Shake Hands with Danger

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A part-time cabal. A fusion of assemblage art, hurly-burly, bedlam, disquiet and poetry. A band. A collaboration. A constellation of cryptic acoustics. A work of real fiction.

Although there is a rotating cast of collaborators, the band is centered around the beats of Christopher Campbell [The Creeping Man & Squid1969] and the lyrics/vox of Björ6n Oranj [The Halcyon Brothers, Squid1969 and Squinting Matador]. Other contributors include Mint Machete, Bosky Rumbluffer [The Halcyon Brothers, Antheap, Pop Creeps, The Vanishing Spies, Revo, Bosky and The Rumbluffers].

Shake Hands with Danger was written and recorded over the course of two years in Tanzania, The United States of America, Mexico and Vietnam. It is experimental and personal.

Beyond the band formation, This Isn't Just a Cult is also a podcast which contains real fiction from members of the art collective. It is available everywhere.

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released October 29, 2019

Chris Campbell [a.k.a. The Creeping Man]: Beats
Björ6n Oranj: Lyrics/Vocals
Mint Machete [a.k.a. Machete Petals]: Guitar
Bosky Rumbluffer: Guitar/Bass/Production

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Track Name: Entertain Me
The radiator burst as I was driving down your block
I was eating firecrackers; I was driving in the dark

Music explosion. Speakers to blare
I got a vision from the mission bells and started to stare

My heart is like a revolution
Your mouth is filled with air

I’ll go out
If you move the clouds
If you hold my hand
If you sing out loud

Entertain Me

Hitting the road with Harvey the Hit man
Hitting the bricks till we hit pay-dirt
Hit in the head with a heavy hammer
When Harvey the Hit man hit the roof

Hitting the wall and hauled off to Houston
Hoping and hoisting to hit it a crack

I’ll go out
If you move the clouds
If you hold my hand
If you sing out loud

Entertain Me

Benny the bastard is a bar room saint
Give lip and get plastered, then Benny’s your mate
Buzzword was blackbird and I passed through the gate
Cuz Benny the Bastard is a bar room saint

My heart is like a revolution
Your mouth is filled with air

I’ll go out
If you move the clouds
If you hold my hand
If you sing out loud

My heart is like a revolution
Your mouth is filled with air

Entertain Me

My heart is like a revolution
Your mouth is filled with air
Track Name: Just You and Me
With a camera
Abracadabra
I snapped a picture that entered your dreams
You rolled it up
And tied it in knots
‘Cause nobody said this life would be free

I’m not one for the hope
I’m one for the punches
I lace ‘em up and walk in-between
The forms and the letters
‘Cause life suits me better
With a chalk outline
Of just you and me
‘Cause what could be better
A life on the highway
Just you and me
Just you and me

‘Cause everything is coming to a sudden crash
We’re all just hoping that the brakes will snap
Let’s speed forward with feet on the gas
It’s all gonna end in a sudden crash
Track Name: Miracle Drug
Down at the Miracle Drug Minstrel Show
Ring down the curtain with some Rock n’ Roll
With your Swiss Army knife and your surgical gown
Bring into play a breeding ground
For billionaires
Building castles in the air
Breach of peace
Bight’s disease
Breathing needs
Brought you to me
My bride to be
My brass ring
For breaking free

Down at the Miracle Drug
I’m breaking free
From this minstrel show
For breaking free

Ring down the curtain
I’m breaking free
Rock n’ Roll’s been good to me
My Swiss Army knife
Means the world to me
From my surgical gown
For breaking free

Bring into play a breeding ground
For billionaires
Building castles in the air
Breach of peace
Bight’s disease
Breathing needs
Brought you to me
My bride to be
My brass ring
For breaking free

Down at the Miracle Drug Minstrel Show
Ring down the curtain with some Rock n’ Roll
With your Swiss Army knife and your surgical gown
Bring into play a breeding ground
For billionaires
Building castles in the air
Track Name: Clever Clever
Looking back on my memory sequence
I can’t find me a witness
Cuz I’m alone
A moss-covered stone

Talking stacks and sugary science
It’s leaving me eyeless
Cuz I’m a clone
Just soft silicone

