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Escaping from his cryostasis pod after three centuries of imprisonment, Don Kongo finds himself surrounded by the horrors of the 21st century: the Midwest, technology, religion, and boys! Will he escape and find transcendence through music? Or is Redemption truly a foreign word? (The seventh studio album by Don Kongo follows no such plot.)

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released August 27, 2016

Written and recorded by Don Kongo. Production advising by Hannah Ganzel, Collin Labak, and Ann Lahucik. Album art taken by Andrew Larson.

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Don Kongo Willowbrook, Illinois

From: The suburbs.
Enjoys: Chinese and Spanish language studies, Kurt Vonnegut, Borges, making music, Spongebob, collecting fortune cookie fortunes, and Netflix.

Dislikes: Vegetables, mean people, the smell of cigars, Camus's The Stranger, and road rage.
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Track Name: You Make God Angry, You Make Me Sad
I used to pretend you’re an angel
But it’s better now that I know
I tried at playing Icarus
Getting burnt just to kiss the glow

But my singed lips serve to remind me
It’s a dangerous game that you play
I’m a moth within the firelight
And I can’t even get away

But I don’t want to

You--You broke my mirror
You made me what I am
I see you clearer
You’re a beast disguised as man
I said you hurt my feelings
You took whatever I had
Your unlawful dealings
But I’m only a man

See, I used to believe in redemption
Though to me, that’s a foreign word
But your God is truly merciless
Of this, I’ve been assured

And your soldiers are all syphilitic
My advisors are all in despair
And when hell befalls these temple walls
Leave my heart in disrepair

I remember the day you first saw me
I’ve been told I looked like a god
You presented gifts and prostrated
Just another sick façade

And I think back to when I first met you
I mean truly, and face-to-face
You were proud and lost and gluttonous
And with that you sealed my fate

But I still love you

You--You broke my mirror
You made me what I am
I see you clearer
You’re a beast disguised as man
I said you hurt my feelings
You took whatever I had
Your unlawful dealings
I’m only a man
You--You broke my mirror
You took whatever I had
I see you clearer
You’re a beast disguised as man
I said you hurt my feelings
You took whatever I had
Your unlawful dealings
I’m only a man
Track Name: Footnotes
I’ve got my blue-dog eyes on you
It’s so quintessential
Just what normal people do
And when the night is overdrawn
Just like my credit
Then you can wager I’ll be gone, gone, gone, and
If towns look just like pin-up girls
Just like Jayne Mansfield
Then I know just who I can blame
Why David Foster Wallace died
It’s so depressing
We come to see the full Midwest

I wouldn’t mind it if you told me “Frankly, I’m a little bit put off because you’re overzealous
but I’d take that any day over boredom anyway, anyway, anyway,”

I just assumed your métier
Was sidelong glances
Though I guess that don’t pay too well
Assumptions always lead me wrong
I’m second-guessing
But in a way my faith is strong
A surface reading of this song
Leaves something wanting
The footnotes give it all away
Which is of course just like my heart
Troublesome vessel
Which makes me loath to speak my mind

I wouldn’t mind it if you told me “Frankly, I’m a little bit put off because you’re overzealous; but I’d take that any day over boredom anyway, anyway, anyway,”
Track Name: Diary of a Madman
Love, be thou forewarned—that I am truly crazy
A madness born of love—by turns blind, scared, and lazy
And in this daft pursuit—both glad and filled with sorrow
Say I’m alright today—and then go mad tomorrow

I—I ruminate on all the little gestures that you make
I like the selfies that you take
I think about you even though you never quite come around
My feet just leave the ground, and

Just when I think I’ve peaked—my vision gets all hazy
I stalk your Facebook posts—I swear, though, I’m not crazy
You liked a photo once—my ex put on my wall and
I take it for a sign—my skin begins to crawl

I—I ruminate on all the little comments that you make
I ditch my homework for you sake
I pray that when I ask you, you will say I came around
And your feet will leave the ground

