Hideous Infatuate

by Lunifred Benjamin

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Lunifred Benjamin's dense but rewarding debut LP.

Pieces of Ariel Pink's "Before Today", Animal Collective's "Feels", Destroyer's "Kaputt", Dirty Projectors' "Getty Address", & Sufjan's "Age of Adz" all put into a blender by a well-meaning cokehead.

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released April 20, 2014

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Songs & arrangements by Alex Fox Tschan.
Percussion: Nick Smeraski.
Cello: Dan Bindschedler.
Violin: Josh Henderson.
Tenor Sax: Dan Lipsitz.
Bass guitar: Dan Schneier.
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Cover art:
Portrait by Paige Acebo
Frame & Portal by Otto Milo

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Lunifred Benjamin Brooklyn, New York

LB released 2 LPs in 2014, "Autumn Suite" & "Hideous Infatuate".

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Track Name: Adulterous Maximus
I was only kiddin' when I ran up to the ledge.
I'ze only kiddin' when I put the gun to my head.
But oh, you should have seen your face!
As if we never could be replaced...

Are you so resilient???
Or just cold...
I followed you a long damn way
Just for some knowledge that I should have left unknown.
And now you wanna talk about trust,
well, if you must...
do it when the light is just so
I cannot tell the dawn from the dusk!

(((I)))
(((I can see you)))
(((And I know what you are!!!)))

ONE SHOULD NOT CONDONE A BOLD TONE
THAT COMES NOT FROM INSIDE...
It leaves your lips a lover's kiss,
but how does it arrive???

You know "Father Time", he ain't your kin...
He gives you away now...
He'll give you away then.

Are you just talkin' shit now???
Or have you truly struck gold?
Do you take this blue-eyed future to have & to hold?
Adulterous Maximus---back from the age of a stone!
My god, the blue-eyed future,
she has not heard the birds have flown!

And now you wanna talk about trust,
well, now I think we must!
Now that the light is just so
I cannot tell the dawn from the dusk!
Track Name: Cocaine Solution
(((Your love is mine.)))
(((Your love is mine now.)))
(((Your love is mine.)))
(((Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine!!!)))

You know i've got hot sauce blood,
and a cocaine brain.
Senoritas on the road kiss like they know,
homestead baby kiss so plain.

I need a thrill & a chase
to soothe my southern soul.
But the war with time & space
will leave your heart
A MOTHERFUCKING HOLE!
I tell the lie.
It turns itself true.
Sugars laced with spice.
And faces laced with EYES!!!

Dear god, I don't care if you're there.
I just care that I'm here.
And I ain't never bothered you
'cause i have seen 32!
And maybe I keep you kicking 'round my head
just to cope with the dead…
But I believe that one day my heart will explode
from too much LOVE
not too much stuff…
Amen!

Please don't hide your skinny mind.
I ain't gonna try to feed you.

And please don't try to avert your eyes.
The ones that are staring at you
MIGHT NEED YOU!

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Your heart is an hourglass
and on the day you were born
it was flipped over on its ass!!!
And now you're runnin'. pumpin',
but you're never satisfied…
Everything could happen in just one night!
Everything could happen in one night
with your little white lines…
But you're never satisfied!
Never satisfied until you die!!!
Track Name: Mannahatta, I Never Knew Ya
Mannahatta, I never knew ya.
I would have loved to've had the chance
to have lost ya...

What was it that that rhapsode said?
Where was it that your man was met??

I'm standin' right here, but I can't see it...

I go straight from getting paid
to getting drunk & getting laid.
And through the homeless coughing in the cobble
one or two soothesay---
"god, she gonna come back as a dog!
and she'll just want to play!!"

I'm goin' keep standin' right here so I can see it.

THE MODERN MIND MAY OUTGROW GOD
WHEN THE MODERN HEART
LEARNS IT HAD IT THE WHOLE TIME.

Dawn breaks your heart, child...
Go and make your art, child,
so that love can never begin
or end.
Track Name: Line of Best Wit/Outcrier
Terrible loss, it hangs above your head.
And now, the silvery cross above your breast...
Your new tribe does not imbibe the introspection---
"one chance per chest!"

If you're lookin' for love from a literary lion,
then you're waiting for warmth by the fire as it's dyin'...
But the stubborn & insane have earned their fame
and we keep right on tryin'...

