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1.
Nucleasiastes 2.0 (free) 05:22
again i looked under the sun and saw the race is not to the swift no, nor the battle to the strong the bread not to the wise the rich not to the reason for chance overtaketh them all the bread not to the wise the rich not to the reason for chance overtaketh them all that bread not to the wise and then the rich not to the reason for chance overtaketh them all nothing new under the sun there's nothing new under the sun so why bother? guess i’ll bother.. [right on man... taking pleasure in your endeavors, you know? i like it! ooh! yeah-ah... ooh... that's comin' back now... i dig it! i dig this!] again i looked into my song and saw the thought had at some point slipped and the style come too strong and the bible quoted wrong the bread not to the wise the rich not to the reason for chance overtaketh them all the bread not to the wise the rich not to the reason for chance overtaketh them all that bread not to the wise and then the rich not to the reason for chance overtaketh them all nothing new under the sun nothing new under the song nothing new under the soul nothing new under the sun nothing new under the song nothing new under the soul... *
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Mutant Sentimental (free) 03:40
my heart’s in my hand in sifted remains of another man and my face is different every day and i can’t say if i’d want that it would stay all my time! in narrow recess of my mind falling backwards like the spring in novocaine-on-memory and i’m mutant sentimental and my heart seems ornamental do i wear it on my sleeve? it’s not a difference i can see my hand’s on my heart tracing reverse, fading into the start wrapped around and choking all our words and the thought––that it could all be so much worse! and my time in rotting recess of my mind in the filthy city spring high on the fumes of memory and i’m mutant sentimental and my heart seems ornamental but i still wear it on my sleeve it’s not a difference i can see "send the money for a rainy day for the sake of future days you’d better have nothing for me you hide behind a borrowed chase…" hey? hey? ah!...
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Time, Time, Time! (free) 03:56
floating backwards through the upset mind there is nothing left to you but time time, time, time! make it work! behind each line, inside is another quirk and why do i? and why do i? and why do i want it to work? time, time, time, time! contorting with every falsity yearning shambles never set you free time, time, and time! make it work! inside, each line, behind––is another quirk and why do i? and why do i? and why do i want this to work? time, time, time––please let it work let it work... please, let it work. [time, time, time!] [carry me back, carry me back can we get back, can we get back?]
4.
Gallant Goofus (free) 03:04
oh dear, poor goofus dumb up on your steed towards the well with no water galloping for some new death or intrigue or else grave disorder you’ll find it not quite easy as it seems to acquiesce completely while continuing to rattle on 'and i promise i’m not one of those guys who’ll promise you earth and the skies and sing you a ballad disguised and play you the 7th chord' 'old lorca lullaby: "horse won’t drink from stream" ––nor carnation’s daughter? this quoting poetry’s lost its potency anyway, it’s just the water' and so on, goofus kept on, continuing till they walked into the ocean and disappeared into the fog 'oh, and i? i promise i’m not one of those guys who’ll promise you earth and the skies and sing you a ballad disguised and play you the 7th chord' (“won’t drink from stream") then A minor (“won’t drink from stream”) then A minor! (quote poetry) minor! (quote poetry) and i(iii) will stumble through heathers and might die, in a colorless light oh, but i(iiii) still gallop, untethered and follow our master into solitary night
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V-Ri I-Robix 2016 (free) 03:30
now stretch…. let your body burn let your spirits all go sag feel your bones burst out through the earth with that which you had known before now all faded into sea so intimate it seethes and sits lapping at your feet now, let your body burn now let your body stomach, ashen, turn let your body burn, let your body turn let your body turn, let your body burn allow all skies to fall in locomotive droves we’ll all drown our souls rail back and right down the next day carnage lapping at our feet the earth silting through our teeth once again angels lying in the streets, where we say, and when and make no concerns for your mind will in time be melted down into an urn let your body burn, let your body turn let your body turn, let your body burn and hear the heavens call and now let’s make them topple we’ll stay laughing while they’re lapping lapping at our feet; they'll be lapping at our feet! now stretch, now stretch now BREAK! now stretch... now stretch, now stretch now BREAK! now stretch... AH! V-RI I-ROBIX 2016 V-RI I-ROBIX 2016 V-RI I-ROBIX 2016 V-RI I-ROBIX 2016
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Inward Self (free) 04:25
i'm still falling the way i did before i can't do it much more i'm still yearning the way i did then, too i'm starting to burn through in the light of love i saw the inward self in the light of love i saw the in the inward self and i don't have the will to just bend down and thank god i can't even thank max brod i just want to take a moment to save a bit of this and you you and your loved ones, too.... (ooh!) in the light of love i saw the in the inward self and all along i know it was all the inward self... ah! (hum be dow, hum be dow, oh oh... hold me down, hold me down oh oh... hold me now, hold me now, oh no...)
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jump sheep for the stones that broke you jump sheep for the lash on your back jump sheep for the years that slip out through the cracks one for the ocean inside you and another for the ones on the rise and one for the vicious black hole, sucking night the archer is wake the swan is flying gold against blue our wills are undying sleep, sleep––sleep safe till tomorrow. sleep, sleep, sleep safe, till tomorrow! sleep sleep.. sleep safe till tomorrow! and as the days pass us by, we’re losing sleep we only get what we want, not what we need and every second explodes, we’re at our knees and every day is a joke, it’s such a SCREAM!! jump sheep for destruction behind you leaving the dead where they lay and a kiss of bitter wind on your forehead whishes every stitch torn away and wake! oh we'll wake! the archer is wake the swan is flying gold against blue our wills are undying sleep, sleep––sleep safe till tomorrow. sleep, sleep, sleep safe, till tomorrow! sleep sleep.. sleep safe till tomorrow! there is hunting in heaven there is hunting in heaven sleep safe, 'till tomorrow. there is hunting in heaven.
9.
no, no, no––how it's going up! the flames are blowing up oh, oh, oh, watch as it goes how were we to know... ? you life is a... ( ) a yellow star ( + ) on the boulevard your life is a yellow star glimpsed from: very far your life is a... ( ) a yellow star on the Boulevard! (shh.) now, no, no, no! watch, it's going up the flames are blowing up well, oh, oh, ooh, watch it start to GO! and how we were to know, that it would show... until it... blowed? your life is a shooting star, caught in my craw your life is a... ( ) a shooting star on the boulevard ( ) a shooting star, caught in my craw, waiting on its nod ( ) a shooting star, afar now, oh, oh, oh, watch it's going up! the flames are blowing out... ! now oh, oh, oh! watch it going up! the flames are blowing uuuup... ! set them all off behind your face! set them all off behind your face! [ ] [ ] [ ] (no, no, no, gotta keep it shut... don't open up) [ ] [ ] [___]*
10.
Avanti (Rain in Vain) (free) 03:01
watching rainfall, perfect to the touch says so much, to these worthless hands and deaf ears, gone astray, all in vain there's no other way... but Avanti or an advancing or anything i could want to be an Avanti, an Avanti! Avanti, Avanti... counting thought and fantasy for miles without a smile and the rain still pouring unseen, past my brain, it's like some game and i can't find a way to Avanti or an advancing or anything i could try to be or Avanti! or Avanti! Avanti, Avanti... i give up; it's better if i.... stop! i won't see a drop, with all these images and false memories on display and who's to say these moments should stay? (...stay) to Avanti, Avanti Avanti, or let's not be... Avanti! Avanti! Avanti! avanti!! avanti, avanti.... let's not be! let's not be! oh... oh no!... to avanti, let's not be... to avanti––let's not be. (... eh ....)
11.
Bloody Variety (free) 04:24
your fingers move so ghostly against dead breeze around my throat and the running notes passing through our dreams a mental mutiny––somebody spoke to me "this isn't what it seems;" my life is on my screens another shot inside––did somebody else die? blood for variety; i saw it on my screens variety, for variety something in my screens nothing in my scream and if you'll doubt won't you shout it out? for one and all in we won't you twist, my knife ? in one last flash of life and then i'm gone i'm free a mental mutiny, something of late it seems blood for variety, it's down to you and me another shot inside! it's only you and i? blood for variety, i saw it on my screens variety, for variety it's something like a dream! but nothing on TV c'mon, and watch me bleed let's die for variety! c'mon, and watch me bleed let's die for variety! and I?..... and what of ME? BLOODY VARIETY! BLOODY VARIETY! (the blood....)
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six stones aslant along sea of black ink; thrown, they sink into the stony slopes of ocean floor .... I float upwards— six moments slip behind a midnight cloud... and somewhere, soft shouts— and all the while air smokes along my spine: all in due time... in due time... a lightning bolt that strikes and then unfurls; your fingers grip—curled golden hair (I hear her singing, too) ... the music moves you back into the shadow of a moon—now you go black, and all the while there's smoke along my spine: all in due time ... in due time...

