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Clean cut appearance strong Pearly whites guard a gate that can't utter any wrong Family man here's a photo op The faithful in your corner keeping you on top Trust is the objective reach it at all costs Truth is subjective buy insurance for the loss Distortion, spin the purchase of immunity Uneducated masses are a perfect opportunity   Propagate Everybody listening Captivate Audience captivity  The truth is what you make We won't call it duplicity And/or Propaganda It's publicity,   Publicity.  You can pretend that you're the good guy and They can pretend that you're the good guy and If we start to believe that you're the good guy You'll start to believe that you're the good guy Mandate madness Rhetoricaucus Talking pointillist Deepest pockets Lay your head down softest pillows the highest count Egyptian cotton sheets a clear conscience spawns the deepest sleeps beautiful dreams dream your beautiful themes scheme your dutiful schemes for your loyal regime
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Sophistical apologetics Logic leaping acrobats Analytical absurd aesthetics  The heresy of facts Sophist sung apologesis Suicidal cosmetic acts  Warm in the glow Feels like it's fine It comes from below The Synthetic sunshine The canary has died  Still we're down in the mine And we'll bask 'til we're done In this synthetic sunshine When the science is convenient There's no conflict with its use When the science is convenient The information is abused When the science disagrees with this Then the findings are refused
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Give up the ways that you were raised? Walking a trail your forefathers blazed now overgrown A world full of choice is a foreign place Raise your voice protesting in disgrace Are you hoping to settle this score Fighting a lost culture war? Stare through the haze of ideals razed scorned instead of praised controls erased new thoughts embraced A world full of choice is a scary place (Seeing fit to demonstrate Your down-home charm is unsurpassed though you can't recall when you last ate at the table of the common caste Are you grasping at the slimmest hold A desperate oligarchic fold Is your weight on a dated crutch? Does it sink in that you're out of touch? Will you seek the experts' careful slate To propagate another lie? The one about how you do relate There are still things you cannot buy)
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His hands are old but his face is new  He’s not to do anything I wouldn't do  Distractions sought to fill those holes  when its time to give up those protector roles He's maybe not aware the worlds a different place If he doesn't see it written on my face The panic that floods you with the strong force pull When you realise that there's no control And I start to get that I'm standing in a long line of heartbreak Rummage through another day We're all victims of these games we play  Riding home on the train  The earbud bleed saturates my brain  and I just can't seem to keep the pace So I swear off the human race another in a series of lonely nights  Staring off into a Great Lake of head lights.  and I know I've been standing in a long line of heart break Yeah I guess that we’re all standing in a long line of heartbreak Her face is old but just to me Her smile's beautiful but cringe worthy The whole thing wreaks of familiarity And nags of what I maybe once wanted to be  She made my world a different place And I wear those changes on my tired face  My hands are worn like my wary sole  Ancient veterans of no control In a long line of heartbreak Thinking everything I've done is wrong Making mistake after mistake  And passing all my errors on  And every new endeavour  Dissolves or just doesn't take Feels like I've been standing forever In a long line of heartbreak
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We've been blessed with a penchant for waste Gifted to ourselves in the era of haste Settling ponds of the latter day A rejection of how we were made Run off on a colossal scale A deserted ocean's systems fail Ground water in a desperate state In an urgent situation we are told to wait. So be it No going back from whence we came. We grew up in the epoch of our name trying hard to defer any blame we lost the contrast between infamy and fame and the distinction between pride and shame Try Again and try Again When it's over it's over When it's gone it's gone We've been blessed with a penchant for waste Prone to consumption without time to taste Losing ground at an alarming rate In a dire situation we've chosen to wait
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Sure the world's in tatters but if it's not in your backyard it hardly matters Take the paws for the cause An apex predator who can't get hard  In the grip of your spoiled claws Who cares if its not in your back yard?  Seek out the alternative Placebo superstition When your greed bleeds a fragile niche It seems you're in need of some supervision Slice the fins for our sins The natural world is our garbage can Put a freeze on the bees The pollination of a trillion hands Chop the tusks for our lust Redline until the engine's charred and take the bile for the vile apex predator who can't get hard
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Motivation, there's very little that stokes the fire like Compensation, an ability to obtain desire Concentrate now get in on it near the source Lies in wait and attacks with frenetic force A world is spinning on its axis Sources force us to compound A world is spinning on its axis And money makes that world go round Natural forces, few are strong as abject greed Holy orders climbing over themselves to get a piece Liquid courses through the veins of the plutocracy Stretching borders, the ever hazy lines of need Come on and give me credit Inflated, indebted, embedded and ground I'm inclined to dread it But money makes the world go round
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Off in the woods the dark corners unexplored Hard memories pass the external is abhorred Longing to be heading back toward That familiar comfort zone This frightening world seems so Foreign Back from the vast agoraphobic plains Dark corners past but the panic still remains Weary from these dark and deep campaigns Wanting to be alone Longing again to know That familiar comfort zone This frightening world seems so Foreign Waking up again and shaking All traumatic dreams displacing Softer thought attempt embracing Pools of sweat, that ship has sailed Washed up on the rocks left wasting Tried and tried it always fails
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Armed forces Squandered Resources Everything's just fine, right? Just fine Always on the brink always out of sync Stave off and breathe The gasses through your sleeve You just have to believe Everybody's gotta... Everybody's gotta… Everybody. Everybody's gotta protect Protect We all really gotta protect Protect our interests You can see through all the nonsense Disproportionate responses When they bring in the armour And train their arms on you The diesel smell endorses The discourse of their forces Of course you're scared And they're scared too
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Perhaps we're out of touch Perhaps it hurts too much Perhaps we're doomed to be doomed And once it’s all consumed Seems like our graves exhumed Would tell a tale of hardy fools No one wants to make a fuss But I guess it's up to us The people are responsible as it stands Live to fight another day Try To stop the power play It's in our hands An end of life crisis looms While drifting through the fumes No amount of wishing, prayer or niceness Will make our problems disappear A price put on our priceless years An end of life as we know it crisis

