey for the dying
Counting blades of the grass
Track Name: Hangover
Seventeen miles down, nobody but me around
On these waves, all your faulty recollections
You're my sweet disconnection
Broken records wail "walk this lonely trail
And tell it all like you would know"
There'll be more to take my place, I can see it in your face
Mass graves where the shovel waits for me
You're my sweet misery
Broken records wail "walk this lonely trail
And tell it all like you would know"
And now the tired sky echoes your remnant sigh
Gray glow surrounds the sunset moon
You're my sweet toneless croon
Broken records wail "walk this lonely trail
And tell it all like you would know"
Nothing's shown to lack as I speak to your back
Begone, you're God's gift to a gun muzzle
Broken records wail "walk this lonely trail
And tell it all like you would know"
Tomorrow's just another wasted hangover
Track Name: Septic Tank
Another crack on the sidewalk, another hack on the stage
Another worthless second of your throwaway days
Another drip in the faucet, another tip in the jar
Another deadend in a fifty foot maze
Another tie on the tracks, another fly on the shit
Another stupid waste of space getting further away
Another sucker in the stack, another fucker in denial
Another different hair on the mattress today
Another stain on the wall, another grain on the beach
Another stupid game of yours I forgot how to play
Another basket at the store, another casket in the breeze
Another piece of shit begging for me to stay
The sediment of the whatevers, a hundred thousand levers
Immobile given any kind of force
All the disconnected wires, an obsoleted virus
Dead and left behind on the course
So tell me all your stories and pile on the glory
It's nothing that I haven't heard before
A facade that looks as fine as the glowing exit sign
That you can hardly see me inching toward
Track Name: Dead End Road
Baby you ain’t even heard the best yet:
You've never had the chance to meet yourself
Your mirror tells a different lie each Sunday
You ain’t got a thing besides your wealth
Now all that I remember is your body
Delusional illusions you could spare
The dimes for all the broke down offroad merchants
The entire broke down town don’t even care
You denied me before daybreak and you echoed it by three
I was crying in your shadow, now it's your turn to mourn me
Baby now you got my shreds of remnants
Locked away inside some dresser drawer
Lonely lounging someplace by your radio
And praying you don’t need me anymore
Disjointed melodies, reminders
Of what you’d love to disclaim as your guilt
Wasting finely down like hourglass sand
Inside the ghetto palace that you’ve built
Sing a song of despaired agony, don't you know I wrote it first?
The living death you gave was terrible, the one I'll give to you is worse
Baby you could tear a man to pieces
As if you’re ignorant about your craft
The plastic hallway opens to your command
Corrosive wind in every mining shaft
And pointless, spent this anarchy of romance
To fill me up with temporary breath
In this absurdist carnival of wishgames
That, probably, I’ll play until my death
Track Name: Copperhead
Lies paint the panorama of the young
Optimistic splatters on an effervescent canvas
The melodies of sirens I was sung
Return today in echoes of abortion lullaby stanzas
Seek nothing find nothing
It's all prepackaged for you from the self-proclaiming wise
Liberty whispers of the past
How she buckles agony's grasp on me
Find nothing speak nothing
Dwell on all the nothing let the weight preclude a rise
Passionless surfeit fills up my veins
Preyed on by hollow deities that rain on me rain on me
No guarantees but for the freedom whispers of the stones
On these trails of absolutely no direction we struggle to ascend
The silence screams, the innocence of her languid tones
Her raven hair that plays among the dead wind
Seek nothing find nothing
It's all prepackaged for you from the self-proclaiming wise
Liberty whispers of the past
How she buckles agony's grasp on me
Find nothing speak nothing
Dwell on all the nothing let the weight preclude a rise
Passionless surfeit fills up my veins
Preyed on by hollow deities that rain on me rain on me
Suffered by the past, no more to linger or last
Lover thinks I've something to defend
Exhaustion for emptiness once before my eyes
From here on I paint my own suns to rise
Track Name: No Man's Street
The city roads are full of dust wet from the skies that sob
In decay grey and drainpipe white the stars stain the doorknob
The spires smile like jaws where I lay trudging in the throat
Some screaming titan nightmare lost to the epitaph it wrote
Vengeance wears a crown of rabid desire today
Its scepter intertwined with starving passion and decay
There's trust and anguish all along the sexless avenue
Insatiable for me like I'm insatiable for you
On checkered decks the glow of saints betrays the devil choir
Where cynicism and idealism clash in stacks of fire
Behind, the dead abandon of the souls who have no names
Ahead, the scene depressingly appears to be the same
We'll write an epic tragedy and score it with our wails
This train's already steaming on, too late to change the rails
Track Name: Veinblossom
Staring into the night bleeding tears from the moon
