Hospice Chorale

by David E. Williams

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    Although conceived as a return to his early days of lyrical nihilism and musical minimalism, Williams' 7th full length release serves more as an old fashioned revue of his strengths and idiosyncrasies, from the gallows cabaret of "The One Who Doesn't Die" through to the vocal-free power electronics of "Catholic Nihilist.

    Curious and inventive textures abound, but old fans will still feel warm and fuzzy within the confines of these preternatural songs of innocence --"Someday I Will Live My Life as a Horse"-- and experience -- "Thailand? (Why Can't All the World Be)."

    Guest performers include:
    Bain Wolfkind (solo, Nova Homo, Der Blutharsch), Jerome Deppe, Tony Cesa (Destroying Angel, Signls), Albo Sudekum (Apibus), David Talento (Music for Isolation Tanks), Jane Elizabeth (Tesco USA).
    From beyond the grave appears the great American crooner Bing Crosby, in a sampled monologue of unmitigated cruelty.
    The release was mastered by the renowned James Plotkin (Khanate and many others).
    The CD cover is a magnificent painting by American artist Bill Rutherfoord.

    Tracklist:
    1. The One Who Doesn't Die
    2. War on Despair
    3. Someday I Will Live My Life as a Horse
    4. Vinegar Stew (workstation vers.)
    5. Lillian Awoke
    6. A Prostate in Autumn
    7. BDA 30
    8. Brazen, Ablaze
    9. Thailand? (Why Can't All the World Be)
    10. The Coughalong Song
    11. Suicide Skyline (Method II)
    12. Catholic Nihilist
    13. Workplace Homicide

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1.
I should have written more songs when I had the chance of life and love and true romance. But it’s time to write another song of the sort I’ve been singing all along. I turned 60 today and it’s good to be alive. I’m in your obituary where it says “Survived By.” I’m alone once again. There’s another friend in Hell another eulogy of mine delivered so well. Sometimes I tire of being the one who doesn’t die. One time there was a line that I would self-quote often: outlive your enemy so you can shit on his coffin. But they’re dropping away ‘til there’s nobody left a cadaver parade of the bereaved and the bereft. Sometimes I tire of being the one who doesn’t die. Sometimes I tire of being the one who doesn’t… feel very well… all of a sudden…
2.
I’m a bit of a cripple and I’ve been since I was four. My daddy threw me down the stairs and I didn’t walk right any more. But walk away I did through the decades without fear. They let me drive the slaughter car because I knew how to steer. And I’ve been winning the war on despair by attrition. Winning the war on despair. Let me tell you about this homeless girl who used to fuck with me every day. She laughed at my limp and called me a gimp every single day. So I gave her junky boyfriend some cash to strangle her dead. Fifty bucks up front two hundred at the end was the deal that we set. He was kind of a good guy knew a lot about baseball. Come out of your closets. Come out of your graves. Come out of your sleeping bags and your toothbrush holders. Come out of the inside. Go in to the outside. It’s time for your swan dive into the river of flame.
3.
Someday I will live my life as a horse no marriage or divorce just a bed of hay that doubles as a place to play or a meal or the basis of a meal like lettuce in a salad. Someday I will live my life as a stone not a man of styrofoam. Smaller pebbles and the dirt will be my only friends. In the weeds we will ponder greater deeds. We will prove that granite bleeds. I went outside looking for air. There was no air to be found. I had a wad of gum in my hair fading from pink to brown. Someday I will end my life as a corpse with a smile on, of course having lived a life that radiates through lives not lived as well no clothes on me in the casket they will call it the naked funeral.
4.
I was a doctor and I was married to a nurse. We never got to practice but we often got to rehearse. Then I was a lawyer and I was married to a paralegal. I lost her at the ocean. She was carried away by a seagull. Spring comes this week or I shall simply spring a leak! Landlocked yet lonelier than any man lost at sea stewing in his vinegar like a big shit salad. Ah… like a big shit salad. I was a murder and I was married to a birth. Earth is just a nicer way of calling someone dirt.
5.
Lillian awoke and looked out of her window. She saw her pajamas on the washing line. She had taken them down before she had gone to bed. Now she wonders how they got back on the washing line.
6.
I fell asleep my vertebrae in tangles beneath a sullen tapestry of sexless angels. The carpet was a different story altogether. Every time I piss myself I fear that it’s the last time. Every time I piss myself I fear that it’s the last time. The final transmission of my bladder to the world: “SOS SOS SOS SOS all my love and all my best.”
7.
BDA 30 02:29
8.
Brazen, ablaze, the bashful nymph serves me a smile the color of lymph. This is the dish that I asked for. This is the plate that I got. Everything smells like soda. Everything tastes like snot. Nothing brings joy to a world gone sad like a beautiful girl who smells real bad. These are the teeth of the giant. These are the fists of the dwarf. Suffer alone in silence. Smile until you snore.
9.
Johnny’s got his ticket for a twenty four hour flight across the broad Pacific to a land of eternal night He’s travelling on business but he’s not a businessman. He’s got a taste for chicken but not the kind in coq au vin. He’ll start out with some satay to whet his appetite then slurry down some shumai cause it won’t put up a fight. His mind is in a whirl as he falls asleep he’s smiling. Why can’t all the world be Thailand?
10.
Open up your heart and let the blood flow out. Open up your mouth and let the bile come out. Open up the clouds and let the sun shine through the magnifying glass I’m holding up to you. Better shut the window, there’s a gas in the air. Better spread your legs, because it pays to be fair. Open up your pores for the sweat to be had in the sauna of my spirit, pawn of Gilead. “Banish the weak, infertile and foolish…” Listen to the cough. Listen to the cough. Listen to the cough. Glisten like an infant In a pink snail trough.
11.
The pigeons on my wire sold their space to ravens one day. They arranged themselves to form the notes of the chorus to “Gloomy Sunday.” And the spires cut these wires like the scars upon your wrist and the fog that snuggles from above is a Zyklon Beta mist. When the milkman comes with a carton of eggs that are painted to look like hand grenades don’t make the Colonel Kurtz mistake… an errand boy can still assassinate. He scissored off my lips so he could kiss my teeth ate his breakfast off my tongue his gayness undid me. Beware a certain denizen that calls itself a friend while seeking higher blasphemies: a quail’s egg of revenge. Die, as one might say, to an enemy or a mother Die, so we can all just stop fighting with each other.
12.
13.
At the first kill he ceased to be a killer more a liberator of burden karma’s best enforceress See a dozen fists unclench. See a dozen brows unfurrow in clouds of blood. And then a baker’s dozen. Angel of death an angel nonetheless.

