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God Laughs: Reflections on the Dark Art of Living for Another Day

by Anomia Report

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1.
When I Crack 02:58
When I'm pushed to the limit And when I'm under the gun My head held under water And when I'm coming undone When I can't hold it together And when I'm worked to the bone And when I'm falling to pieces I know that I'm not alone When I Crack this poisoned prison When I Crack this cursed code When I Crack these so-called secrets When I Crack this life You'll be the first to know You'll be the first to know When I'm up to my neck in it My back against the wall Feel like I'm set up to fail again I know that I'm not alone When I Crack this cruel condition When I Crack this rote routine When I Crack this tortured tenure When I Crack this life You'll be the first to know
2.
Next Life 04:12
Every day's the same. The same. Nothing Wind me up and watch me spin round and round So many ways to make the same mistake over and over And over again and again and again and again Every minute's an hour And every day is a week when you're not with me And now it's getting late It's almost over. It's almost over. I'm ready for the next life Yeah the next life To begin I'm ready for a new thing Give me anything To believe in Standing on the edge again in simmering silence A whisper unwhispered, a glance, a classic defense Even the turn of the Earth won't stop the sun setting. And rising again and again and over again. Every minute's an hour And every day is a week when you're not with me And when the moment comes, I'm crossing over. I'm crossing over. I'm ready for the next life Yeah the next life To begin I'm ready for a new thing Give me anything To believe in
3.
Dear Messrs Enigma, Magnificent, Millions, Orange, Pew, and Polezny, Upon routine review of accounts, a concerning matter has been brought to our attention. Payment on your contract has become severely delinquent. As you know, the terms of this contract are strictly non-negotiable. We hope to resolve this matter immediately. In response to your letter of appeal dated September 19, 2000, extension has been denied. I direct your attention to page 758, clause 87, subsection F, paragraph 6, which explicitly states that any desired outcome, including - quote - success beyond our wildest dreams - unquote - is not guaranteed. Although this office makes every effort at fulfillment, circumstances beyond our control - including inexorable lack of talent, unrealistic expectations, excessive masturbation, or divine interference - result in some applicants, such as yourselves, being simply unfit for such reward. It is therefore my duty to demand immediate redress. Failing that, I will have no choice but to direct the full weight and power of this office to forcibly extract payment without further delay. Respectfully, Salvador Nakov Operations Manager, Enforcement and Appeals Office of Infernal Affairs
4.
Remember the way that you treated me Way back when I was alive? I think of it all the time. Remember the way you defeated me? I told you that I was fine. Well I lied. And I ain't over it. No I ain't over it yet. No I ain't over it. I ain't over it yet. And every bad thing that has happened I can't get it out of my head. Keep thinking all of the things that I could have been. Over and over again And I ain't over it. No I ain't over it yet. I ain't over it. No I ain't over it yet. And every damn thing that has happened I can't get it out of my head. Keep thinking all of the things that I could have been. Should have been. Over and over and over again I ain't over it. No I ain't over it yet. I ain't over it. No I ain't over it yet.
5.
Wasted 04:33
All you wanted Was anything You and I Could have together If there's anything I regret Its thinking that it would last Forever Now you're gone If I could show you anything This part of me With a scar where you used to be. This part of me That wouldn't have been Without you Without you and It ain't never going to be the same again It ain't never It ain't never It ain't never going to be the same again It ain't never It ain't never Wasted all of the time Wasted all of the time Wasted all of the time When I should have been there for you Wasted all of the time Wasted all of the time Wasted all of the time When I should have been there for you If I could show you anything It's all the flowers that grew Where you had been It's all the echoes That say your name It's how without you I would never have been me. It ain't never going to be the same again It ain't never It ain't never Ain't never going to be the same again It ain't never It ain't never Wasted all of the time Wasted all of the time Wasted all of the time When I should have been there for you Wasted all of the time Wasted all of the time Wasted all of the time When I should have been there for you I should have been there for you I should have been there for you
6.
That time we with partied with old Nicholas Well, one too many times. Forgot my invite and I was walking home alone. You picked me up and got me back on the road, yeah. Surprised that I was on the list? I had a few good tricks Saved up for times like this. And I'd been dealt a winning hand, brother. So I slipped out the back as they came charging in. Check my pulse if I'm grieving I might be off in a world made of broken dreams You might need to remind me from time to time I'm not always quite right But I'm alive I'm alive I’m alive Yeah I'm alive I’m alive I’m alive I'm alive yeah yeah Next time you see me I'll be hard to miss Wrapped up in tryin’ to guess, Sipping anonymity, yeah. I might be whistling a new tune And it goes something like this, singing Check my pulse if I'm sleeping I might be traveling through time in a cherry ride Sweet 68 GTO with a warp drive I got T Rex turned up high I'm alive i'm alive I'm alive I'm alive yeah Check my pulse when you see me I'll pretend like I'm trying to stay busy And you'll know that I'm dreaming I got that look in my eye I'm alive I'm alive I'm alive
