whose strength was hatred.

by derek joe brockett

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A companion (digital only) release of outtakes from the ¿my strength is hatred? sessions recorded in Oklahoma in the year 2001, most of these songs/versions are previously unreleased with the exception of "dust" which appeared on a Tract Records compilation called What Are The Museums Doing? (TR035) .

The compilation was largely ignored save for this mention: www.psychedelicfolk.com/Tract.html where it is said that "Different and distinctive from the others is Derek Joe Brockett, a sneezing cowboy voice-mixture of Johnny Cash and Elvis, singing about dust, with a couple of weirdos as background chorus."

The ¿my strength is hatred? e.p. is still available on 10 inch vinyl record

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released September 2, 2015

derek joe brockett-guitars, singing, trombone, trumpet, melodica. g-saxophones, backing vocals. LLOJ-tuba, backing vocals. damian hoffield-guitars. buddy blutpug-percussion, programming, potty mouth. all songs & arrangements by derek joe brockett.

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derek joe brockett

born in the USA 1971 to the sounds of black sabbath, marvin gaye, rolling stones, david bowie, and sly and the family stone. first e.p. on vinyl was recorded in oklahoma, 2001. all other releases recorded in oaxaca, mexico where the proverbial hat is hung. this is outsider's music with an existential twist and so no wonder why you've found yourself here. ... more

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Track Name: dust
there is dust for a thousand miles
you knew this way before you came
this is just one of many trials
laden with what makes blame
you're a journeyed clockwise man
only scared of what's sitting still
but questioning can't comfort the damned
your hell they'll never overfill
dust

dust settles down, you snake around
crawling on your pussy side
you never wished to be lost or found
only considered gone for a ride
but you drank the sand right off the bottom
you yanked the dust from the breeze
now you've lost your little sheep
so count yourself and go to sleep
dust

riding away through thin nothingness
you hang sad like a dead tree
soon night will come you'll rest of course
this is reckoned a blessing
or at least something to have been acquainted with
circadian regularity
or has memory rekindled only myth?
bones burn away in dusty sea
bones burn away in dusty sea
bones burn away in dusty sea
burns bone away in dusty sea
dust
Track Name: about face
there's you, rummaging around and through
'tween being lost or a found

there's me, profoundly risky
just for being in this town

there's her, a lollygagging blur
O so sticky from a royal crown

us, never anticipated such the fuss
then the world ain't exactly round

she want me to want me
ye want she to want ye
she want me to want me
ye want she to want ye
Track Name: bad
i'm sheer in love with ye
it's bad, bad, bad
feeling mighty woolly towards ye
it's bad, bad, bad
but you're much sweater than me
i'll scarf you down and leave you in mittens

i'm sheer in love with ye
it's bad, bad, bad
it's whiter than the shown snow
it's bad, bad, bad
feeling fleecy glee
ah ugh uhuh
but you're one more cloven than me
i'll stick my foot in my mouth
justly as it had been written

i'll scarf you down and leave you in mittens
i'll stick my foot in my mouth
justly as it had been written
Track Name: my strength is hatred
hungry there both day and night
what would be thrown away?
the senseless man sharpens his knife
& grinds his teeth away

my strength is hatred, babe
O, let it grow on trees

the waves are waving to your eyes
cast all hope in those waves
what makes ocean levels rise
to cover up our shame

now that my strength is hatred, babe
O, let it grow on trees

the man with bloody fist on fire
is steeped in pining pain
the man with his old prayers so tired
is born without a name

yeah, that my strength is hatred, babe
O, let it grow on trees

reassured by blinding light
that I'm in need of shade
I'm on fire both day & night
I need your quenching wane
an empty cup, a broken plate
a splinter in a flame
an emptied eye, a broken face
a web of bleeding veins

my strength is hatred, babe
O, let it grow on trees
Track Name: playa zipolite
me paré aqui arriba del mundo
y que es lo que ví
la playa tan hermosa cuyo nombre es zipolite
la mar celosa, la mar mujer
me esta llamando otra vez
¿que es lo que quiere
que me vaya al fondo o que la bese desde aquí?

estoy tan lejos y aún recuerdo
las holas y olas de zipolite

me tiraría desde aquí si tu pudieras,
querida mar
agarrarme del aire
con sus brazos hecho de sal.
tan lejos así el unico agua que hay
proviene de mis ojos
las andrajosas lagrimas

estoy tan lejos y aún recuerdo
las holas y olas de zipolite

ni agua ni fuego ni el viento
ha dañado su onda
solamente la gente
tendrá la culpa de matar
el cuerpo y la mente

estoy tan lejos y aún recuerdo
las holas y olas de zipolite