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Dual

by Supercollider

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1.
Seized 04:42
They pulled the tongue from the wagon Stunned … muffleroar kill the engine Crack-toothed gear skips and pulls the soft crutch Banged its dried rubber tip of secession Din of abandonment through amber glass we hide the litterer And the houses crowd like crooked teeth in a broken-jawed mouth
2.
Superior 04:22
It's not hard it's not hard to see She sifts through chain link a static whisper the lead window Superior Who owns the jackhammer who fools the future who owns the copper eye Dull spit-shined veneer slept through the sermon of stuck alarms Superior And it's true that your white shirt lights up the skyline
3.
Stainless 05:22
So long to silence bragged there's no stop signs … here Kindred crooked hubcap protects the Chevrolet testicles The lonely senator struck his plastic pitchfork on the steel plate on his head I swallowed their bales of hay and gunpowder and ducked the spark Though luckily the shrill jet whines the treasure rides on a ringing roof Eyes shooting blanks show me show me
4.
Razor-Ribbon 04:18
Please don't align your gutters Please don't pull the shades When the target rusts and the angel dust is all around you again When the North Star is wrapped in iron with windows of cellophane And your noisy peepholes are fogging up and your limbs lock … Don't crush the lights don't crush the lights Don't crush the lights don't crush the lights
5.
Give 05:43
Didn't I hear you say you've got a lot to give Didn't I hear you say it you know The antique goals and coal just run this factory too slow
6.
Hopeless 06:20
I have no hope or teeth to bite it's a blazing asphalt path The road, the road sunk a tarred-and-feathered sun The tree-lined margin of error the backseat springs are poking at me It shows, it shows The stolen tones that drugged them home the yellow stripe down his back It's gold, it's gold It's not the typewriter that's dumb we hung the notes out let 'em run You'll know, you'll know Stuccoed the crack in the bell shined the old scoreboard The prize the denim throat and ancient blurred frets I couldn't hear Tuned your used ticked punched my crooked drum Searched for the perfect change and bronzed the thin tracks I couldn't hear
7.
Push-Pull 04:36
Uneven odds erotic message opening in the cinderblock In the twilight get the camera quick because my lamp is dim This lit-glow torch can't go the distance Don't let him polish the Bill of Rights with his sandpaper and a jealous grudge She's no traitor she's just bathing and besides get out of here You're confused pilgrim's an Indian giver
8.
Voiceover 04:53
9.
Reel 04:24
It touched my hair it touched my hair and moved right through I seemed to saw a large number in bold complained all the way Jump … jump to breathe Jump … jump to breathe
10.
Charismatic 03:57
Made a promise to me, to me and it's true My eyes were drawn right on End o' the line vision poised defender Undone division song sung low notes and it's so No whistleblower muted taped shut See the course unwinding A very high bullseye Pulling you back to the beginning
11.
Untitled 00:55

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"The second and final album from this spectacular duo, Dual found Supercollider again practically alone in their world -- like their contemporaries Disco Inferno, who also used sampling as a compositional element for a "rock" band in ways little dreamed of, they rejected obvious approaches for something truly unique, but gained no attention at all from it. It's all the more a pity because strong as the debut was, Dual was even better, at once more commanding and more hauntingly beautiful, the hints of Joy Division/Martin Hannett/Wire recombined into something new. Michael Horton and Phillip Haut, again using their basic instruments of guitar and drums as the core, create songs based much more around rhythm than conventional melodies as such -- something like "Push-Pull," with its intertwining patterns and textures that Horton's voice seems to almost float through, sums up their art well."

–Ned Raggett, AllMusic.com

credits

released June 1, 1993

Written and produced by Supercollider

Guitar and Vocals by Michael Horton
Drums/Programming by Phillip Haut

Recorded at Mambo Studios, February/March, 1993
Engineered by Anthony Arvizu

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