7.
Is this how it feels when the earth stops spinning? What makes you think that it's under control? Which of the pricks do you wish would quit kicking? Where will you be when there's nowhere to go? And then they come to break me And then they shake me down And when they finally take me I ain't going alone I ain't going alone I ain't going, no Let's try again. Start it from the beginning. Let's try again. Pick yourself up from the floor. Let's try again. Do you hear the clock ticking? Let's try again. Can you take any more? And then they come to break me And then they shake me down And when they finally take me I ain't going alone I ain't going alone I ain't going, no Nobody stays Everyone goes Nobody says What everyone knows Nobody laughs Everyone cries Nobody gets out of this Everyone dies Everyone dies
8.
I don't have the words to say I don't have the will today I don't have a thing to do I'm missing you I don't have the courage to try I don't have the strength to fight Dreams don't decide what's true I'm missing you
9.
God Laughs 04:19
Woke up loaded Went to bed again broke In between you were king of the quota 'Til lady luck choked Riding high on a wave of corporate raids When it crashed Now you're back in the basement Rattlin' a can for the cash You did the calculations right. You did the calculations, right? No malicious motives Or evil intent Playing the game all the right ways Quiet, content Suddenly something seizes Your heart goes cold Ain't no way to sugarcoat You're not in control. You did the calculations right. You did the calculations, right? God laughs at your progress. God laughs at your past. God laughs at your sorrow God laughs loudest And God laughs last Ain't nobody perfect Good God you come close Cameras on the carpet Condos and cars on both coasts High heels, steep steps Too many Tanqueray toasts Six pounds of plastic Still looking better than most You did the calculations right. You did the calculations, right? God Laughs at your medicines God Laughs at your plans God Laughs at your arrogance God Laughs loudest and God Laughs God laughs at your prophecies God laughs at your pain God laughs at your pearly whites God laughs loudest God laughs last God laughs last God laughs last God laughs
10.
Something isn't quite right I think that something is wrong There's a taste in my mouth Now there's no taste at all I've got some thing in my eye And there's a scratch in my throat My stomach's feeling quite strange And there's a burning. Am I burning? My face! Hey I can't feel my face I can't feel my face anymore Yeah I can't feel my face No I can't feel my face I can't feel my face I can't feel my face anymore Yeah I can't feel my face I can't feel my face I can't feel my face I can't feel my face anymore I can't feel my face I mean, it's still there isn't it?
11.
Gotta Roll 02:59
I gotta roll I gotta go Just barely got to this place But it’s already too long It’s getting old Taking its toll And when it finally breaks I'll get away from it all I gotta roll I gotta roll I gotta roll I gotta roll I gotta roll I gotta roll I gotta roll I gotta roll I do I gotta roll, yeah I gotta go, yeah Just barely got to this place But i can't take it no more Starting to show, yeah Losing my soul, yeah And when I finally break I might just take down it all You know I I keep on praying it won't. And I ain't gonna cry when it don't But if the world stops turning, I might get off. Where does the time go? Where does the time go? Where does the time go? I gotta roll I gotta roll I gotta roll I gotta roll I do
12.
Every day's the same. The same. Nothing Wind me up and watch me spin round and round So many ways to make the same mistake over and over And over again and again and again and again Every minute's an hour And every day is a week when you're not with me And now it's getting late It's almost over. It's almost over. I'm ready for the next life Yeah the next life To begin I'm ready for a new thing Give me anything To believe in Standing on the edge again in simmering silence A whisper unwhispered, a glance, a classic defense Even the turn of the Earth won't stop the sun setting. And rising again and again and over again. Every minute's an hour And every day is a week when you're not with me And when the moment comes, I'm crossing over. I'm crossing over. I'm ready for the next life Yeah the next life To begin I'm ready for a new thing Give me anything To believe in
13.
Is this how it feels when the earth stops spinning? What makes you think that it's under control? Which of the pricks do you wish would quit kicking? Where will you be when there's nowhere to go? And then they come to break me And then they shake me down And when they finally take me I ain't going alone I ain't going alone I ain't going, no Let's try again. Start it from the beginning. Let's try again. Pick yourself up from the floor. Let's try again. Do you hear the clock ticking? Let's try again. Can you take any more? And then they come to break me And then they shake me down And when they finally take me I ain't going alone I ain't going alone I ain't going, no Nobody stays Everyone goes Nobody says What everyone knows Nobody laughs Everyone cries Nobody gets out of this Everyone dies Everyone dies
14.
When I'm pushed to the limit And when I'm under the gun My head held under water And when I'm coming undone When I can't hold it together And when I'm worked to the bone And when I'm falling to pieces I know that I'm not alone When I Crack this poisoned prison When I Crack this cursed code When I Crack these so-called secrets When I Crack this life You'll be the first to know You'll be the first to know When I'm up to my neck in it My back against the wall Feel like I'm set up to fail again I know that I'm not alone When I Crack this cruel condition When I Crack this rote routine When I Crack this tortured tenure When I Crack this life You'll be the first to know

