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The Spider's Eyes

by Buck Gooter

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1.
WE ARE SPIDERS (T. TURTLE – BUCK GOOTER) WE ARE SPIDERS WE BURN BLACK CANDLES FOR OUR GUESTS IN DARKENED PARLORS WE SPIN OUR WEBS AND LAUGH AT DEATH WE ARE SPIDERS ONLY WICKED THINGS WE DO WE ARE SPIDERS WE TRASH THE PLANET WE DWELL WE ARE SPIDERS DISPENSERS OF INDUSTRIAL HELL WE ARE SPIDERS ONLY WICKED THINGS WE DO  
2.
NO ONE OWNS THE SKY (B. BRAT - BUCK GOOTER) "NO ONE ELSE OWNS THE SKY" THE THUNDERBIRD CRIES HE WHEELS AND DIVES AND FLIES ALONG HE HEARS THE SONG OF THE STORM LIKE A MOUNTAIN BEING BORN HE IS THE POSITIVE FORCE THAT BALANCES THE WORLD AND HE BANISHES THE SERPENT TO THE DEPTHS UP UNTIL NOW HE HAS SLEPT THEN WE CONJURED UP HIS MEMORY NO ONE OWNS THE SKY BUT ME NO ONE OWNS THE SKY BUT ME AS HE STAKES HIS CLAIM WE HEAR ONCE MORE THE SONG OF THE STORM LIKE A MOUNTAIN BEING BORN SOUTHERN DEATH CULT SOUTHERN CULT CHIEFLY WARFARE CULT SOUTHEASTERN CEREMONIAL COMPLEX SOUTHERN DEATH CULT SOUTHERN CULT CHIEFLY WARFARE CULT SOUTHEASTERN CEREMONIAL COMPLEX NO ONE OWNS THE SKY BUT ME  
3.
A to Z 02:48
A TO Z (B. BRAT - BUCK GOOTER) FROM A TO Z KEEP THEM IN YOUR HEAD YOUR VILE THOUGHTS THAT SHOULDN'T BE REPEATED EVERYTHING ABOUT THEM BRINGING RUINATION SHATTERING PEACE SHOULDN'T BE KNOWN TO BEGIN WITH IT'S ENOUGH TO WONDER IGNORANCE IS BLISS TO HEAR IT SAID IN ORDER INJECTS THE MIND WITH POISON FROM A TO Z COULD'VE DONE WITHOUT THE WORDS YOU SAID NOW I CAN'T GO BACK TRANQUILITY DEADENED I CAN NEVER HAVE THE PEACE I HAD THESE THOUGHTS ARE A SPIDER THAT LIVES ON MY BACK IT ENTERS MY EAR AND RIPS MY MIND TO SHREDS COVERS IT ALL WITH ITS WEB CAPTURES THE MEAT OF INNOCENT DREAMS CAPTURES THE MEAT OF INNOCENT DREAMS AND HAS ITSELF ANOTHER FEAST
4.
SEX WITH A HORNET'S NEST (T. TURTLE – BUCK GOOTER) MY NAME WAS HATE IT WAS NEVER REAL AN URGE ONLINE FOR YOU TO FEEL IF YOU WANNA DIE ON A SEXUAL CREST HAVE SEX WITH A HORNET'S NEST SEX WITH A HORNET'S NEST YOU'LL PROBABLY DIE BUT YOU'RE TOUGHER THAN THE REST SEX WITH A HORNET'S NEST YOU'LL PROBABLY DIE BUT YOU'RE TOUGHER THEN THE REST YOU FACEBOOK FUCKERS AIN'T GOT NO NERVE FUCKED IN THE ASS BY THE GOD YOU SERVE IF YOU THINK YOU'RE PUNK, BUDDY, HERE'S THE TEST: HAVE SEX WITH A HORNET'S NEST I CAN'T BELIEVE I THOUGHT THAT SHIT WAS TRUE DON'T LIE MOTHER FUCKER SO DID YOU BUT THERE WILL BE A FIRST THAT'S MY GUESS TO HAVE SEX WITH A HORNET'S NEST
5.
