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Nick Michael Sheppard

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--------------------* LYRICS TO THE UPLOADED SONGS *----------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ -------THE SHAPE OF THINGS TO COME ------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------------------ -- There through a spying glass the roundabouts------------------------------------in the underground are winding down--------------------------------------- They’re only waiting for the next big thing------------------------------------------down there waiting for it to begin-------------------------------------------- It’s just the shape of things to come-------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ ----- Weighed down by the history of popular song---------------------------------------- Genre encores go on and on-------------------------------------- Changelings getting chafing with the costume changes-------------------------- In shoes of blue suede tripping over the laces------------------------------------- Caught in a vicious cycle of revival-------------------------------------- Nothing anymore is really in or out of style----------------------------------- Saturation coverage of charm offensives------------------------------------------ Serial imperial misadventures---------------------------------------- Bachelors with masters marshal market forces-------------------------------------- Riding bareback on clotheshorses--------------------------------------------- Princess heiresses spitting venom-------------------------------------- Their remastered cartilage in distressed denim------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------- I want to take you higher but we’re losing elevation--------------------------- Genres born to labour pains and complications------------------------------------ A circus of surface and circulation---------------------------------------------Mixi ng and matching and appropriation---------------------------------- Everyone will be anonymous for fifteen minutes------------------------------- Seduce an indifferent world with indifference--------------------------------------- Garage-rock hi-end-lo-fidelity------------------------------------------ - Quotation marks wrapped around reality----------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ --------- Shrinking borders and boutique causes---------------------------------------- Competing voices paralysing choices-------------------------------------- Emotional baggage handler talkshow hosts------------------------------------- Interview gurus with books to promote---------------------------------------- Haemophilia of static niches caving in------------------------------------------ Neo-con artist witch doctors of spin--------------------------------------- Pop music’s new faces try to call the tune--------------------------------------- Pink bubbles burst all over their blues--------------------------------------- The odd contender tries to carry the can-------------------------------- Dancing with the cadaver of a street fighting man---------------------------------- Advertisers gentrify the underground---------------------------------------- Leaves the cutting edge blunted down-------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ --------- Over the counter culture generation--------------------------------------- Celebrity trauma schadenfreude fixation--------------------------------------------- Violent fetishistic animation------------------------------------------------ Intelligent designer congregations-------------------------------------------- Baby-boomer faces are age defying---------------------------------------------- Dorian greys' are multiplying-------------------------------------------- When everything’s recycled and relived---------------------------------------- Leaves no alternative to alternative------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------ VICTORIAN AMERICANS--------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ ------- Spin spun for the cycle- softened and bleached ballot fodder----------- Anaesthetised and pleased by stylised- svengalis at their shoulder-----Crank wound cadavers spread election fever waving star spangled flags--------Bigwig proselytising Stetson wearing Electoral College grads------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------A right winged twin engine Icarus delivers tele-prompted orations----Stumped speaking grandstanding biblebashing grabbagging the ovations----------Soft touch liberal headless chickens drowning in think tanks--------- Focus grouped and splinter grouped trying to work out what they lack-------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- Mt Rushmore scaling mobilising one trick ponies ascend----------------- Heartland triple bypassing medicinal morality confidence men--------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ --- Victorian Americans--------------------------------------------Take one step to the left, take two steps to the right------------------------------------Victorian Americans on all sides------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ Saccharine flag-waving backslapping conservative crusaders---------------- Roving architect cultural collateral capital hillbilly saviours---------- Under the bell weather partisan pockets with attack ad wear and tear------------- Cooked in crucibles by professional pulpit puppeteers-------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------- Unequal and opposite reactionary down-home rank and file--------------- Midwest spaghetti western grist for the mill tuned off the dial---------Values customers coached and corralled to be satisfied with the brand-----------Stifling and stifled I.Q skewed bumpkin faithful till the land-------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------- Victoriana Americana by the dawns early light------------------------- Routing block voting tolling southern belle for might is right------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------------------ ---------------------------- -----THE FAITHFUL---------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------- Looking for a state of grace but