Crashing Into The Future

by The Granite Countertops

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The Granite Countertops are dark, whimsical, tender existential action heroes J Neo Marvin and Davis Jones, plus honored guests Matthew Grasso, Lizzie Borden, Junko Suzuki, Mark Parsons, and Stephen Abbate. The music ranges from noisy motivational dance tunes and flamenco/raga/trip-hop protest to populist cowbell rock, conflict-habituated jazz-dub, dissonant garage love ballads and trenchant chatty dronefests. 10 new original numbers, plus two covers of songs by Robert Wyatt and Donovan. It’s a sonic pocket zeitgeist for the times, and we can’t wait for you to hear it.

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released February 1, 2010

J Neo Marvin – Vocals, guitars, bass, drums, keyboards, melodica, and percussion
Davis Jones – Vocals, keyboards, and percussion

Stephen Abbate – Guitar, extra drums, and vocals on “Get Out”
Junko Suzuki Parsons – Trumpet on “Picking A Fight”
Mark Parsons – Alto sax on “Picking A Fight”
Matthew Grasso – Acoustic guitars and backing vocals on “Atlas Wept”
Lizzie Borden – Additional backing vocals on “Atlas Wept”.

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The Granite Countertops are dark, whimsical, tender existential action heroes J Neo Marvin and Davis Jones, exploring the outer limits of what a duo can create.

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Track Name: Something Different
Take up your bed and walk
It’s not the time for sleep
Time you learned how to breathe
We’re gonna go down deep

(Moved into action
Picking up traction
Causing reactions
To my satisfaction)

Electric fences
Are no barrier to us
We are not cows
And we’ll go anywhere we must

(I left my cabana
I do what I wanna
Just like Obama
I don’t need no drama)

So take my hand, my dear
We’re stepping out the door
We’re going to show them
What we’re on this planet for

(So cue up the version
The dub of subversion
We cut like a surgeon
With diamond precision)

There's nothing wrong with my face, I got character!!!!

The gate is open
You can walk right out of here
Too much Nutellavision
Tasty chunks of fear

(We hop on the granite
Take nothing for granted
Encircle the planet
So listen, goddamnit!)

Anyway…
Life! Good God!
What do we do it for?

Gets later all the time
But still it’s not too late
Too much to do
To be distracted by the hate
It’s time to fire the ones
Who put us in this state

(Intention, invention
We just gotta mention
Create your extension
Your own intervention
Dig into that tension
Walk, don’t duck invention!)

The gate is open
You don’t have to stand outside
Climb on the back right now
We’ll take you for a ride

(Dig into that tension
Not into your pension
Drop your pretension
Begin your ascension!)

Beep beep beep! Beep beep beep!
Break up the beat and defeat being meat!

Where? When? Did you say zen?
Do I have to do it all over again?
Only when rooster is picked at by hen,
You’d better feed ‘em something different then!
Track Name: Sheepdogs
On a mission from the gods of self-deception
Charting out bold directions
Mad visions and happy predictions

On a map, great men redraw the borders
More to their satisfaction
Transform their words to action

And they say: “We create reality!
What we declare will be
We are the masters and we make the decrees
For the good of all…and that means us.”

O new world, o glorious will to power
O beautiful prosperous future
Consuming cannon fodder

We hear and see mysteries that terrify us
Shaken up, we stand united
Our strings are yanked and our pride is rising

And they say: “We create reality!
What we declare will be
We are the masters and we make the decrees
And move the pawns…and that means you.”
(You and me)

And we live at the effect
Of someone else’s declarations
We live at the effect
Of someone else’s daily affirmations
Until we stop
Track Name: Shiny Objects
Hop into the fortress
Hit the door lock button
Driving ourselves to distraction
Ugly scenes race past us
Through the tinted windows
Roll in fragile satisfaction
Shiny objects blind your eyes

Wise men give opinions
And we’re wise to listen
Pick the crumbs of our republic
Something senseless happens
They assign it meaning
Shake it at us like a glowstick
Shiny objects blind your eyes

Let’s talk about god
Let’s talk about pride
Let’s talk about idols
Who’s the winner?
Who’s the loser?
That’s what matters

Reality, it’s what’s on the TV
Artificial competition
Sitting on the sofa
Fantasies of danger
Take a comfortable position
Shiny objects blind your eyes

Ooooh, look!
Track Name: Crashing Into The Future
Particles collide in chaos
Cross your eyes till you see the patterns
Tea leaves and goat entrails
Tell me are we stuck on fail?
Cold, calm negotiations
The sellout behind the circus
Deals are made and hands are shaken
Status quo, no chances taken
Something beyond all this
Something no one can predict
It’s an earthquake from below
Going which way, we don’t know

Guns in the belfry, bats in the head
So many people showing up dead
Poppies and poppers and popguns in hand
No mercy in mercenary land
Presenters mime prefab alerts
Mangled messages, hate crime flirts
Mr. Big’s too big to fail
Catch a wave and ride the third rail
Doctor, doctor, what’s the word?
Can I trust anything I’ve heard?
Is it supposed to make me well?
Or is it just something you need to sell?