EAT MY ISOLATION (B. BRAT - BUCK GOOTER) I EAT MY ISOLATION SUBSIST ON IT BREATHE IT IN COAX IT DOWN AS THE NIGHT BELL HAMMERS RING A SILENT SOUND AND THE SPIRIT EATS THE CREATURE PUSHES IT DOWN AND THE CREATURE IS AS SPIRIT: IT IS ALONE ALL ONE! AND NEVER DONE IT IS ALONE ALL ONE! AND NEVER DONE IT IS ALONE ALL ONE! AND NEVER DONE WHEN I EAT MY ISOLATION I EAT MY ISOLATION IT'S KEPT ME FED FOR YEARS SOMETIMES IT'S ALL I'VE GOT I'M RINGING LIKE THE SIRENS BECKONING NO ONE SPREADING EARTH OVER MY SCALP BRINGING WATER TO MY TONGUE MAY THE MUSIC PULL ME OUT LIKE A FRAIL, VAMPIRIC COMPANION LIKE A PLAGUE DOG ON A SERIOUS RUN A PLAGUE DOG ON A SERIOUS RUN A PLAGUE DOG ON A SERIOUS RUN WHEN I EAT MY ISOLATION  
6.
FUN IN THE SUN (T. TURTLE – BUCK GOOTER) LET'S GET READY FOR SOME FUN IN THE SUN THE BURNING MAN WON'T BE THE ONLY ONE YOU MOTHERFUCKERS HAVE FUCKED SHIT UP, YOU MOTHERFUCKERS HAVE FUCKED SHIT UP AND NOW THE SUN'S GONNA SCORCH SOME BUTT YOU MOTHERFUCKERS HAVE FUCKED SHIT UP DON'T YOU THINK IT'S RATHER STRANGE WE SWIM IN WINTER FREEZE IN SPRING NO SHADE LEFT FROM BURNING HEAT THE AIR WE BREATHE SMELLS LIKE ROTTING FEET YOUR SCIENTIFIC GAMES HAVE RUN AMOK YOU'RE OUT OF HERE SO WHY GIVE A FUCK LET'S GET READY FOR SOME FUN IN THE SUN THE BURNING MAN WON'T BE THE ONLY ONE  
7.
DISINTEGRATION (B. BRAT - BUCK GOOTER) CRASH OVER ME LIKE WAVES OF SOUND LIKE CHURNING OCEANS LIKE WATER ENGULF ME IN FLAMES BURN ME TO ASH AS THE WIND RAISE ME AND I WILL SCATTER BURY ME BEYOND DEPTH MAKE ME STONE AGAIN OR FUEL FOR A DEAD NATION DISINTEGRATION
8.
ANTS ARE COOL (T. TURTLE – BUCK GOOTER) COULDN'T BE AN ENGINEER MY BRAIN DON'T WORK THAT WAY DID THE NEXT BEST THING BOUGHT AN ANT FARM YESTERDAY ANTS ARE COOL ANT SOCIETY PUTS OUR MESS TO SHAME NO ROOM FOR LAZY FUCKS THERE'S NO TIME TO PLAY. COMMUNICATION'S KEY THEY'VE GOT A LOT TO SAY AMAZING MAZES LOOM AT MY PICNIC THEY CAN STAY
9.
POODLE WAGON/PINK DYE (B. BRAT - BUCK GOOTER) I’M CLEANING UP THE POODLE WAGON YOU’RE TRAPPED IN A HOOP IN MID AIR AFTER ALL THE TROUBLES, CLOWNS, AND DOLLARS NO ONE REALLY CARES THE MUSIC MAY CHANGE THE GRIFT MAY HESITATE BUT SOME THINGS NEVER STRAY THE DISTENDED UTERUS OF THE ELEPHANT OVERWORKED AND DESPERATE LONGING FOR ITS LOVED ONES LIFE BEATEN FROM ITS EYES I’M CLEANING UP THE POODLE WAGON GRATEFUL FOR THE DISGUISE YES I AM I’M CLEANING UP THE POODLE WAGON PINK DYE AND SHIT ALL OVER MY HANDS
10.
THE SPIDER’S EYES (B. BRAT - BUCK GOOTER) I STARED INTO THE SPIDER’S EYES RIGHT BEFORE I TOOK HIS LIFE HE CAME ACROSS THE FLOOR AT ME AS I WAS LISTENING TO THIS BEAT HE STOPPED AND STARED AT ME I SAW THE SPIDER’S FANGS MY FASCIA WOULD NOT SUSTAIN AND ROT AWAY QUICK IF HE BIT HIS DISEASE LIKE FIRE ON DRY LEAVES WASTING ME WASTING ME IS THAT A VIOLIN ON HIS ABDOMEN? IS THAT A VIOLIN ON HIS ABDOMEN? SO HE WENT BENEATH MY FEET AS HE CHARGED TOWARDS ME MAYBE IT WAS NOTHING BUT FROM DEATH I’M FREE WHAT’S ONE LESS SPIDER? WHAT’S ONE MORE ME? I STARED INTO THE SPIDER’S EYES RIGHT BEFORE I TOOK HIS LIFE  