It would seem you are mocking
It would seem like you, you're just mocking me

No I’m not fucking man—I’m fucking filled with sorrow
You flirted yesterday—and then you’re straight tomorrow
It's time I pack my bags—it’s high time I head home, and
You too would thus go mad—if you were thus alone, I


(Samples used: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pSEDRvNkw7I Beethoven's 6th, and https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ne4a0yXSShE Haydn's "Lamentatione". Samples used for entertainment purposes only.)
Track Name: Grasping at Straws
I’m grasping at straws with you don’t know who I am
I wake up at 4 PM with you in my hands
And if you get restless I’ve a ploy on demand
You seem like you’re keen, but you don’t love me again
All that you leave me is strange loss and a feeling like I’m

I’m grasping at straws with you don’t know where I stand
I’ll ask my ex-boyfriend and he’ll give me a hand
You know it’s bad news, if he’s in the mix,
‘Cause he never liked you, he thought you were the pits
All that you give me is strange loss and a feeling like I’m

I wish that I could say you lied to me
‘Cause then it wouldn’t be my fault
Grasping at straws just to parse what you mean
You leave me clues, then you depart

I’ll open my eyes, this time I’ll open my eyes
Stop being so blind so I can see your disguise
You come as a friend, you bear a white flag
But you will consume me, from the start to the end
All that you leave me is strange loss and a feeling like I’m
Grasping at straws, with you I’m grasping at straws
Why don’t you bite down, my love, I’m trapped in your jaws
I’d rather to break, than be torn apart
The tearing, of course, is what you do to my heart
All that you leave me is strange loss and a feeling like I’m
Grasping at straws, I am so lost for you
Perceiving omens from above
I let you touch me in our younger days
But that’s just not what I call love
Track Name: Back and Forth
Me, deceive you?
Well ain’t it just like me to go and leave you
No it ain’t because I want you in my life, my dear, I really need you,
Bad behavior
Am I really full of bad behavior?
I assumed that one of you was playing me, we three could solve it later

Now—I guess I’m gonna pin it down
I guess I better think of something
I got two sweet boys on the line
And it’s not the sort of thing you write down
But I guess I better figure it out
My brain’s all Jackson Pollock
And I can’t even see what it means

Back and forth, and back, and forth—I just can’t get you out of my head
Back and forth, and back, and forth—there’s two things that need to be said
Back and forth, and back, and forth—he who loves is always misled
Back and forth, and back, and forth—I just can’t get you out of my head
Out of my head

Call me baby
In my defense he always called me baby
And all this time, hey, where were you, my dear, it’s not like you have called me lately
Say I’m sorry
Oh of course I’m gonna say I’m sorry
But I gotta put it on the line and tell you “no” so he don’t worry

Now—I guess I’m gonna pin it down
I guess I better think of something
I got two sweet boys on the line
And it’s not the sort of thing you write down
But I guess I better figure it out
My brain’s all Thomas Pynchon

Back and forth, and back, and forth—I just can’t get you out of my head
Back and forth, and back, and forth—there’s two things that need to be said
Back and forth, and back, and forth—he who loves is always misled
Back and forth, and back, and forth—I just can’t get you out of my head

Back and forth—back—forth
Back and forth—back—forth
Back and forth—back—forth
Track Name: Moonsickness
I saw his head upon your lap
My God, I can’t believe it
I should’ve seen it coming

Such an intimate moment—fuck,
Such an intimate moment—fuck

I would’ve looked into your eyes,
Like a train about to hit me
Wouldn’t change the way things stand

Such an intimate moment—fuck
Such an intimate moment—fuck
I got my qualms

I got my qualms

I know I wasn’t supposed to see
You were a two-person world
And I was just an interloper

Such a tender moment—fuck,
Such a tender moment—fuck

Am I some low-down Peeping Tom,
Some skeezy brat up in your biznez
Where I don’t fucking belong

