Psychedelic Syd and the Recklessly Abandoned

by All Sensory Void

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This is a loose concept album about the birth and death of the 1960s hippie movement in a way that relates to my own personal experiences. I'm only 26 so I wasn't there. It was inspired by the below quote:

“We are all wired into a survival trip now. No more of the speed that fueled the ‘60s. That was the fatal flaw in Tim Leary's trip. He crashed around America selling "consciousness expansion" without ever giving a thought to the grim meat-hook realities that were lying in wait for all the people who took him seriously... All those pathetically eager acid freaks who thought they could buy Peace and Understanding for three bucks a hit. But their loss and failure is ours too. What Leary took down with him was the central illusion of a whole life-style that he helped create... a generation of permanent cripples, failed seekers, who never understood the essential old-mystic fallacy of the Acid Culture: the desperate assumption that somebody... or at least some force - is tending the light at the end of the tunnel.” – Hunter S. Thompson

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released 01 September 2013
Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Drums, Percussion - Gold
Engineered, Mixed, and Mastered by Skylar Adler
All songs written and performed by Gold Eric

Cover photo by Ilysa Mitofsky

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Track Name: A New Outlook
Calling out to fate
I get a feeling of helplessness
Though the pattern was in myself to change the path

Showing up so late
I get the feeling I haven't started yet
A decade of sure bets and debts all left up aid

Oh lord help the sin
Of getting up and trying to start again
I can't help but grin
I seem to start where others end
And I guess I'm not
The pessimist I thought myself to be
The world is nothing more
Than what I choose to see

Isn't that so great?
I guess, I can't help but feel jealous
I bust my ass but not much comes to pass

Passing out the virtue of lies
Oh what a time to be alive
A decade half made can burn bright before it fades

Oh lord help the sin
Of getting up and trying to start again
I can't help but grin
I seem to start where others end
And I guess I'm not
The pessimist I thought myself to be
The world is nothing more
Than what I choose to see
What I see, yea yea yea

If I had my say I'd say what I want anyway
Had my way I'd say I'd say what I want anyway
Had my way I'd say I'd say what I want anyway
Track Name: Psychedelic Syd
Syd was just a kid
When he left his home for a new unknown
Born for a trip to roam
And his eyes weren't shone
Cause his hair had grown
As he stumbled in to the Haight-Ashbury district of San Francisco

Syd went to a party down the street
Found enlightenment a few hits
And then he moved in with a few friends
Looking for a brand new hope
They could all elope
Guided by the words of the man on TV named Timothy Leary

Cause the revolution's here
And I don't want to miss out
Yea the revolution's here
And I don't want to miss out

Consciously joining conscious expansion
At least amongst all my friends
I’m in tune with our new revolution
Whatever meaning it lends

Conveying love with a new generation
Toward whatever future it lends
Culture creeps towards its next evolution
At least amongst all my friends

Cause the revolution's here
And I don't want to miss out
Cause the revolution's here
And I don't want to miss out
Track Name: Merry Pranksters
The world is more than what it seems
You give your life its own meaning
Your grow and build 'til atrophy ensues

The day is what you make of it
A universe inside your head
I paint the cracks and make myself look new

Turning on incessantly
To bring out a new normalcy
If happiness is a guarantee pursuit

Philosophy I grow to wed
To make some sense of what's been said
The meaning is still waiting to be found
Track Name: Eudaimonia
I try to keep my secrets kept
Even though they're coming on and on and on
Following through to my voice
Where they claim that they belong, belong but I know they're wrong

I could be good, I could be fine
I could be yours, I could be mine
I could be golden in the sun
When you are old I'll still be young

Offenders are offending me
And sending everything they think they can sell to me
But I'm not picking plastic flowers
Inside your false garden rosary cause you know that aint for me

I could be good, I could be fine
I could be yours, I could be mine
I could be golden in the sun
When you are old I'll still be young

Don't you think those people are sad
Even though they don't seem to know the difference