Believing smack and mercury guidance
Checking out the atlas
With a wishbone
Lost in headphones

Acting slack with bravery fragrance
Waiting to be famous
Not quite full grown
Glossed and unknown

Being lax with recovery hindrance
Not into fitness
More like homegrown
I’m the boss of post-pone

Trampled by the Steeple’s choir
Hanging on the Empire’s idol
I believe these days are dire
Fundamentally suicidal

Oh, to be an elder in the city that sleeps at the bar
Birds of a feather together forever
Clever, clever, clever, clever, clever, clever, clever

Asking hacks about my lottery grievance
Cuz I’m feeling so helpless
Kicked shinbone
No megaphone

Calling Jack with slippery patience
But the guy is a genius
With a trombone
He’s a cross cyclone

Begging snacks with cursory cadence
And feeling quite anxious
I’ve lost my throne
Exhaust has been blown

Reading racks of glittery essence
So I can paint on my canvas
With a gemstone
Embossed with a groan

Stepping cracks with advisory license
Then treat ‘em like a cactus
Let’s make the tombstone
Out of frost and a moan

Trampled by the Steeple’s choir
Hanging on the Empire’s idol
I believe these days are dire
Fundamentally suicidal

Oh, to be an elder in the city that sleeps at the bar
Birds of a feather together forever
Clever, clever, clever, clever, clever, clever, clever
Track Name: Jesus H Christ on Dramamine
I had all the time in the world
On my all-terrain vehicle
Until I reached my boiling point
Body double, now pass the joint

Good looking, god fearing, go insane

Spewing Fuckins by the dozens
We were laughing at your cousin’
Cuz the poisons stands deeper
In the water that I creep in

Designer drugs sent over-night
Descending order to your right
On easy street with easy rock
An elder statesman on the clock

Good-looking, God fearing, Go insane

Spewing Fuckins by the dozens
We were laughing at your cousin’
Cuz the poisons stands deeper
In the water that I creep in

I rode over the mountain pass
On a dirt bike on got in France
Wrote it up to my echo heart
Instead of dreams that fell apart

Good looking, god fearing, go insane

Spewing Fuckins by the dozens
We were laughing at your cousin’
Cuz the poisons stands deeper
In the water that I creep in

Hard of hearing and hard to please
So hard to sell the happy tease
These incidental inclined plains
Ill-fitted for the pouring rains

Jesus H. Christ on Dramamine
Track Name: Say Goodnight
You’ve got scandal eyes
You’ve got endurance lips
And your heart goes out to all those inner-city kids

Now that warm, happy feeling is gone
In English and in Spanish
The laws of nations have a laundry list
And a leading man you can’t resist
A Merchant Marine you won’t meet halfway
Not-for-profit Beaujolais

But you’ll pay to win with your outlaw grin.
Your system relies on numbers that lie

Oh, some hesitation then new vocations
My arms are stations for demarcations

Your dream is my nightmare
This beautiful doll with a devil’s tongue
Everyone across the sea
Came quite close to look at me
Everyone from across the land
Said they came to take a stand
Everyone across the air
Said to come from everywhere

Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Say goodnight Say goodnight

Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Say goodnight Say goodnight

Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Say goodnight Say goodnight


But you’ve got insurance lips
You’ve suspect eyes

And your heart goes out to all those inner-city kids
Track Name: In My Two Car Garage pt. 1
In my two-car garage
Between her Honda and my Dodge
I’ve got my B&B for the BBC

Monkeys dressed as cowboys riding dogs made up as horses
I think you’ll all agree we better stop and check the sources

There’s some trouble with the middle of the circumstance
We run for cover cuz it’s our only chance
Guns with blanks and a silencer for all young girls
Sent to war with lots of curls
Rosemary beads and everlasting sense of hope
Rosemary beads that are gonna end up used as rope

Monkeys dressed as cowboys riding dogs made up as horses
I think you’ll all agree we better stop and check the sources

There’s an image bearing low and even soft and slow
Though the window of my lovely heart and lonely soul
I search my pockets for the sockets that will bring closure
These pale and sullen days decay and fray my exposure
All the lines are on display in every way and every day
The role I play is to say the one will not pray