Such a tender moment—fuck,
Such a tender moment—fuck,

I’ve got this moonsickness--and I don’t know why I’m like a
Tiger on the prowl but I’m just a fly, on the wall,
On the floor, crying myself into submission

I’m like a strange witness to your private affair,
Of course it’s just my predilection for more intimate faire that
Left me on the ground, crying on the floor tonight

I’ve got this moonsickness—and I don’t know why I'm like a
Gentleman of course but so envious, of your love
Of your man, crying myself into submission

I’m like a strange witness to your private affair,
And like a cosmic intuition something brought me there
To break my heart, and leave my crying on the floor tonight
Track Name: Insomniac
When everybody else is asleep I think aboutcha—and I touch myself twice (Lights out)
When everybody else is asleep I think aboutcha—and I touch myself twice (Lights out)
See, everybody else is asleep I’m on aboutcha—I’d treat ya so nice (Lights out)
See, everybody else is asleep but I’m on aboutcha—and I’d treat ya so nice (Lights out)
I—don’t even want to think about Monday morning
I—don’t even want to see a world past tonight
No—my friends say to go to sleep, I forget about it
I—don’t think I’m gonna sleep again after tonight
‘Cause everybody else is asleep but you and I
When everybody else is asleep I think aboutcha—and I touch myself twice
When everybody else is asleep I think aboutcha—and I touch myself twice
See, everybody else is asleep I’m on aboutcha—I’d treat ya so nice
See, everybody else is asleep but I’m on aboutcha—and I’d treat ya so nice
I—I’m addicted to the goods that you’re providing
I—I’ll take you out on the town at 2 AM
My mind is fried but I don’t mind I fucking do this all the time, I’m like a modern Oscar Wilde, and shit I’ve got no place to hide, I’ll
*Take you out behind the church and fuck you twice—wouldn’t that be nice?

God came to me in a dream saying, “sing it faster!”
God came to me, in a dream telling me “sing it faster!”
Frankly when you fuck me I wouldn’t mind begging you just to go a little faster, a little faster
Frankly when you fuck me I wouldn’t mind begging you just to go a little faster, a little faster

You—you’re a dream, a dream
Track Name: Asura, Asura!
Deep—so deep inside my heart—
I hear an ugly voice
Why—when I ask myself why it’s like
I never even had a choice
I feel a storm is coming
I feel a demon coming
Deep—this demon in my heart
A fire burning
Why—so far, within my heart
So far away from me
I feel the end is coming
I feel my power coming
I feel the end is coming
I feel your waves in coming
Through my soul and down my body
O Demon, Down my body

Weeks—I’ve spent alone at night
They build inside me
When—I see you I feel like
My body is a
Land in which a storm is brewing
In your storms are brewing
Seeds—of doubt within my mind
Of my benevolence
Crimes—of passion in my mind
My hands around their necks

As though Sweet death was coming
Blue tunnels overwhelming
O, bless this demon’s coming
Sweet angels, demons coming
Track Name: Miracoletto
Darling—it would be right if we got together
You’re not a crush from afar
You’re so real
I—I wanna see if we get together
Will you pay me back in kind
Could I come and stay the night?

Do you wanna keep dreaming?
Do you like the songs I write?
Do you have any hobbies?
And are you all alone tonight?
Is it so peculiar?
Does it really sound alright?
Would you mind if I call you?
Call your name throughout the night?

Sweetheart—do not think me so ungrateful
As to toss you on the shoals
Of an angry ocean
Maybe—it would be right if we got together
Though I’m full of greed and loss
I can settle for just one night

Do you wanna say something?
You’re being so uptight
And it’s not really like you
Is it just a mood you’re in tonight?
Or perhaps are you frightened?
Is it something in your past?
But I wouldn’t desert you;
I want to make this last

Oh, love
What is for?
All these anxious feelings?
Oh, love
What does it mean?
All these ancient feelings?
For—you
It’s all for you
Of course for you
Anything for you
This song’s for you
For you

