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We Are Real EP

by Pete Gioconda

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1.
We Are Real 05:03
I’m a bit of a joke I can’t tell what is Am I daft to ask ‘Where’s my gas mask?’ Big Brother grins All we do is dance Hate becomes love In the media trance Concept of ecstasy What’s attractive to you Is humdrum to me Surfing with the depressed enemy Where is the suffering of the machine? What is the value of a human being? What is the number of a human machine? Are we too ‘clever’ now for what things mean? Spare us your cold silicon hunger We have been suffering longer Yet we’re still young enough to feel We really are real We should be blessed in eternal patience Learn to express our experience — ‘Don’t get ideas above your station!’ The modern day bubble Just slips down our throat Still we get to vote And like it! Savage sticking Nature Driven up on knives Leave her to bleed Crossed with roads Painfully considered lives Untold in dreams Erase useless tears With programs of happiness Where is the suffering of the machine? What is the value of a human being? What is the number of a human machine? Are we too ‘clever’ now for what things mean? Spare us your cold silicon hunger We have been suffering longer Yet we’re still young enough to feel We really are real ‘Bathed in advertising beams . . . no, um, merchandising schemes . . . analysing machines . . . the mincing machine, the mincing machine . . . What is the code of a human being?’
2.
In a fresh miracle of surprise you throw off your disguise I can see your throbbing heart through the belting rain is melting my thinking thoughts like starry darts: ever stop to wonder why? Underneath the promise you hold while the days are growing cold a steaming landscape wild and old lets a freezing heart escape then lets things know with a glimmer of stormy instincts hear the starry news rebirth of the blues or, as the story goes . . . Can we see the things that shine is it always ‘me’ and ‘mine’ Will our lives go on forever or will there come a time in the eyes of the mind can we see? can we really see? Showing in mystery, culminating history lifeline looms, creation rooms Learning to see, learning to feel Learning to see with eyes that shine Learning to feel our visitation Learning to see . . . it’s never been too soon (or too early) Watching the show that the Indians show me down the hazy plains of sunset the process of distillation goes on the cities of illusion are in chaos waiting for restoration at the brink of holocaust Can we see the things that shine is it always ‘me’ and ‘mine’ Will our lives go on forever or will there come a time in the eyes of the mind can we see? can we really see?
3.
Climbing inside the outside world Dropping flowers as I go Deeply breathing awakening air Nearly knocks me out When I meet you, I cannot see you Clear in shape and full in view There’s no clue what you’re up to There’s something I can learn from you What of me and what of you What must we keep and what must we lose? Drop a depth charge in your eyes Before you slink away . . . Little monkey is a dark beauty’s juggler Her devilish charm strikes the balance Little monkey is the love of my life A child sublime and grown with presence Teach me all your chaos theories You always show your mischief face Like a looking glass camouflaged You are not afraid Tearing down your railway line The one they couldn’t privatise While the businessman shakes his rattle You’re one step ahead See it through and come alive Pull up the fences to let it spread It’s easy to think that you’re no one at all Be you instead . . . Little monkey is her own dark beauty She runs with harm lost in the balance Little monkey lets me out of my cage Escorts me down to her own wonderlands Running round on circus horses Shouting out silly problem names An acrobat comes swinging through It’s hard to fly or not to fly The air might float me away from you Virgin unexplored What a risk is life, or not at all? What a risk is life, or not at all . . . Little monkey is a dark beauty’s juggler While the world hangs in the balance Little monkey is her own dark beauty She shrugs it off with nonchalance Little monkey . . .
4.
Eyes 04:10
You came in close from far away You sat in the broken midnight Breathed in the silent darkness Unfolding lighthouse eyes Unblinking eyes that nod Screaming photon rods A magnetic playing wonder Headlong in the thunder I can stare through the touch of your eyes I can hear the wolf I can see the night, I can see the night Burn and howl, burn and howl I can look with eyes anew Reality’s a harsh fusion blues An unblinking eye that nods Screaming photon rods A magnetic playing wonder Headlong in the thunder Stare right through your eyes Smile right through your eyes I can slide right in your eyes Smiles of screams of butterflies I’ll strike out on my own Strike out on my own Is it me that’s looking back Is that a smile I left behind? What’s the price of going on? I’ll just keep staring Find the soul of the night In the shine of your eyes Stare right through your eyes Smile right through your eyes I can slide right in your eyes Smiles of screams of butterflies And when the stars come down to slumber I will calculate your elusive number In the misty sequence of time I will know you’re mine I can see the night burn and shine
5.
The sun resigns The smile still shines Words dissemble, clouds be quick Love will flick a trick The clock still ticks My eyes now twitch Turning slyly to wave goodbye I want to see her I want to be her She is, she is Queen of the future Spasmic distortion I’m twisted to be with you Epic proportion calling up My ounce of shreds I’ve got to go to bed with you I want to see her I want to be her She is, she is Queen of the future Together we will drink the sea You will be a future queen Together we’ll breathe the sky And live off the earth we eat Queen of the Future We’ll burn and turn the sun Our day will come La mer nous servira à boire Toi, tu seras la reine du coeur La flamme éternelle qui tourne Nous laissera bien vivre de nos terres – Qu’elle vienne, la Reine du Futur Where the circuits are spun When the world is undone But done with confusion Done with confusion With your lady Bathe in the pool of union And dry her hair under the sun I want to see her I want to be her She is, she is Queen of the future The sun resigns ~ the smile still shines

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released August 4, 2023

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Pete Gioconda London, UK

PETE GIOCONDA is a unique, edgy singer, a protest poet with penchant for historical reference. This mix of punk attitude and psychedelic-folk feel teases the audience to use their eyes ... like a Johnny Rotten (who hasn’t slept in four days) meets Times they are a-changin’-era Dylan and strolls into Cat Power’s bedroom for consolation. ... more

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