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No Gods, No Masters, Just Cats! (Collection)

by All These Wasted Nuts

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1.
I have learned some lessons in a lifetime of mistakes. I’ll probably learn them time and time again. Is that learning? I don’t know. Maybe the problem is in applying, or maybe that's just how it goes. But the only way back is forwards, my friends. The only way back is forwards. The only way back is forwards, my friends. If you don’t have time to build a time machine. I have been thinking if we were cats we’d get to lay around all day and play, whenever we felt like it, but then you wouldn’t get to learn all those things that you adore and I would not get to play my shitty songs.
2.
I have been trying to write a song about Abahlali baseMjondolo and a 17 year old girl that got shot by police. ...but it feels so fake. It feels so false to be sitting writing words that I know nothing about. ...and In Durban and Cape Town there have been forced removals in informal settlements. Apartheid like measures captured on iPhones. Wounded protesters murdered in their hospital beds... and does anybody care? ...Maybe It's too far from home.
3.
FLCL 01:01
Nothing amazing ever happens here. Everything is ordinary. It feels like a lifetime of slowly dying. The white smoke billows out everyday like an omen to stay where you are. But even though I can’t see beyond the horizon, one day I will go beyond the edge of this town.
4.
I became another attempt at your self medication. Another habit you thought you needed but wanted to quit. And though it's hard sometimes, and everyday I sigh, at least we stopped before we became those things we hate. She sees a world so pretty she could explode. She sees a world so gritty and awful. She sees a world so pretty she could explode. She sees a world so gritty and awful... and I guess that's the way it is. And it wreaks havoc inside her brain. And I guess that's the way it is. life is pretty insane. And I guess that's the way it is. God damn the moss growing on the rocks.
5.
I’m listening to science podcasts and being killed by a chair. I’m listening to science podcasts and being killed by a chair. I’m listening to science podcasts and being killed by a chair. Oh Yeah. Oh Yeah. But it doesn’t know that I am on to its evil plan. I'm gonna do some stretches. I'm gonna take a stand … as soon as my boss stops breathing down my neck.
6.
I don’t like going outside. Outside is full of people that piss me off. And I don’t like staying inside. Inside is boring and it’s too dark to read. And outside there are cars. One of them ran over my cat. He smelled and his stomach was swollen. He was being eaten by ants. I guess there’s nothing left to say. Your life was taken away. Isis you had a funny charm. I’ll always remember you humping my arm. I don’t like going outside. Outside is full of people that piss me off. And I don’t like staying inside. Inside is boring and it’s too dark to read. And inside the tap drips. Because the plumbing is totally fucked. And when you fall asleep the walls start to shake. And that wakes you right back up. I don’t like going outside. Outside is full of people that piss me off.
7.
Question everything. Don’t get stuck into belief. “The truth may be out there but the lies are inside your head” - That’s what Terry Pratchett said.
8.
These Lows 01:54
Wasn't there light? An overhang for these streets? Now shadows are obstructing all? I am struggling to see? I feel in black and white? Reason does not agree? An irrational mind? Closes in on this throat? Pulls me to my knees? Wasn't there a light? An overhang for these streets? La La La La... These lows hit the ground so hard, shock waves distort, winds shatter and scar.
9.
Twenty Six 02:37
I don’t wanna grow up. No I don’t wanna get old. Am I still waiting on a scene? Have I not given up on that dream? Oh holly shit! I’m 26! (I’m gonna die), but only yesterday you and me where heading back from school, to play road rash on that old 16-bit. Where did the time go? Should we just give up and resume collecting stuff that we could never own? Or continue to express that screaming kid inside our heads even though no one is ever listening? So to no one listening: “I wish I could write a good song!”... But everything is alright. Everything will be ok. At least that's what I’ll say... Did you know that in Durban there was a folk punk scene, with a bunch of kids with funny names?
10.
Cage Madness 01:55
stuck behind cash registers can't write a good folk song and if Johnny Cash did it in jail then he wasn't there very long see the open road is the place to be with adventures, sunsets and climbing trees some days I just look out the window some days I just look out the window some days I just look out the window and some days I just look at the ceiling maybe draw a picture of how I’m feeling some people say that that is wasting a day but I still can’t hold down a real job I get claustrophobic anxious and restless some people say that that is wasting away and now I’ve got a job It doesn’t have any windows It just has computers
11.
Cat Song 01:35
she works long hour I wonder if she has time to shower does she think of me at all while she is serving tables I am fighting with staples suggesting films that I haven’t seen before she’s dressed in yellow smiling at some fellow but inside I hope she wants his blood to rain from the sky pour into a drain seep out his eyes and I’m not crazy well a little maybe but I hear now that we both got a cat and if you’re allergic you shouldn’t put one in your mouth because you might get more than clawed at she says she’ll see me but her eyes they look weary so I guess that is that I think I’ll get another cat a better job so I can make those little fuckers fat and now we’re both collecting cats that we can die alone with
12.
you tried to find a job today I heard it didn’t go very well nobody wanted to employ you damn it all to hell I guess you’re being forced into supporting a growing trend I call it “waiting for the collapse of industrial society when we hit peak oil” and the businessman they look at you and they laugh under their breath your friends are all out at parties puffing out their chests while you are being forced into supporting a growing trend I call it “waiting for the collapse of industrial society when we hit peak oil”
13.
I always hoped that these guitars would block out all your nightmares I always hoped that these guitars would change the city you know but you always run run run away when you see their shadows you ran away from here and you never phone I hope you run run run away and they don’t catch you Because I saw them getting close and you were all alone I always hoped that these guitars would block out all your nightmares I always hoped that these guitars would change the city you know
14.
I used to think some crazy things And sometimes I still do But all this madness broke my heart, when I passed it on to you And now we are on the verge of collapse Maybe it’s time to try something new Because all this madness breaks my heart, and rationality does that too So I’ll have hope in my guitar strings So I’ll have hope in my guitar strings When all this madness breaks my heart, and I don’t know what to do And when everything is melting And there are no more polar bears I just hope that I can make a friend or two, and I hope that you can too And we’ll have hope in our guitar strings And we’ll have hope in our guitar strings When all this madness breaks our hearts, and we don’t know what to do
15.
Poems about cats for a girl i do not know. With my ears blocked, I can still hear her scream. Let the desperation flow. Breach the dam down in this hole. Burst them. We will not idly bleed. Mister mundane won't be back due to fear of our attack. The kids will be free. No more picket fence culture, borders, or the shit we called home. Poems about cats for a girl i do not know. With my ears blocked, I can still hear her scream. Let the desperation flow. Breach the dam down in this hole. Strike back! until we see... No more picket fence culture, borders, or the shit we called home. No more picket fence culture, borders, or the shit we called home. Poems about cats for a girl i do not know. With my ears blocked, I can still hear her scream.
16.
At least there are cats. At least there are cats. At least there are cats. At least there are cats. At least there are cats. At least there are cats. Schopenhauer, or Nietzsche, should have added "That at least there are cats."

