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The Drive, The Hunger

by Tom Vigebo

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1.
I Name You Exploder 01:30
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For my patron's eyes only At Heathrow terminal 5 I ring the bell of the unconsciouss And they eat me out Beyond the brute, our urban king We find sweet, dank things Stirred in the basin of old I tighten the grip around the book of the living I have crossed out the words of the dead Boris Iofan in his tower of man With Brunelleschi neath his bed In your least favorite camp I was radicalized They named me June after the last month of spring I bring the deal to the table I deal in hopes and fables I am man, and this is my thing One more postulate for the prussian crow Man is an island unbound For my patron's eyes only At Heathrow terminal 5 I go down
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Theurgy 02:49
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In that potent vision I saw myself As a painter dreaming through clouds of rain And the feet of Jesus, Heloise's sin Hypatia at the mercy of Cyril I said goodbye to my friends A slash of blood on the irminsul The heart of Europe under frankish rule Swallowed through the jaws of oblivion Saxon children never dream again Pygmalion sing, the marble king The tuscan master in the Sistine One more draw on the Medici brain Below empyrean the gates to hell And it heals the body But it wounds the soul It makes to live what should be destroyed Beatrice smile upon every mile I've put into this drive for her heart The spike we drove into the lombard terrace Through every rank of the Signoria Palace And the baltic queen, in the grass she dreams Alexander's feelers on her shedded skin And the whole world is a last stop by the road I am dead at the odeon the whole last show
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Doggerland 03:44
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The day I lost my hands in the forest fire I fought for a life I never desired So while the sexless siblings were watching I built a house under God for my own Now my wine cast the shade of a sick crow So keep my shoes dry while I get low And my ghost goes on loop in the garden Buried where the cold ground has hardened My working days are over My working daze Well, this being slain on the church steps All the colors in the world couldn't reflect death Sliding in the wet grass If I were younger I would have laughed Now my days are wasted on women Pretty faces like the grace of winter My beloved, my greats in exile The first, the last to break silence And when the comets come crashing to earth All the love in the world can't save us Is there anyone out there?
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Chasing It 03:35
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I play for keeps For what's stuck between the beast's teeth For the idiot king A crown can be smoke rings That is life, and that's the hunt And as a prize I get something fading out of my eyes the day I die I lay my head, and you tighten your grip tighter, baby In the light of the moon I melt into you But that is life, and that is love And that's the rule This place is not my home, I'm just passing through
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Acting Chops 03:21
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Hey this is me, your favorite dreamer Your entertainer of lies My swollen eyes, this curse upon me Bandaged on my brain I am the one, now I'm coming home To end my life on scene I go out like Brand in the valley Blood where the lonely trail leads I have seen the bed where Peter knelt Upon his knees and prayed for help And drove them out into the woods In the dark of night, to find my lonely tomb Hey this is me, your favorite dreamer Your entertainer of lies I go down cause you're leaning on me The weight of your body whole From the cross I can hear your whispers Your simple wishes to please Growth of the soil, endless reccurance You'll have me another day I have seen the ghost in my room at night From the walls, the mirrors, plain in sight Life is lived on a roll of film A sequence of memories Bulging and ready to spill
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Worry Module 05:35
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Sing to me patron saint of the land of the free I need courage for times as hard as these I am begging on my knees for time to just please slow down I open up my eyes, there goes life And then I'm gone This border goes far, I hear they're taking up arms Our heads without eyes Jewels in our sockets glimmer I cry with my voice, but it only comes out as song There was once something here Name and face, now it's gone The last thing you'll see, adventures in childhood wonder The forest of orcs, moss rock like the giant's face This is my land, organized by lines in the sand You can have yours and we'll share these borders kindly What's more is lost, what's less is treasured by me I don't want to know tomorrow's numbers fast declining The prophets they walk the loneliest roads of them all And I don't want to walk And I don't want to walk alone There's a system in place But twist that nerve and the system breaks The weather is warm Enjoy your mother's fever It strikes across the sky, the great, blinding light The language of it all, three words: "Please believe me"
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I Know You Exploder 03:02
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For my patron's eyes only At Heathrow terminal 5 There is murmurs in the chamber Where they dry their eyes I have seen you exploder Dripping wet in the sun With your face in the mirage Yes, twisting your tongue When I was a child I late realized That to fill your lungs proper you will have to drown So I choose you exploder to devour me slowly In the world's tragic wonder to fear In the city of ladies, or at Creon's table Whichever grave will suit me the most Whether in flight among the wild perseids Or where the beasts have rotted in their dung One more time, now with attitude Because the band is ready to go home For my patron's eyes only At Heathrow Terminal 5 I call for you, my love

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Tom Vigebo disappears beneath the waves while it's rush hour in the ether. What remains in his smoky spot is the vagrant hum of the wheels of history churning.

"The Drive, The Hunger" is a test run for something more impersonal and holistic. As a young artist, the acoustic guitar was my fundament, always driving the song right there in the middle. Somewhere along the way I fell in love with the drum machine, synthesizer, and spoken word. I wanted to go gothic, but to still maintain a genre which would be flexible across moods.

The idea for this album was a mixture between Deyan Sudjic's "The Language of Cities" and the opening montage of Ingmar Bergman's "Persona". I wanted to place industry and architecture in my music, but also the indegenous and nomadic. The album became an ode to human striving, with the implicit: "Whatever you do, don't look down". Where there is now less Tom Vigebo, there is rather germs of destruction blossoming into towers, citites and death engines. This is a time travel story, and as in any time-travel story our only hope is to land in the same old field of grass when its over. But just like in any migration there is no truly coming home.

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released April 2, 2021

With Erik Lindo on electric guitar (Doggerland)

Cover photo by Ida Chloe Lou Olsen

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Tom Vigebo Oslo, Norway

Tom Vigebo is a musician based in Oslo, Norway. He wrote and produced his first album "The Other August" which was released in January 2016.

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