Monkeys dressed as cowboys riding dogs made up as horses
I think you’ll all agree we better stop and check the sources

In my two-car garage
Between her Honda and my Dodge
I’ve got my B&B for the BBC
Track Name: Ultra-Violet Tea
I’m lonely and my mouth aches
I’m just about to die
My heart it quivers moon shakes
Like two lovers on a vine

To taste the light organic
To taste what is obscure
To huddle in the found joy
Of all of us is true

There’s some trouble in the city
But the birds are singing pretty
They’ve been lifting Bodhicitta
From Monday through the weekends
From my Plymouth Barracuda
I see robins with their mudras
I see sparrows without egos
And cardinals without goals

I measured in my last stance
And then I turned away
This subtle occupation
Will surely have its way

It’s like ultra-violet nuance
It’s like candy-coated stars
It’s like sitting in the last row
Of my first abandoned car

Can candle light obscure us?
Can silence be our friend?
Is this ultra-violet nuance,
Just the pest to show the end?

You’re writing up the last words
And brewing up some tea
You celebrate fantastic
By drinking herbs with glee

And I celebrate my true love
Like all good centuries
I drink my light fantastic
With some ultra-violet tea.
Track Name: OK Uruguay
Tiger Lou Sue rode the menopause train
She tore the noose loose, lost her mind just the same
Seized a 10 O’clock ego
Straight from her sack
She dyed her hair long blonde
Just to enter the pack

Ohh----------my dear
The sentence was long
The judge answered wrong
A drunk drinking song
That echoes life long
A palace singsong, sing-sing
Palace singsong, sing-sing

I’ll be your hero
If you suck my ego
If it’s the same
Then it’s okay
We’ll take a holiday
North of Spain
Maybe Uruguay
If it’s all the same
Okay Uruguay

Ben was Roger’s son
Born soaked in rum
He tore the noose loose, took his mind on the run
He studied Imogene Sweetcakes
And she studied back
She got tagged by the rapture cancer – Kodiak

Ohh----------my dear
The sentence was long
The judge answered wrong
A drunk drinking song
That echoes life long
A palace singsong, sing-sing
Palace singsong, sing-sing

I’ll be your hero
If you suck my ego
If it’s all the same
Then it’s okay
We’ll take a holiday
To the north of Spain
Maybe Uruguay
If it’s all the same
Okay Uruguay
Track Name: The House Burned Down
You know the house burned down / the sailors all done drowned
The writer’s hit their blocks / the mother’s darned their socks

They rode across the sea / and they rode across the lands
My ride it got sold / by the singer of the band

The writings on the wall / the print is just too small
I think it’s time to swim / let’s start it up—begin

Cuz the house burned down / my neighbor sent his hounds
The hunt was off the hook / the papers took a look

They took a lawyer to the bank / the sheriff sent a tank
The bulbs burned in his face / I think they ate some cake
But the house burned down / my god, my mouth went sound
Because the house / it burned down

The house burned down

Playing in the papers / but the papers wouldn’t sell
The papers were legit / but the papers were from Hell

In debt to my knees / my knees became my hands
The hands became eyes / but my eyes were in the sand

I told the police / and I told the Queen and
I wrote a report / to the singer of the band

The house burned down

By the time I got to Vegas / I was chewing’ on the sand
I was tied up in a roost / I was boiling hats with plans

Tuck records into pockets / decide a moral grave
Plaster posters on your heart / and move out from your cave

But, don’t forget the oceans / and don’t forget the waves
Ride in on a horse / and leave in a blaze
Track Name: Eyeball & Milk Machine
My name is Eyeball and this is Milk Machine

Wait.
Collapse.
Midnight.

My name is Milk Machine and this is Eyeball

I am over my step feeling flames of sneaky dancers and sacred storylines.
I tell you, it is all pulling to a death.
It is dangling to a depth.
It is stepping on a brow.
It is stepping on my head

And I am the Eyeball of the Milk Machine
And the Machine of Eyeball Milk
And the Milk Eyeball of Machine
And I am dancing in flames Until I collapse

Waiting for Midnight.
Track Name: T.I.J.A.C.M.F.
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