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All These Wasted Nuts started as a lo-fi recording project, sometime in 2011, born out of songs that did not fit.

Songs about depression, cats, shitty communes, heartbreak, cats, the state of the world, cats, politics, cats, feelings, cats, thoughts, and cats...

Contrary to popular belief though there are a lot less cat songs than people seem to think...

This collection consists of some recordings done between the years 2013 and 2015 and contains the majority of songs from the two EP releases: A Cat In The Gears and Cats Not Bombs.

ATWN are based in Johannesburg and Middelburg, Mpumalanga, South Africa. The core of the group Is Shaun on guitar and Conley on washboard. They play as often as possible.

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released October 14, 2016

All songs written by Shaun Richards
track 1 - 9 are from A Cat In The Gears
track 10 - 13 are from Cats Not Bombs
track 14 was released on a compilation
track 15 is previously unreleased and was recorded with the help of:
Les Bainbridge - Banjo
Kenneth Dennis - Accordion
Shaun Hillary - Mandolin / backing vocals
Recorded and Mixed by Shaun Hillary
track 16 is a ukulele song for a cat named Olive

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ATWN is a Punk band from Johannesburg, South Africa. It was born from leftover songs written by a person named Shaun. It started as a lofi recording project in 2011, and is now whatever it is, when it is. Some other things that are will also be found here.

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