Thought the circus would be gone by now
They just keep on recruiting new clowns
The air is thick with flying pies
You just can’t keep track of all the lies
So drink your wine and meditate
Try to keep the two things straight
Whatever gets you through the needle’s eye
While we machete to the other side
Keep driving through the smoke they blow
Can’t see a thing but we’ve got somewhere to go
Crashing into the future.
Track Name: Get Out!
See saw, back and forth
In and out, up and down
Black and white, good and bad
Salt and pepper, forever mad
Duality, living in the duality
Duality, living in the duality
We live in a sea of duality
Take a look!
Check out what side you're on
It’s called empathy
It’s an act of civility
Let’s get some reality here!

Makes you crazy, Catch 22
No way out, no good for you
If you get close, you will be abused
Watch out for that and don’t be used

Reality is a function of agreement
Reality is a function of agreement
I don’t agree, I don’t agree
I don’t agree, I don’t agree
I don’t agree, I don’t agree
I don’t agree, I don’t agree
I don't agree! Now try this
Jump over to the other side
Check it out
Put on those shoes!
Make a commitment!

Agree with me! Don’t you agree?
If you would just agree with me, it would be better!
We could belong to something together!
I agree I agree I agree I agree
I agree I agree I agree I agree
Why don’t you agree with me?

Where is the debate happening?
I wanna go to the debate happening
Where is the debate happening?
I wanna go, I wanna go, I wanna see
I am paying the taxes for he
And he and he and he and she

Oh those taxes…you’re going to have to give in on those taxes, boys. You know, I think it’s time to swing to the other side. People need repair. Come on boys, be a good sport. You had your thirty years….

Do me a favor and
Do your job, no favors and
Tell me when you’re gonna get some sense
Or you’re getting out
You’re voted out!

It’s inspiring!

Get your argument shoes on, girl.

That’s right, what’s this bit about taxes anyway? We can’t have resources…we can’t have common… ANYTHING without resources and taxes ARE a resource. I mean please, you can’t be THAT stupid.

We need some pretty sensible people in there
We’d better see some action all in there
Or you’re going out!
You’re getting out!

And if you do those things that do not
Have the principles of civility
If you do not have your ethics,
Character, intelligence and good will
Then you’re out!
You’re out!
Get out!
NEXT, PLEASE!

Democracy demands that
You people have to oversee
Don’t you know that we
Can’t be a democracy
If your head is in your….

Private industry does NOT do it right. Private industry just rips us off through the government. They can’t get away with that in the private sector, but in government…

You see, the paradox here is…you need to know that…if they invalidate government, they get your money for something else….NOT for services, because government actually is organized to use your taxes to provide YOU with services. And YOU are the boss. And if you don’t ACT like the boss, you get, like a DICTATOR instead. And then you act like cowards, and take it, and lie down, and…VOILA! SEVEN HUNDRED AND THIRTY_TWO MERCENARY COMPANIES AROUND THE WORLD IN ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-SEVEN COUNTRIES!

MURDERERS!

Do you know genocide is happening?!
Do you know genocide is happening?!
Do you know? Your tax dollars
Are paying for
The murdering of a lot of people
Or the diseasing
Or the maiming
Or the dumbing down….

Oh my God! Oh my God!
Oh my Go-o-o-o-o-od, don’t tell me that!

Oh no! (faint weeping sounds)

Your gullibility is rancid
It needs repair
Your gullibility is rancid
It needs repair
Your gullibility is rancid
It needs repair
Your gullibility is rancid
It needs repair

...stupidity, we see and
we know what you’re going through
and we know you going to get out!
Get out!
Get out!

...of the mess, of the duplicious caresses...
They’re gonna leave this time, you know
That’s the way it always works.
It’s like a pendulum-swinging
Vincent Price movie…
You know, it chops off your head
And then…
YOU CANNOT TOUCH YOUR BODY!

