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This make-over of Philosophka and its b-side, Lvr (Fckfrnd), are the first tracks from a record being released later this year. The tracks were composed and produced with Lisa J. Smith and American spectralist composer Ryan Somerville over the last year and were mixed and mastered by Mark Dorflinger.


released February 6, 2015

All songs were written and produced by Ben McCarthy in partnership with Ryan Somerville and Lisa J. Smith. The album was mixed and mastered by Mark Dorfliner at 118 West Studios in Simi Valley, Los Angeles.

Photos by Paz Ramirez.




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Track Name: Philosophka
O, the whole world's a heartbreak
it's not enough to stay alive, still every baby's gotta cry
you take it as an inspiration
so you're the celebrated queen, of only berely getting by

Don't think of tomorrow
and much less today
nor of truth and lies
it doesn't matter anyway
just don't fuck me over

Here in the crotch of the cliche
here in the belly of a world, that is is aching for to die
I wonder, do I disappoint you
or is it only me whose expectations or so high
I find the whole thing rather charming
that every spasm of my will just prolongs the fantasy
and now i'm trapped behind my closed eyes
as you list the things you'll buy when we win the lottery

Don't speak of tomorrow, and much less today
nor of truth and lies
what could it matter anyway
just don't fuck me over

Don't fuck me over

Spoiled for choice don't make you free:
this is a necessity
We could hardly think we'll make it on, on, on

It's not what it's supposed to be
(whatever that's supposed to mean)
We can hardly think we'll make it on, on, on

Don't fuck me over, don't fuck me
Track Name: Lvr (Fckfrnd)
Oh, nonplussed and full of lust
Western Humanist
Saw such civil means get you such bloody ends
Saw Beauty, Truth, and the Good where the animals stood
singing meaningless songs they made up for their forlorn friends

Our faith brought us here
Our love brought us here
Our art brought us here
It's honesty that brought us here
Put your head on my shoulder
I'll tell you when it's over
I know I'm getting colder,
but I'm trying to stay sober

You could have lived by the pen or by the diagram
by just staying thin and by suffering caresses
Trampled rights after fights
under fluorescent lights
A fait accompli just to complete your bitterness

No more
No more say you'll undo these things
you've made these claims before
And what is more
what is more
you quite enjoy the pain
(you prefer to enjoy)
And what is it for
what are they for
all of the pretty things
these clever things
you make and sing just to ignore

Let me know when you've had enough
let me know when you've had enough
of this progress