I could be good, I could be fine
I could be yours, I could be mine
I could be golden in the sun
When you are old I'll still be young

When you are old I'll still be young
Track Name: I Am the Contradiction
A morning for mourning that I won’t subdue
Never a whole in pieces of you
If you are the sense
Then I am the contradiction

Talking a tongue so void of meaning
A part of the picture that I've been screaming
Although I was caught a sweet submission
If you are the sense
Then I am the contradiction

You're only diction's addiction

Bottles in beauty do my healing
A taste for attention so appealing
Further the tension I’ve been feeling
If you are the sense than I am the contradiction

You're feeding the falsities in my facts
Your crucifix is stabbing my back
You're leaving for every reason I lack
Because if you are the sense than I am the contradiction

Your only diction’s addiction
Track Name: Village Song
Hey did you know?
I was slow to let her go
I was slow to let her find a quicker way

Did you go against the grain
And have all your demons slain
Until only fair tales would remain?

Hey did you know?
Hey did you know?

Hey are you out?
Did you take all take all you're allowed?
Did you find your soul in a moment of self doubt

And hey don't ignore
There's an angel at your door
Showing things you never thought you'd think before

And hey just for show
I gave you more than you should know
Gave you more than you ever could have owned
Track Name: The Trade
I traded my hand for some cards I couldn't use
I sold all my art for a corporation's muse
I traded my beliefs for a politician's views
And I've been finding false everything you said was true

The ignorant will never learn
They'll always remain fools
And evil men come now and then
But in the end they will die too

And I said how I'll move on and on and on and on and on
I said now I'll move on and on and on and on and on

I traded sure bets for a gamble I would lose
I sold dull choices for a right to still refuse
I took for granted everyone I ever knew
And I've been finding false everything you said was true

The ignorant will never learn
They'll always remain fools
And evil men come now and then
But in the end they will die too

And I said how I'll move on and on and on and on and on
I said now I'll move on and on and on and on and on

They caught you in sweet november
They wrapped you in their clothes
They took all you could remember
After they stole what you loved most
And they kept on passing you over
Until you passed away
Track Name: Black Window
Don't think I knew
Their silent faces hold the wall
Of a time when I met you
Our heart beats skipping like a stone

And now I see it in my future
And I feel it on my throat
And I know what's coming after
And I know I'm not alone
But I feel so alone

You teach with your body
With flushed cheeks I could learn what turned you on
The world stared back at me
But I could only notice what was wrong
The closer that I stood
The more I saw the less of you I’d know
And time had changed the mood
Shade the landscapes of my black window

And now I see it in my future
And I feel it on my throat
And I know what's coming after
And I know I'm not alone
But I feel so alone

The lights are on all night long
I’m singing through my right lung
The words are tips on my tongue
I do want more sometimes though and I guess it shows right through

I saw your face the first time
Now you’re a frame in my mind
The picture’s working just fine
I do want more sometimes though and I guess it shows right through
Track Name: Molly Sunday
Good morning Molly drama queen
You're gonna make a mess of me
You're gonna take the rest from me

And as you smile and laugh quaintly
You talk back faintly
And hide behind a gap toothed grin
A loneliness within

I thought you saw through the matter
When the former was latter
I thought you could see right through to the cause
I thought you saw through the pattern
When you said it didn't matter
I thought you could see right through the applause

That it was just another phase
A define yourself craze
And hide behind all that you've been
A loneliness within

I thought you saw through the mess
But you wouldn't protest
All those who've over extended their reach
I thought you would've noticed
All the detail they missed
But you were mesmerized my a speech

Like it was just another phase
A define yourself craze
And hide behind all that you've been
A loneliness within

Good morning Molly sunday scene
You're gonna give the best of me to you
Track Name: The Recklessly Abandoned
How could this happen to me?
I never thought I’d get old
The come down always kills those perceptions of truth
That idealism won’t hold
So desperately
So recklessly

Disassembled in youth
Couldn’t hang on to it
To find pieces of love within peace and in truth
For three dollars a hit
So recklessly
Abandon me