(Sounds like you need to be Noodlebrained)

Hey!
PSSST!
Hey!
PSSST!
…just get out.
Just get out.
Amnesty for your ass
If that will pull you over
Just get out
You gotta get out
Get out of this Machiavellian duplicious
Psychotic, overexcited
Stagnant
Duplicity
Duality

I was duped!
It’s not my fault!
I didn’t do it! I didn’t do it!
I didn’t do it! I didn’t do it!
I believed them! It wasn’t my fault!
It was my beliefs! I had some beliefs!
I had my beliefs! It was my beliefs! It was my beliefs!
Please, it wasn’t me! I BELIEVED them!
I wanted…I wanted…I wanted…I wanted to BELONG!
I wanted…I wanted…I wanted…I wanted to BELONG!

(How are we gonna have it, folks? Government doesn’t do anything unless you tell it to. And if it doesn’t have enough money to operate, no matter what you say, they cannot do it. And they don’t even tell you because you are not holding them accountable. They only move when you move them. You do not have to use demonstrations. All you have to do is get on the phone, get on the e-mail, get your letter-writing skills up to date, just get in there and say what you need to say, and things change. They are bound by law to respond, even if just one person calls. So make a difference! Get in there! They don’t do their job. They WON’T do their job. They’ll corrupt and they’ll just steal the Treasury, WHICH THEY HAVE, repeatedly, but this last bunch was the worst. They need to get out.)

Get out
Up Down
In out
Over and
Black white
Evil good
Yes no
Go-oh
Get out!
Get out!

If you don’t get out then do your job
If you don’t do your job then go to jail
Yeah, do your job!
Or just get out
Or just get out
Or just get out
Or just get out

Better guard that democracy!
Track Name: Let Me Plant One On You
In these times when life feels
Short, frustrating, and particularly pointless
Let me plant one on you
Let me plant one on you
Let me plant one on you

I look your way and feel the impulse
Have I told you today how great you are?
Let me plant one on you
Let me plant one on you
Let me plant one on you

Sick and tired of the human race
Until I turn around and I see your face
Let me plant one on you
Let me plant one on you
Let me plant one on you

And it might grow, hey you never know

You might be in a good mood, bad mood
Or in no mood for this at all
Bear with me
Let me plant one on you
Let me plant one on you
Let me plant one on you
Let me plant one on you
Track Name: Animal Panic
White knuckles and darting eyes
Acid starts to flow inside
Hold your breath and swallow air
Look around for what’s not there

Jump up before you think
Heart skips a beat and sinks
Adrenalin races through your veins
Before the moment hits your brain

Animal panic, caught in the static
Animal panic, it’s automatic

Words shoot out of your mouth
And send the whole room south
Where did all of that come from?
So smart and you get so dumb

No idea what got you here
No idea you had this fear
Now your issues are plain as day
Time to get them out of the way

Animal panic, caught in the static
Animal panic, it’s automatic

I want to be free (You already are free)
I want to be free (You already are free)

Everything that you repress
Leaks out and makes a great big mess
I’m not saying you gotta confess
But there must be something you haven’t addressed

Animal panic, caught in the static
Animal panic, it’s automatic

I want to be free (You already are free)
I want to be free (You already are free)
I want to be free (You already are free)
I want to be free (You already are free)
Track Name: Picking A Fight
I bought you this box
It was broken
It wasn’t my fault
So you say
Who had it before you?
The keeper
Did you see what was in it?
Yesterday

I reached in and felt it was furry
It grumbled and bit my finger
I said forgive me for disturbing your sleep
It kangarooed, then shot off its feet.

And that’s how the box got broken
It kicked and it gave me a fright
I’m sorry, I thought you would like it
And that is why I’m PICKING A FIGHT.
Track Name: Atlas Wept
You thought you would have your way forever
Turned out not to be true
You thought you were the hero of the movie
Now the world points its finger back at you
What can you do? What can you do?
Throw a tantrum, play the victim

You thought you were the winner in the dogpile
That pile of bodies, now it’s rolling over you
You thought you were the author of the future
The book slammed shut before the end of chapter 2
What do you say? What do you say?
Blow the same stupid horn
Serve the same tasteless corn

You can’t be satisfied to sit and count your money
Without your words written in the air
It’s not enough just to get away with murder
It eats you up that they don’t love you everywhere
So you keep croaking at every microphone you see
Our forsaken angry god
One sad obsolescent clod
Track Name: Haystack
There is nothing like your breath on me
To raise my sense of smell
I’m drunk on the taste of you
It’s not just my head that swells

Life is sweet when you’re wrapped around me
Pulsing tones, hot fingers, red ears
We disappear into each other
Too involved to notice the years

Keep me around, curl my toes
When you’re around, I take off my clothes
I shed my skin, I release my fears
Go ahead and get loud, babe, nobody hears.