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Xuanchuan means publicity and it means propaganda.
We got the title from this NatGeo article: ngm.nationalgeographic.com/2013/03/fuling-china/hessler-text
The album is a concept record that has a varying zoom lens on globalism and the human condition. When it is critical, it is mainly critical of the Harper Government and their extremist aversion to evidence. Unfortunately a lot of the themes are universal.

Videos:
Central Military Commission
youtu.be/wA1ZHmGp5aA
Central Publicity Department
www.youtube.com/watch?v=g1iHxbrNMI0
National Energy Commission
www.youtube.com/watch?v=QMQqFvzZIwM

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released September 25, 2015

Rick Salt mixed and mastered, Mountainview Studio, Nanaimo, BC www.facebook.com/MountainviewStudio

John Dinsmore recorded drums, The Lincoln County Social Club, Toronto, ON lincolncountysocialclub.com

David Atkinson recorded keys at his house, Toronto, ON
Jordan Venn and the Slizneys recorded everything else, Albany Garden Studio, Toronto, ON

Alex McMaster played cello on Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Tristan Armstrong played guitar
David Atkinson played keys
Tristan Clark played guitar
Trevor Falls played drums, percussion and programs
Devon Henderson played bass
Jordan Venn sang, played guitar and made programs

Cover art characters hand painted by Mei-Chun Pau

Written by Jordan Venn Copyright 2013, 2014

Thanks to everyone involved in making this record, we couldn't have done it without you. Thanks to all our significant others who support us in our madness. Thanks to all our friends and family. Thanks to Yau-Chun "Donna" Kwok-Pau for getting her sister to make the gorgeous Chinese calligraphy on the cover. Thanks to you for downloading and listening and especially for voting. Together we can make Canada a world leader in evidence based practice. It's in our hands, it's in our hands, it's in our hands.

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Jordan Venn Toronto, Ontario

-Born and raised in Port Alberni, BC (South Port represent) by a logger and music teacher.
-Lives in Toronto
-Version 5.3.9 (DOB 1980.07.15)
-Has written a lot of songs.
-Has done some low medium profile studio work.
-182cm, greeny grey eyes
-Loves Phanerozoic fossils
-Loves Anthropocene animals
-Loves pizza
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