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Although conceived as a return to his early days of lyrical nihilism and musical minimalism, Williams’s 7th full length release serves more as an old fashioned revue of his strengths and idiosyncrasies, from the gallows cabaret of "The One Who Doesn't Die" through to the vocal-free power electronics of "Catholic Nihilist.”
Curious and inventive textures abound, but old fans will still feel warm and fuzzy within the confines of these preternatural songs of innocence --"Someday I Will Live My Life as a Horse"-- and experience -- "Thailand? (Why Can't All the World Be)."

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released July 12, 2017

Written, Performed and Recorded by David E. Williams
at home in Fishtown, Philadelphia, USA
Winter 2014 to Winter 2017

with
Bain Wolfkind - Backing Vocal on "The One Who Doesn't Die". Co-Arrangement, Acoustic Guitar and Backing Vocal on "Thailand? (Why Can't All the World Be)”
Tony Cesa - Co-Arrangement, Electric Guitar, and Backing Vocal on "Thailand (Why Can't All the World Be)"
David Talento - Arrangement Concept, Electric Guitar and Backing Vocal on "BDA 30"
Albo Sudekum - Violin and Violin Arrangement on "The Coughalong Song"
Jerome Deppe - Chant Vocal on "The Coughalong Song"
Jane Elizabeth - Backing Vocal on "The One Who Doesn't Die"

Mastered by James Plotkin.

Steinway Grand Piano on "The One Who Doesn't Die" recorded by Drew Raison at Philly Sound Studios.

Cover Painting "Infirmary" by Bill Rutherfoord.
Booklet Layout and Design by Thomas Nola

With eternal debt to the unmitigated cruelty of Bing Crosby.

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DAVID E. WILLIAMS has released numerous recordings of his demented chamber pop for close to 3 decades, but he has also collaborated with other artists, such as Rozz Williams (Christian Death), Deathpile, Jerome Deppe, Naevus, Thomas Nola and Andrew King. He is also a fulltime member of The Muskets and Destroying Angel. ... more

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