Defectoplasm

WARNING: Long.

Apart from Defectoplasm, "Flux," the title I have given to the second CD, is going to take quite a twist. If you're familiar with clips from the first Defectoplasm album, what is most notable? Short songs. Hell, the longest song on there is 8:58, but only because it's two parts. And yes, it definitely had a punk rock feel borrowing from heavy metal. Defectoplasm I [which I'm just gonna call it to reduce confusion] is majorly a rendition of past writings, almost in a nostalgic manner to resurrect the lifeless corpse that once was CYN. And hey, I got no writing limit. Might as well post the song meanings so no idiot gets some idea that I'm planning on going to Hell because of my music style.

Note: "Intro" is unlisted because it has the disclaimer: "Warning, if any of the following lyrics are offensive to you, quit fucking complaining." No need to repeat something that awesome. But it's better off keeping that there considering some jackass might take offense to this. Really? COME ON! Continue at your own risk.

• "Bled:" Procrastination. There shouldn't be much description needed but I'm gonna throw it out there anyway. Yes, I'm a victim of said subject, so I'm admitting it, that doesn't make me a damn hypocrite. It's clearly saying by doing so you're just gonna end up hanging by a thread, and the more you do it, "it never ends so well."
• "Get Out" I honestly doubt this one needs clarification because its title basically screams its own meaning, so you can probably figure it out because I'm sure everyone has had someone in their life who couldn't fuck off to save their life. [Insert smiley]
• "Backflip:" To think this one has a point is idiotic. It doesn't. It's a bunch of oxymorons, aside from "alternating medication."
• "Intervention:" Another one obvious by title. People change and sometimes they don't go back. Well what the hell are you gonna do about it?
• "Drain You Out:" This almost bears repeating to reference "Get Out" and a similar subject, yet this one is about the process of removing someone from memory entirely.
• "Away:" I need a break from all the dumb shit. Who doesn't?
• "Calamity:" Dreams are good. We all love dreams. We can pursue them. We can set realistic goals to make them happen. However, shit happens. Imagination can be misleading.
• "Execution:" I'm sure some trolling loser is going to make a statement saying this one is about politics and how they're so corrupt. Yeah, like there aren't a MILLION of those already. Jesus. This one's probably one of the few that I have written not based on fact. It's only making a statement. It's saying that everyone will have their downfall, whether they're at their lowest point or highest point, some shit's gonna happen.
• "I Don't (Fucking) Know:" Clearly I don't. You don't. We don't. Nobody does. The future is unpredictable but people continue to act like con artists who give a cold reading for $100 just to say "You're going to leave the room." Lying may be used to make people feel better, but when cliche occurs, it's just gotta stop in its tracks or it's just going to stay longer. The future could be what you make of it, or it couldn't. Who knows? I know I don't. I don't fucking know.
• "Inner-Space:" This is the other one off the album not based solely on fact. It's a science fiction sort of song. Just listen to the lyrics. To make it REALLY simple: Post-apocalypse living would just straight up fucking SUCK.

And that covers "Defectoplasm I." Onto "Flux." "Flux" is my second planned album, in which I have three songs already recorded, six are remaining. Hate to pull off a spoiler here but, here's the tracks as well as that sweet lookin' album cover:

1. Haunting
2. My Insomnia
3. Sick Design
4. Wired
5. Break Point
6. Nothing
7. Inside My Head
8. Pins and Needles
9. In the Hands of the Martyr

Note: This album is going to be quite a pain to get through, possibly the longest time I've ever had to take in the process of writing an album. I mean, alone, with what I have recorded as of this moment, I have a solid 20-21 minutes done. And that's only 3 songs. OH MY GOD! And, if you're wondering what happened to "Valentine's Day," the song that kept the spirit of the holiday in an incredibly sarcastic manner, it wouldn't fit the bill for Flux. It's too short, and it's a different style. You'll see it again in the future...maybe updated?

As the first album was, some of these songs were based off earlier writings. Verse two of "Haunting" was taken from a horror-themed song I had written entitled "Deformed Imagery." "Inside My Head" was originally "Lost in my Mind." Right? Big fucking change! The point is, compared to the punk rock/heavy metal style of Defectoplasm I, Flux is going to be much different. As I have already recorded Haunting and My Insomnia, based off the musical style and such, Flux is going to be much darker. Not quite heavier, just darker. It's gotta get darker before it gets heavier. Now I just said the tracklist so I'm not going to go through an entire meaning list like album 1, however, I will tell you this. From what I've recorded, Flux is kicking Defectoplasm I's ASS! The best part? Track 9. "In the Hands of the Martyr." I know what you're thinking. What's so special about an almost 12 minute instrumental improvised and played by soul, not for speed? Back that up and read it again and you'll figure it out. If I were to stop Defectoplasm now, [don't worry I won't] "In the Hands of the Martyr" would very likely be the swan song, the one legendary song. It's a fucking beautiful masterpiece, and I'm not just saying that because I did it, it's just that amazing. So, if you read this, look forward to more Defectoplasm in the future, and be fucking excited for Flux.