about

Imagine the open road before you.

It's 1972. New tires sit anxiously on the hot pavement, ready to roll. The horizon is wide. The road is long. It seems that there is nothing in your way.

Hold on to that feeling.

It's now 2024. The fires haven't quite reached the edge of the city. It's possible you'll be able to stay another day or so. Things are getting worse on the other side of the world, too. You spend the next few minutes lamenting the demise of the classic American muscle car, or, if you are being honest, of those remarkable, impractical souls whose youth was spent dreaming of them.

Where does the time go?

Interestingly, these liner notes are being written by an AI. You can't quite grasp what that will mean in the long term, but it probably isn't good. The last time you checked, the term "artificial" was pejorative.

After a moment lost in thought—convinced you did the calculations right—you realize that, though "artificial" holds barely any interest, "artifice" is different. Artifice isn't bad at all. Sure, there's a connotation of insincerity, of pretentiousness, but you can live with that. At least for now.

You take a deep breath, check the levels on the multiphasic chronopreter integrated into your digital heads-up display, and turn over the engine. This is your road now.

You've heard it said that God laughs along with the rest of us—up until the time the laughing stops.

After that, they say, it's anyone's guess.

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released March 20, 2024

Anomia Report made this record with T. Rex turned up high.

It's inspired by and dedicated to those friends and family members no longer with us, whose lives and friendships meant more to us than we knew. We should have known.

CAST & CREW

Anomia Report is a dish best served cold. It is an aromatic tajine made from rare and wonderful ingredients found only in faraway places.

When pressed, Anomia Report will deny any knowledge.

The (abstruse) Electrician
The (inscrutable) Enigma
The (arcane) Enthusiast
The (inexplicable) Geologist
The (esoteric) Professional
The (incomprehensible) Professor

Studio horns performed admirably by the True Horns of Liberty, recorded remotely from solitary confinement, where they sit plotting revenge. Guys, I swear I told you what the record was going to be like before we started.

Many, many thanks to Salvador Nakov, Brian, Richard S, Hugo A, and the entire staff of the Office of Infernal Affairs for their professionalism, patience, and understanding. I still hope we can work things out.

Media assets provided under license by Pond5, Orange Free Sounds, www.zapsplat.com and other sources.

Masterfully mastered by Carl Saff of Saff Mastering.

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Everything they said about us was true.

Unless it wasn't.

Honestly, I'd probably believe it anyway, because I can't really tell what's true and what's isn't anymore. And, anymore, I'm not sure it matters.

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