Beginners Guide To Voodoo

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A labour of love, rum and voodoo talismans fished from bins. Big ups to all the lush humans who shared their fruits with this pie, and massive big ups to Leo Jamelli for the delicious artwork.

A Trotfox is a rare species of manimal, prone to singing impossible folk tales and drinking improbable cocktails. The Trotfox's mating call has been reported to share sonic qualities with the impassioned self-righteous steeze of the hip hop emcee, the undulating vocal turbulence of the tipsy gypsy, and the the undeniable stomp of a rowdy pink elephant parade.

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released February 5, 2015

All words and music written and performed by Josh Levontine
except:
Vocals written and performed by Maz Totterdell
Trumpet performed by Kirstie Floyd-Walker.

Produced by Josh Levontine
Mastered by Landr

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Trotfox Exeter, UK

A Trotfox is a rare species of manimal, prone to singing impossible folk tales and drinking improbable cocktails.

The Trotfox's mating call has been reported to share sonic qualities with the impassioned self-righteous steeze of the hip hop emcee, the undulating vocal turbulence of the tipsy gypsy, and the the undeniable stomp of a rowdy pink elephant parade.
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Track Name: The Beginning Is Nigh
let the storm commence/ start the descent/
venom from the creator/ mother nature takes her revenge/
I don't trust her man/ something in the air's intense/
say a prayer for despair and prepare to be cleansed/
steel bars on parks can't stop what's contained within/
trees start to march/ escaping when they break the fence/
CONCRETE JUNGLE/ vegetation takes it's place again/
whomping willows wielding wood as weapons/ when
monkeys get ape shit/ shit gets dangerous/
spiders weave sacred webs across the sky to lay their eggs/
there's bats in the parish halls/ rats in filtration vents/
birds dive and prise eyes from the laying dead/
ITS THE DECIVILISE CIRCUS/ here's the main event/
mankind getting rammed aside by trained elephants/
a civil world war III that fickle fate intends/
animals gone radical evicting human aliens/

a moment in time you'll see/ is all your reign will ever be/
surrender to our revelry/ this is your penalty/ I'm wild and I'm free/

so what now for the homo-sapiens?
they gathered in gangs/ the city split in severance/
hear the reverends/ smearing wasted breath/ screaming
this is heaven sent! even as their faith has left/
food is scarce/ and there's a violence that starvation lends/
skirmishes in superstores til every isle is painted red/
so when they lay their heads/ hope to see day again/
they feel unsafe in bed/ battle battered craniums/
so on the frail web/ humanity's a fraying thread/
before long the only beggars left are veterans/ they
flee to forests/ wait for the hate to end/
crawl into cave crevices/ make forsaken dens/
cos there's no paying rent/ when they stay in tents/
sadly in the anarchy their sanity's the main expense/
so can we make it then? too late to make amends/
when all that's left is tribes of cavemen not making sense.
Track Name: Nomadic Rhapsody
ach/ i've never looked so glad/
fucked up at the party where the nomads go bad/
grinning like their filling up with prozac/ we know that/
we don't need a programme/ we go with the flow man/
feel that bass? (so fat)/ wobbling/
fidgeting and ginerly jiggling your gonads/
go dance! the music's relentless/
stellar/ momentous/ splendid/ tremendous/
endless synonyms for the stupendous/
lifting your smiles like facial suspendors/ we
learned this urge from the birds and the bees/
it's an earthy burst of the surge of the free/
so put your souls on the soles of your feet/
plod like a squad of gods stomping/ holding the beat/
vagrants we've roamed/ it's time to come home/

ederlezi/ stagger down the drop/
animals wild gods/ rise and tumble with the moon/

calling all nomads/ in the party mood/
let us gather and dine on some hearty food/
tonights main course is some nasty tunes/
our wine list the finest larger dude/
just ignore the doorman he's a ripping prude/
saying/ mate you look like you've been sniffing glue/ well
i guess the mushrooms have my head unscrewed/
but let me describe my trip to you/ it's my
favourite fantasy of manic beats and anarchy/
profanity and frantic feet/ it's, straight up philanthropy/
fiddling with the galaxy's realities ecstatically/
scribbling on the faculty of gravity to gyrate/
explore humanity's majesty organically/
weave a tapestry of family with five mates/
ignore rationality/ explore your insanity/
or score a bag of E and swing around like a primate/ mate/


