abandoning finitude

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Physical CD-R Copy available here: kendrasteinereditions.wordpress.com/2015/12/29/4731/


released January 15, 2016

produced, composed, and performed by marcus maurice rubio

album art by bob bruno



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more eaze is the project of composer marcus maurice. the project focuses on collage based work and the destruction of song forms.

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Track Name: infinite waste
dead on the cusp:
you can no longer trust your intuitive sighs;
they're all nervous lies about the state of the moon but
you make the joke too soon-such an insensitive kid
always blowing the lid off some unconfirmed news
that still could lose it's authenticity in the exchange of broken handshakes.

the mountainside still possesses the light of infinite waste
stretching out into space. seemingly unknown but their cover's blown:
it's all a helplessly mundane attempt at being tamed into a submissive state where there's no time to wait for the benefits of creative corporate accounting.

you made the choice to systematically poison your voice.
you stupid kid, it's the only thing that you can't keep hid.

born on the cusp: your paranoid lust creeps into view leaving you confused if the point of it all was to get the ball thrown back to you
by the very same crew who rigged the game and made it a mundane act of going nowhere.
Track Name: epilogue (( flat ))
I think I'm getting too old to play this game much more. even though you found me will it be enough to appease the flat desire that comes with abandoning your name?

as the machines buzz and whirr, vomiting out trophies and obscure words: "if you look too hard you will no doubt get scarred."

why are you so obsessed with a niche into which everything perfectly fits? don't compartmentalize the dead look in their eyes. just hold up a mirror and realize you're also in flames!