The Devil Is A Busy Man

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credits

released 01 May 2011

All songs written & produced by Marc Francis.
Guitars, beats, electronics by Marc Francis. Bass, mixing, mastering by Jeffro Richards. Bethany Spiers sings on 'Zesty Mordant' & 'Nevergreen'. Jenn Mierau sings on 'Titcoke' & 'Crack Parade'. Ill Mestizo does vocals on 'Liquor Demons'. Additional keys/strings on 'Nevergreen' by Toof. Words on 'Nevergreen' by Jessica Mailas. Artwork by Loren Erdrich. Recorded and mixed at the Spock River Research Lab.

Thank you: Jessica Mailas, Tom Scarlett, Jeffro Richards, Jenn Mierau, the Golden Hour, Hannah Curtis, Lulu, Allison Green, Amber Sorenson, Teenwolf, Nairi, Trey D'Amico, James Apollo, Amy Ruth, Dai Jones, & Loofy!

A Galactique Recordings release. GAL052

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Track Name: Zesty Mordant
That I might die in any light
That these letters curl with age
That water escapes every inch
That you freeze in photograph
That nothing was enough
That our mouths were shaped by love
That every branch laughed and bowed
That every branch laughed and bowed

That I might die in any light
That these letters curl with age
That water escapes every inch
That you freeze in photograph
Track Name: Nevergreen
White and bathed
in soft-focus
Appealing and
bearing no hope

I drip from fingers
kept under my knees
And fade with practiced
bittersweet

Drawn on the incline
of our breaths
The coaxing of your
careful lens

Pale amidst the distance
in your smile
The dappled glass
and passing tiles

The dappled glass
and passing tiles