Adult Contemporary

by Tom Florida

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This home solo set (previously released as Tom Funk) kicks off with 4 post-apocalyptic pop songs from 2010. "Zombie Walk" and "Tetsuo" were written and recorded in New Orleans last summer, while the oil was still gushing into the Gulf. I wanted to express how easy it is to lose control over one's life, and how dangerous that can be, or how potent.

"That's Not Good" is a simple story-song about a man who is having a very bad day. He probably had it coming. And I hope "Arms To Sleep" will become part of your insomniac playlist. It's the sound of the bright lights of the morning apocalypse shining in between your curtains.

Adult Contemporary also features some older tracks that needed a home. "Buzz" and "Forest For The Trees" are presented here as an indie-industrial one-two punch. Both songs sing of the environmental disaster that is our current energy policy, but they differ in perspective and veer from the subject.

"Eyesore" rocks a noise rap beginning with I, Tron, in my natural habitat, morphing into a musing on the state of Beck in today's society. Yes, THAT Beck.

"Life Of Luxury" is the instrumental version of a smooth electrorocker about a radical boy who falls in love with a girl from the Right side of the tracks. Bit of a conflict of interest there; I think the music tells the tale as well as any lyrics could.

"Dark Circles" is an acoustic Southern Gothic true crime story.

Finally, "Shadow The Sunrise" is a snapshot of where I was at the beginning of 2010: broken down on the shoulder...

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released January 1, 2011

words, music, and art by Thomas David Fosburr

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Track Name: Eyesore
*introducing... the end of your life* I, Tron, my roots I'm rememberin, known the chicken bone man since awaybackwhen, dispensin lyrics like homies be dropping out a fifty cent vending machine screamin, "What's Happening?!" Hominid kids got that liquid, they R & they B and they ridin for an eyesore! *my purpose is to dispense lyrics, dispense lyrics upon the population... voice module activated* Who would I be if it didn't affect me, tolerance so high I wind up blindin my eyes, leakin fumes all over the room, all pervasive, argument so coherent, so seductive, persuasive. Arrivin on the coattails of a premonition, fear the god and feed the ammunition to the love-starved souls packin the bowls with oregano, paddin the sack with sawdust, it's sacrilege you know and I got wisecracks to go and nothin to show for it, they utilize the futile lives and there you go! Swappin colors with the backdrop, camouflagin with the black top, Black, how you adapt, and not burn red runnin? Runnin on the puddle of blood! Pumpin out from the center of the heart, it is the epicenter of a throbbin metropolis, gushin affluence, bleedin liquid diamonds, really appreciatin, steadily climbin, gettin down and out with the poverty stricken, drinkin cans of intoxicants, continuously sickenin! Pickin out the seeds like an herbivore, I M & I C and I'm livin in an eyesore! Rockin your apartment complex likek Napoleon, I'm a demon, a lion, a disappearin chameleon, announcin outside like an outdated loudspeaker, a trap with a cheeseburger to catch a mythical creature. Swappin colors with the backdrop, camouflagin with the blacktop, Black, how you adapt, and not burn red runnin? Runnin on the puddle of blood! The heat we secrete will make your 45s warp, we R & we B, we workin on an eyesore! Beleaguered by the mannequin, phantom digit, no brainer, deliverin the ransom, an incredible entertainer, my main minstrel, survivin the semifinals, providin the stylus, thrivin on audiophiles, derivin inspiration from a scandalous birthright, prevailin wisdom sold secondhand, roadside assistance on the way, called Triple-A, waitin all day writin pages, playin at panhandlin for your daily wages, Information independent of psychopharmocology, Mutations resplendent, Scientology's refugee! They R & they B, I M & I C, U R OK. They R & they B, I M & I C, U R OK. U R OK, U R OK, U R OK.
Track Name: Shadow The Sunrise
broken down on the shoulder, i narrow my eyes. i shadow the sunrise. all the legends and the engines corrode or carbonize, don't believe my eyes, don't believe the lies.... had a love, had a life, had a little in my cup, had a look, then i woke up. had a love, had a life, had a little in my cup, had a lie, then i woke up. had a love, had a life, had a little in my cup, had a look, then i woke up. had a love, had a life, had a little in my cup, had a lie, then i woke up. then i woke up, then i woke up, then i woke up, then i woke up, then i woke up, then i woke up, then i woke up, then i woke up, then i woke up, then i.... broken down on the shoulder, i narrow my eyes, i shadow the sunrise, shadow the sunrise! don't believe my eyes...