about

THE JOHN V. VARIETY HOUR, HR 1––professionally mastered for the very first time by the illustrious Zak Mering of GunkTVRecords––presents the best of 2015's DEBUTANTE trilogy alongside as-yet unreleased tracks, all of which has been re-recorded, remixed, rearranged, and now reincarnated in its original prophesied form: as a solo and splendiferous aural odyssey of psychedelic disco and baroque avant-pop; as a polyphonic / polyrhythmic musical narrative related in the ringing tones of introspection, abstraction, allegory, and obscurantism; as a song of the self that begins (against the old testament) at the end, so as to cast sharp relief on our young belle's Fall and Rise in a world fallen upon dark times; a song that lingers upon our hero's repeated entanglements in space and time along his way, only to come to a crashing climax of cybernetic chaos; and yet a song that is rounded off by a hymn, and the call of a freshborn phoenix that darkly rises and recedes into the distance.

featuring HR 1 special guest, SERA SEINES

credits

released September 13, 2016

HR 1 was recorded by John V. Variety in various studios/bedrooms in morningside heights and a north brooklyn industrial zone throughout 2015 and into 2016


all arrangements, lyrics, guitars/bass guitars/organs/synths/drum samples/maschine pad and vocals John V. Variety

guest vocals on 12 by Sera Seines
live drums on 12 by Keenan (Lovely Beasts)


mastered by Zak Mering of gunktvrecords.bandcamp.com


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lyrical nods to Can [segment of 2], Robert Walser and Brian Wilson [segment of 6], William Carlos Williams [segment of 8] and the Old Testament [segment of 1]

subtitle/hue of 9 from painting by Willem de Kooning

front cover and all artwork by Sera Seines


special thanks: sera, keenan, karl, terry, jenny, zak, zachary, vern, lily, anna

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solo psych avant-glam dance band with games and guests

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also 1/3 of lovelybeasts.bandcamp.com

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