HORNY JESUS (PURCHASE HERE)
The messiah came…from soft touch and gentle tickle…the magdalen being the more experienced lover…and the messiah being all pent up from long years of misuse and inaction…it really didn’t take that long at all.
He moved slowly into the world while others sped past, traveling at his own pace and paying no heed to the sirens and seductresses that would seek to steer him from his path. He strode past the masses who he knew his word would mean nothing to, the disillusioned who would seek their comforts in substance and chemicals, and others who would blind themselves with the false love of physical romance. And at a time he almost found himself entangled, caught up in the netting of delusional affectation, ensnared by the bear-trap of unrequited love. But he gnawed off that limb and left it there for the crows when he found that he had no time for those passing favours that just stood in the blue light as he darted by, primping and modeling their wares perchance to ensnare a young prophet.
But never looking inward and always onward, he took it slow the rest of the way, adopting a stride almost bordering on copyright infringement in the east, and tip-toed in bliss by semi-Buddhist ways until simple annoyances crept in and disrupted his path, like a chance meeting at a bus stop, a divine intervention meant to send you bat-shit crazy. And then old anxieties reared their ugly heads, and explosives lying long dormant within were ignited, and new paths turned to old ways. And in resolution, the only path remaining…to flatline the ghost that has been long haunting the happiness and put all things once again aright…as if they ever really were!
So a simple thesis really is Butterfly Bush’s second album, a followup to its soundtrack for the film Teratogeny. But no less haunting or foreboding, and unapologetically so. Cover your ears, mouth and groin…as this Horny Jesus steps up to speak again once more!
A second coming of sorts.
Copyright 2009, Kevin McMaster.
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