Well the spirit seems to have left my heart
And I've been taken from home
And placed in a prison of hopeless art
Where my father's words are no longer my own
They cut off my hair and beat me a hundred times
Remembering all your words that distorted my mind
Now there's no going home
And it seems I've been confined
To this wasteland
Confined to wastelands
Confined to wastelands
I can't stay awake anymore
Now that all my thoughts have been petrified
I'm a stranger in my own home
No longer a man of the earth and sky
I’ve been pulled apart by forces I cannot know
This massive compilation from Marvin Tate's Chicago ensemble is funny, wildly eclectic, and bursting with energy. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 3, 2022