Bot Of Big God, Bomb Of His Whirs

by Tendon Levey

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1.	Handle My Bees 02:24	lyrics
It is so correct I do not wear masks Just to handle my bees This is what I went to him for So that I do not have to wear Gloves with my bees Tendon, do they sting? Oh, do they do Oh, won′t you watch Outlived are you Who are you now Who was I now Oh, lovely then Oh, lovely yet
2.	Bastard Form 01:28
3.	Parting Gift 01:07	lyrics
Here I will place my tear and tell it “Love the thing you landed on” Oh, as the Lord I sat here quiet I love the glove I’ve landed in Happy music Reaching in Happy music Feeling cold The parting gift Is the parting itself Calm to cold
4.	The Barrel On The Top 01:45	lyrics
Little, little pit in my head Why did I go inside Don't take from my goddess, no Don't take from my goddess, no The barrel on the top makes quite the skull You seed her stomach the horror Don't take from my goddess, no The barrel on the top, wake up it's gone You seem to stomach the horror
5.	Garden Stock 01:03
6.	Congregate The Slain 01:38	lyrics
Don't say no (No, no, no, no) I come to you Leave no room For your brain to lead its own direction I come to you Leave no room For your thoughts to think their own direction All racing, here comes it Tow it out to out of life Tow it out, out life Everyone good congregates in outside life Everything good comes from those congregations All sits in the other one, all the... And all sits in this one, it’s just me and Elijah With too much innate knowledge to not find this all so funny I'm just twenty years old My fibers are already too tough And you may not move them You cannot cut them You may not glue them You can bend them just a bit But you may not boil them Because they won't soften
7.	Get Help 00:50	lyrics
This would be a great time If I could help myself If I could get the help Test me a lot Please be an overture This could be a great time I could love all my room I could love anything I could have faulty cause I could have faulty cause I could have faulty cause I could have faulty cause This could be a great time If I could help myself If I could get the help I could be facetious I could be facetious I could be facetious It wouldn′t be much but it would be more I could be faulty cause
8.	Blood Wallet 02:16	lyrics
Let love lay strewn in the cold
9.	You Have Caught The Bug 01:25	lyrics
Biting every pop Biting every bomb Living nervous fog Look at nervous fog Biting every huff Listen like it was You have gnawed the pit Come and get the sun You have fought the bug You have caught the bug I would chase it as I would chase it is If I take that whip I will have the whip I think... I saw a die I think of the soul, I do I think of a lit hammock's holding
10.	Friends Really Started To Pick Apart Friends 01:01	lyrics
Nothing as small as the Rhu Belly Friends really started to pick apart friends My room is so awesome, like us Come to me
11.	Getting Pumpkin Pie 02:22	lyrics
Getting pumpkin pie Get it, getting pumpkin pie Getting pumpkin pie Get it, getting pumpkin pie Getting pumpkin pie Get it, getting pumpkin pie Getting pumpkin pie Get it, getting pumpkin pie Verdict of Zeus Bot of Big God Bomb of his whirs They’re out of time They’re out of time They’re out of time Get the pumpkin pie Get the, get the pumpkin pie Get us pumpkin pie Get us, get us pumpkin pie Get us pumpkin pie Get us, get us pumpkin pie Get us pumpkin pie Get us, get us pumpkin pie We just want to know That you are in our building
12.	Ashes Game 01:14	lyrics
Amnesty Amnesty Happy far I go From this star Keep it clean Ha, ha, ha Laugh, bee sting Laugh, bee sting Up and up they stack Ashes game Ashes game Respite from my cleft Aren’t you sweet Don’t you see Don’t you know the book I can be anything if I open good
13.	New Numbers 01:08	lyrics
God, don't waver Ornamental tree Suns and diadems Prayers and new numbers I wish I was never soft I wish I was never cold I wish I did not know code And that it hadn't found me before I ever had a family
14.	Opposed By The Stars 02:20	lyrics
Our distant problems won′t die distantly, distantly Soon all that is faith and all that is sight Will see some night Our distant problems won't die distantly just to die Our distant problems won′t die distantly, distantly Anita, what will we not do I have been more patient Than any heart that I've ever heard about
15.	I Wish I Did Not Know Code 01:17	lyrics
I wish I was never soft I wish I was never cold I wish I did not code And them that found me Before I ever had a family Be good, be good I’ll be good, be good I’ll be good, be good Just enough, enough Just enough Be good, be good I’ll be good, be good Just enough, enough Just enough

about

The thirty-seventh release from Tendon Levey.
All music, lyrics and artwork improvised and executed by Tendon.

An excerpt from The Songs and Symbols of Tendon Levey: “ Sometimes referred to as “The Month of Many Laughs”, the final weeks of 2009 remain one of the most notorious periods of my lifetime, being unbearably dark, desperate and deranged.

After months of constant choking, starving and sleeplessness caused by the tightness of my throat and the coldness of my body I had reached the absolute pinnacle of suffering that I could bear. I was dangerously underweight after months of being unable to eat. The only bright side to it all was the fact that I had planned to commit suicide on New Years Eve. On Christmas I would be getting a new computer which didn’t freeze every time a program was opened, so I figured that I could quickly mix my recent albums and post them on some file transfer website before ending my life. That was my plan. And this would give me the time to make just one last album as I awaited my coming death. At once emotional, numb and traumatized, I set out to create Bot of Big God, Bomb of His Whirs.

This period takes its name from a particularly disturbing ritual of sorts which I carried out on a daily basis for all the month. Said ritual would involve me lining my dim-lit bedroom with photos of faces, upon which I would turn on a particular song by funk musician George Clinton and I would masturbate. Then, after ejaculating, I would look up to find all of the faces laughing at me from in the darkness of my cellar and I would fill with agony and I would curse them. I did this repeatedly in the hopes that I would one day find an exception. Then I would coat my face in semen and I would run to fetch a coffee from the upstairs which I would take with me into the shower stall. I would sit in the dry shower and convulse for the next ten to fifteen minutes before returning to my cellar to record the music that would feature on Bot of Big God (and The Rifles in Mind Recoil, on which is contained many tracks leftover from these recording sessions). As I said, I did this every day of the month, or nearly so, and my reason for doing all of these specific steps was simply in an attempt to recreate the conditions in which this first came about.”

I am not sure that it makes as much sense as I once thought, but the title is meant to be interpreted as meaning something along the lines of ‘The Wrath Of God’. The title comes from a line in “Getting Pumpkin Pie” which depicts some Zeus-like deity casting lightning down from the heavens. Nut, or Nuit, the Egyptian sky goddess which appears on the cover, appeared to me one morning during a spell of sleep paralysis. I tried desperately to reach out to her for help, and when she disappeared so did my hope of surviving my circumstances.

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released December 31, 2009

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Tendon Levey

Private, diarial recording project of reclusive occultist Choir “Tendon” Leviyey recorded over a period of four years (August 2007-June 2011) and disrupted by vocal injury. Finally released to the public for the first time in 2017 to commemorate the project’s ten year anniversary. Please visit bit.ly/leviyey and bit.ly/leviyeytwo for more. ... more

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