help/ i'm stumbling, tumbling down/
got my eyes to the sky and my ears to the ground/
you know i'm a slave to the sound/ and the
beats to which i'm bound/
i'm hysterical/ illegible/ think i'm unrepairable/
quite like a mic i'm omnidirectional/
it's chemical/ come on over to the spectacle/
soon you'll be obsessional/
'please could all passengers keep arms and legs
dangerously swinging from side to side'/
roll up for the ride/
of your life/
i think that it's that time/
for dancing/ enchanting the night in wine/
it's fine/ we'll just keep spilling time/
cos you know this beat's sublime/
Track Name: Captain's Orders
VOODOO/VOODOO/VOODOO/VOODOO
Track Name: Young Lions
young lions/
gather with your brothers in the cave light/
utter your true colours to the flame/ like
planning an escape from your ribcage/ I
want to see you shed your skin/
meet the creatures that tread within/
show me bone embedded sin/
dismantle the tangle of human limbs/


pull back individuals/
we're doing this my way where primates rule/
for the jaws and claws of the physical/
cast off the mask of the fictional/
get jungli for crooked gods/
time to recall what we forgot/
aboriginal principles/
be barbarian faeries and pixie souls/
so if it/ feels good then/ fuck it, do/
lose it to this rupture tune/ and if you/
want to be struck by a punch of truth/
then puncture the moon and suck the juice/
let the carnage leak/ little carnal beast/
to herald the feral is up to you/
so bust a move/ in your dusty shoes/
you animal/

you can be what you want/ but you can't be/
a bird in the sky when you want to be/
if you take life so seriously/ wolf spirited?
go ahead/ go find yourself a ledge/
howl to the moon bow down to the evidence/
run with your energy/ you know how it has to be/
i have tried to be alive/ in these streets of mine/ but
worlds are too far apart for concrete jungles to survive/ I'm
stuck in this state of mine/
i'm disinclined/ to draw behind
the notion/ of the unconfined/
for claw and finger to align/

young lions/
gather with your brothers in the cave light/
utter your true colours to the flame/ like/
planning an escape from your ribcage/ I
want to see you shed your skin/
meet the creatures that tread within/
show me bone embedded sin/
dismantle the tangle of human limbs/
Track Name: Voodoo Goggles
you hear them before you see them/
displayed in the queue/
leant on steel bar barriers/
that are feeding them through/
to the door/ where the bouncer barks/
with eyes like pistols/
the people push past in chants/
squawks and wolf whistles/
to buy drinks at the watering hole/
which they down in jungle fever/
there's a petting zoo for heavy petting/
in front of the speaker/
next to the vanity fair mares/
taking selfies on their cameras/
equine queens/
in diamond bridled glamour/
see the vulture guys to the side/
spying, with sly eyes/
flicking to chicken breast/
ruffling feathers on hen nights/
there's a shoal of salmon in the
same clothes/ mumbling yolo/
they don't know that only dead fish/
go with the flow/
there's even a gaggle of geese/
gurning turning their beaks/
snakes on cocaine/ little rats on speed/
and in the corner/
a swan doused in fake tan/
what a wicked waste of wingspan/

voodoo/
voodoo/
to the trees our trips topple the zoo/
voodoo/
to the trees our trips topple the zoo/
voodoo/
to the trees our trips topple the zoo/
voodoo/
voodoo/

shh, listen/
a mating call from out the jungle/
it's the song of a king kong and he's just
looking for trouble/ stumbles
past hipster peacocks/ in
flatcaps and reeboks/
he goes to grope the swan/
he stumbles/ they tumble/
and king kong gets cuffed/
arms locked behind his back/
screaming 'officer, i just wanted
a piece of that pussy cat'/
while police pigs and dogs
hold him down frantically/
it's a grizzly tragedy/
it's disney on LSD/
it's a twisted fantasy
of a pissed menagerie
it's a travesty/ insanity/ anarchy/
humanity/ cos
no matter how many
anthropomorphic words/
i apply to what i'm seeing/
still a tribe of human beings
being human/
not the best creatures/
hopefully not the worst/
but without the strangest beasts
out of the earth's whole herd/

vooodo/