The violent torment of the song that Hell croons
We worship the soil where the mothers laid their children
Now she waits for me to whisper "I was born to watch you bleed"
Now she waits
Godless and stained she runs through the graveyard
Tripping the skeletal bloodletting ride, she taps her veins so hard
We worship the soil where the mothers laid their children
Now she waits for me to whisper "I was born to watch you bleed"
Now she waits, now she waits
Track Name: Marrubium Vulgare
Let's drink from the Lethe in my hands, baby, baptize me in hell
Feel my lips as if there's one more nothing in there for me to tell
Don't you feel the lustful majesty in every shadow behind the lies
I'm betraying an angel for you so lay back baby and watch it die
Keep it with yours above the dying embers of the sun
The butchered sky calypso dreams and bleeds on everyone
I reap hopeless melodies of broken splintered notes
We carve our own epitaphs of forbidden verse we wrote
Blindly we shriek at the nothing if only to hear echoes crying
Sleeping we suckle the hemlock if only to know that we're dying
My love my love my love my love my dead love
Now the hangmen kick the dead leaves and idly wait for dawn
This deception like auroras only realized when they're gone
Now angel's in the Bowery, my hands are drenched with guilt
And you and I are running like children toward the suicide we built
Codeine dreaming, black soil scars the blue
Suck my vengeance, nobody knows for who
Just like my angel, swallowing every lie
A crystalline facade I'm growing weary holding high
Keep it with yours above the dying embers of the sun
The butchered sky calypso dreams and bleeds on everyone
Track Name: Eleven Cuts
Hold her eyes open as the needle finds its home
Her ribcage heaves violent, my flower of flesh and bone
Pick off all the petals, strip the gaping pistil bare
She loves me, she loves me not, I don't fucking care
A thousand scalpels pierce the wound
Tarantella winding to its coda soon
Covering for nothing like black socket eyelids
Spider eggs wait to hatch in memories hid
Hatch
Regurgitated needles and cockroach semen
Kill the lights and fuck to forget the sin
She chokes and swallows whole eternity tonight
Her eyes beneath the ocean, desolate fields of white
One I keep out in the cold and one I keep in glass
One to pine and one to hold and swallow lies I pass
Cut Cut Cut Cut
Let's kill until beauty is a dying child
Gut this dream and string it out for miles
Bleeding down on Satan's shore butchered where we sit
Baptized in the crimson black from the flesh we slit
Rape me love, I cut you love, nurse on my veins, open me up
Shred my wrists with broken glass
Drown me in the rain that has fallen
Twist the screws into my eyes
Until I see the emanating pain
Demigods and thieves struggle the same buried in chains
Open up my throat and sing hymns of the gospel train
Violate me skate the razor through all my veins
I heard the cutting of a fragile wrist
The break of day that strangled out the children's screams
Locust swarm caresses all the flesh you kissed
Leveeside soaking from the crimson streams
Suffer Mutilate Suffer Mutilate
We climb the dying mountains in the memories laying jagged
Paling, suicide returns her lover moan
I heard her screaming freedom as she cut her veins ragged
Born to die for me so cut til I see bone
Suffer Mutilate Suffer Mutilate
Your blood looks like dew in the grass
And black looks white as pearl
The gallows always sang our names
Don't they?
Strip yourself pale with me in this dead wind
Hold me close, angel, let this cold sky descend
Warm stains comfort in the second dawn
Swallow your tears, the whore has always been gone
Vomit every drop of this black torment
Breathe easy with me, we will make her die slow
Keep the door behind me locked, they'll tear me ragged
Taste her virus on my cock swollen with maggots
I heard the cutting of a fragile wrist
The break of day that strangled out the children's screams
Locust swarm caresses all the flesh you kissed
Leveeside soaking from the crimson streams
Suffer Mutilate Suffer Mutilate
At the river mouth plucking the harp of your spine
Dead, we walk and crawl the everlasting mirage
Writing on every wall but you were too fucking blind
Alive, and all for nothing but another barrage
Suffer Mutilate Suffer Mutilate
Breathe deeply child, the water will cleanse your soul
Breathe deeply child, the water will cleanse your soul
The river looks like highways to home
And black looks white as pearl
The gallows always sang our names
Don't they?
Track Name: Broken Gospel Train
We cry masqueraded nothings
Black rainbows silhouette the sky
We sleep the electromanic carnival
Heard our murder like a murmur in the night
Oh-ooo don't you know the world is gonna end right here?
This light like a thousand sunsets
Dust of bones the saints forgot to bless
Rain is falling, dead railmen sing in harmony
Hymns that comfort on a broken gospel train
Oh-ooo don't you know the world is gonna end right here?
Pale September carrion love
Vacant dying floods from above
Drained immobile blades of grass bleed
Angel's bed now the wide open sea
Sister got a brand new hangman
Wet with christening an agonized facade
Now I'm holding hands with dead limbs
Let the oceans fall and drown us with our god