I hear the chimes of laughter from my femme formidable
while she walks & whistles with the danse macabre, brah!---
"...but the conquerors & the confident all
eventually must rest."

You cooked your head
while the children slept...
We do coke off a collection
of your "best."

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(((Heaven on the Earth, can ya try it for me, baby???)))
(((Heaven undeserved... can you live with what you lose???)))

I'll be the First Stonecaster.
I keep caged the depraved & doleful turtle doves,
over which I am sky & I am master!
We sing songs that serve none
And we don't revolve 'round no sun!
And we carve out a chorus in the alabaster ammo---
"No! We won't risk the wound & seek love!"

These men who lean against the bar...
These men who wonder where you are...
These men NEED love...
While I try to reconsile my chivalrous well-meaning
with my gangbang dreaming...
Lord, did you put aside the love of my life???
I am ready now...
To be gentle now...
Rather than lead a-drip with the old blade's old blood!
Track Name: Take Care of It
(((No love.)))

I was gonna be a singer...
Lord, I ain't no father figure!
But she said that she would "take care of it."

Papi, please excuse me,
fifty pennies for the loosie...
But it's all there & you know where to find me.

Don't you be so sure that love will occur...
The borough's already bloody enough, baby.
But I found the posy from your dreams
in the pocket of my jeans...
And you said, "Promise me you'll always take care of it!"

No love without permission...
That forfeiture of volition!
Why, when your gaze it comes as a cold clean wave,
does it always ask me for some???
Oh, ye weary analysand on the beach
with the black horizon...
The banns with oblivion will take care of it!
Track Name: Crescent Mind
(((Never you mind the light now, babe)))
(((You never get no light no way...)))

Timothy asked me,
"Where would one be
if the levee in one's own mind just up & broke?"
Oh, the mighty river's raging...
infrastructure's failing...
So Timothy, it would be best
if you did not joke!

Most never look to see
the hole in the hull of the River Queen.
Go ask the Captain if it's hopeless,
he'll know exactly what you mean!
Oh, your mighty memory's fading...
Save whatever's worth saving!
But never forget,
you ain't the only one who lives in Old Orleans...

The jokes come fast out of the jaws of glass...
Meretricious songbird singin' flat...
I can't hear you darlin',
you must talk over the past!!!
Track Name: Hideous Infatuate Hymn
Oh mirror, mirror,
how I fear her, fear her...
She gives me just the saddest faces!

How dare you, dare you,
compare me to a summer's day???
When you call me from the wintriest places!

Father, why is this poet
peddling on the front lines?
When his words,
are divine.

(((There goes my baby with our love in tact!)))
(((Can I count on the love, baby, when you get back?)))
Heart is cold,
though skin's on fire.
Devil's dirge,
from the children's choir.

Roses, roses, roses…
You know what you do!
Yet you are always sorry
to leave me in the darkest places.

(((There goes my baby with our love!)))
(((THERE GOES MY BABY WITH OUR LOVE)))
Heart is cold,
though skin's on fire.
Devil's dirge,
from the children's choir.

You say you see a light
behind my storm-tossed eyes…
How do we make it shine?
Track Name: Gunslingers
No you may not pawn off malevolent actions of men
as a conceptual evil.
You share a killer's bed.
Hell, you may even be in love with him!
The heart ain't there to be reasonable...

We waited for the schoolbus
to take us to the massacre.
How could Mary have known to go there?
How could you ask for her afterwards?

Oh, but your king...
he be strugglin' & thin.
He no longer feels the ancient earthen spin.
Though the tide is high & turning towards America---
"Land of the Gunslingers."
Making our loved ones infinitely late for dinner...
The source of the light rescinding just as I was just beginning...
To be seein' ya.

No you may not pawn off your cold blood & this warming globe
as a consequential fever.
We made a killer's bed.
We must all lay down with him.
In the mind, all things are feasible...

We waited for the schoolbus
to take us to the massacre.
How could Mary have known to go there?
How could you ask for her afterwards?
But are we really so very far from brother Jesus?
And who ain't got a scar from the Scarlet Angel?

Oh, but your king...
he be strugglin' & thin.
He no longer feels the ancient earthen spin.
Though the tide is high & turning towards America---
"Land of the Gunslingers."
Making our loved ones infinitely late for dinner...
The source of the light rescinding just as I was just beginning...
To be seein' ya.

Virgins be whisperin' under pink Virginia moons
while believers mean the words they leave at gray gravestones---
"See you soon."