about

On The Spider’s Eyes, Buck Gooter have strapped sheets of urban post modernist metal to their bodies and weaponized themselves. The music that comes forth is a smarter and more capable predator than what the band has previously produced. It makes their last effort, Witch Molecules, seem almost friendly by comparison.

The beats on The Spider’s Eyes are machine stamped, relentless. The songs themselves are reverberant sheet steel cacophonous odes to devastation. The vocals are comin’ to ya straight from an abandoned factory in some lost industrial ghetto. Is Buck Gooter mad or merely telling you how it is? The Spider’s Eyes could be the new Blues for those who escaped mediocrity’s slaughterhouse in a century whose future went to the highest bidder almost as soon as it was ushered in less than twenty years ago.

Instead of wielding the sword, on The Spider’s Eyes, Buck Gooter is the sword itself, with each song, smashing themselves into a harder and denser mass upon an anvil of their own design.

Billy and Turtle have set up their backline at the edge that gives way to the Abyss and did their thing. The Spider’s Eyes is the result. By the time you get to the title track at the end of the record, you are left standing alone in a vast wasteland of debris. The ride was good but the walk home will be long.

Buck Gooter’s early releases immediately and permanently established them as outsiders—sure to keep squares and normals at bay. Brave and alienating like early Suicide. If you have what it takes, The Spider’s Eyes could very well be the record you have been waiting for some band with the guts and hearts full of anti-matter to finally make. If not, it is a line drawn in the sand and you would be wise to step away. You will know which side you’re on very quickly.

The Goot will never die.

-- Henry Rollins

credits

released November 25, 2014

BUCK GOOTER – THE SPIDER’S EYES
AS IT WAS COMMITTED TO TAPE
12/7/13 @ INNER EAR STUDIO BY DON ZIENTARA

BUCK GOOTER FOREVER:
THEREMINS – BB
GUITARS – TT

ALL SONGS BY BUCK GOOTER
BELLS ON “THE SPIDER’S EYES” BY ST. STEPHEN’S CATHEDRAL, PASSAU, GERMANY (CAPTURED BY BB)
ALL PHOTOGRAPHY BY PAUL SOMERS

THANKS TO RYAN, DON, BEN, AND PAUL FOR YOUR BELIEF AND TOIL. THANKS TO SYLVIA’S PLATHS FOR NOT CARING ABOUT US HANGING OUT WITH YOUR SPIDER.
THANKS TO KEVIN RILEY FOR THE SPIDER ORB.

THANKS TO THE ACTUAL LISTENER.

AVAILABLE ON LP FROM SOPHOMORE LOUNGE / FEEDING TUBE:
sophomoreloungerecords.com/spiderseyes.html
feedingtuberecords.com/releases/spiders-eyes/

European vinyl availability here:
www.x-mist.de/index.php?id_item=11757

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Buck Gooter Harrisonburg, Virginia

Ghost-motivated electronic rock.

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