losing faith---------------------------------- The hardline faithful pulling strings of saints--------------------------------- Away across a Stateline, St Christopher and I------------------------------ Through a valley of dry bones we’re on our way--------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------- Pitch and yaw through high and low fidelity------------------------------------- Shipwrecked in shallows of musicology--------------------------------- The good word nesting and infesting frequencies---------------------------------- Whipping silver buckle of the Bible belt----------------------------------- Let the devil you don’t know introduce himself----------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ - In the hands of radicals, sworn as evangelical-------------------------- Ranks of ecclesiastical, turn the clock back on the wall------------- Lean to the right to heed the call, sermonise wide eyed stylise the fall------------ Freewill as irresponsibility, intelligent design of history---------------------- Silver rings as honesty, restless for what’s meant to be---------------- Inclusive but tread carefully in the value manufacturing factory----------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------- Through mists of indifference listless whispers drift----------------------------- Roomers twist into litter disperse into myth------------------------------------ Shift from the secular into a state of bliss------------------------------- Freshly wet from baptismal stirred by conversion----------------------- Politely cleanse the world that’s dirtied by perversion-------------------------- Giddy with a Gideon and the King James Version----------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ ------ Join the ranks swelling and growing--------------------------------------- masses at mass hand in hand all knowing------------------------------------------ Saviours bravely out crusading----------------------------------------------- new cadets in vestments parading------------------------------------------ Looking for lost liberals worth saving------------------------------------ supermarket churches with all hours trading--------------------------------------------- State of grace politicised------------------------------------------------- -- you can love as well as ostracise--------------------------------------------- You can forgive as well as criticise---------------------------------------- when you’re starry eyed and spiritualised--------------------------------- Hard-line faithful strategise, mobilise, to idolise----------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------------------ ---------------------------------------- THE DOLL’S HOUSE------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ -------------Dressage for a clothes horse a fashion stable’s mare------------------------From backstage onto the catwalk the model appears----------------------- The apparition draws attention to her figure in action-------------------------- Bewitching the gathering in the ritual of fashion----------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ --Corrugated ribs and ridged bones of her hips---------------------------------- Arms equal in width from shoulder to wrist---------------------------------- A manikin with plastic limbs pale and toned------------------------------ Tendon and tissue shrink-wrapped round the bones------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------- Fashionista elite are seated and discerning-------------------------------- But on the cusp of halting then tilting then turning-------------------------------- Poetry in motion falls out of the meter------------------------------------- Loses her footing a heel buckles beneath her--------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------- The waif in her routine mercurial and distant---------------------------- Gets tangled loses balance and collapses in an instant---------------------- Hairline cracks appear on the face of the porcelain doll-------------------------- In a halogen lit dolls house so far from home-------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ --With the dresses from new collections on---------------------------------------- With the vocoder on the sirens song------------------------------- With looks of girl next door, there in the house of straw------------------------- In the dolls house the dolls walk back and forth.------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------------- In the photo shoot the model gazes back at the lens--------------------------- Striking up a balance of real self and pretend-------------------------------- A look that merges curiosity and indifference-------------------------- A look that shows coy interest but warns to keep distance---------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------- Static interference of both submission and resistance----------------------- A look of vulnerability mixed with wary independence------------------------- A restless impression but in control and careless------------------------ Both sleepy eyed innocence and sharp-eyed awareness--------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------- A look of certainty mixed with a look of confusion--------------------------- A look that’s both genuine and aware of the illusion--------------------------- A toughened pride that’s also solemnly bruised------------------------------- Professionally serious but cynically removed----------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ - Both a moment to forget and a moment to savour----------------------- But for a split second the princess’s expression wavers------------------------- The camera flashes capturing a moment in time------------------------ A simple girl in the afternoon with a tired look in her eyes--------- I edited my profile with Thomas' Myspace Editor V4.4

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Member Since: 13/05/2007
Influences: Bob Dylan Jeff Buckley Leadbelly Elliott Smith Nick Drake Woody Guthrie
Sounds Like: Works by Michel Houlebecq, Theodor Adorno and Baudrillard, turned into lyrics, and performed by Woodie Guthrie, live at Sine.
Record Label: Unsigned

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