Miracolletto
It’s all for you
Track Name: Faded Signals
B-b-b-b-babble, boy that’s all you ever do
I just wa-wa-wa-wa-wa--nna understand you
You m-m-m-make me crazy, ‘cause I used to idolize you
I was your prophet, goddamn, I proselytized you

Now you only come in on them faded signals, ‘cause you
Only ever want me when you’re stroking your e--go and you
Don’t so really care for the kind of conversation that
Real people have

You’re not my friend
You’re not my Bible
I’m not your friend
I’m not a child
You fuckin’ suck

You don’t even know who [redacted] was
But you try to hypnotize them to believe it
And sure you could say that drag is fabulous
But you’re stealing things that aren’t for your kind

You used to be Messianic in proportions but you’ve
Fallen
Yeah, you used to be Messianic in proportions but you've faded,
faded, faded, faded getting
faded, faded, faded, faded...

You only come in on them faded signals, and you

You only come in on them faded signals, and you

Only come in, on them faded signals
Faded, faded, faded, faded, getting...

I’m not your friend
I’m not a child
You’re not my friend
You’re not my Bible


You fuckin’ suck
Track Name: Ascension City
Go—there—with the stars in your eyes, what a fresh, new surprise to me—
Where—is the bomb that you promised, you slipped, and you lost it but
Right—here—there’s a current of vowels, we’ll slide off our towels get
Fresh—wait—did you want to go sinning? I’ve never been swimming there

Ah-ooh; Summer in Guiyang is all I would ask for

Come—here—just drop the disguise, use the tears from your eyes and cry
Some—thing—tells me you’re not from Boulder, it might be your smolder but
I—feel—that the neon diversion makes lights of dispersion of
Us—and---if you want, I call airman, we’ll act like the Chairman

Ah-ooh; Summer in Guiyang is all that I ask for
Track Name: Quotidia
Take my hand, take a drag, take a seat take a cab, don’t you know?
It’s such a silly simple life
We’re all just dancing knife by knife
Pass the beer, pass a class, pass a chance of your life, now it’s gone
I know they’re speaking ill of me
But we’ll just have to wait and see

How--did it get, so, te,rrifying?
Did we fall so out of place
Are we even still alive, and
Is it worth this saving face?

Call the shots, call your dad, call for shots call a cab, but it’s fine
They’ll never see the reason why
Before you sleep each night you cry
Raise the flag, paint it white, skip the party tonight, but it’s fine
Reminds you what you’re cautious of
They’ll swarm you if they smell your blood

How--did it get, so, te,rrifying?
Did we fall so out of place
Are we even still alive, and
Is it worth this saving face?

You go on as you always have
Cry in the bathroom
Look in the mirror
But you’ll be fine
And you’ll be fine
It’s all you know to keep on moving
Just force a laugh
Laugh it off
And you’ll be fine
And you’ll be fine
Why does it always seem
It falls to us to
pick up the pieces
Why does it always seem
It falls to you and me to
pick up the pieces
Of our humdrum lives
Why does it always seem
It falls to us to
pick up the pieces
Why does it always seem
It falls to you and me to
pick up the pieces
Of our lives

Say you’re fine, say it’s great, ‘cause it’s really okay
Just one lie
You wouldn’t want to make a fuss
Just get down, socialize with us
How you still look ahead to when life as we know it is gone
But even when disaster strikes
You go on acting like it’s fine
Track Name: Elephants on the Horizon
She crossed three rivers just for you, it’s not like it even matters
Drew circles on her eyes for you, but of course it didn’t matter
Told me to smile nice for you, it’s not like it really matters
Cast coins upon the ground for you, not like it even matters

Oh did you think that it was all a game?
Or did you figure it for a story?
She had pearls upon her breasts
You should have seen her eyes
She was lookin’ right at you
But of course that’s a slight digression
It was a full moon
On the night of your transgression

She made the rivers just for you, not like it even matters
She built a temple in the woods, but what’s the difference
She blinked three times and wished for you, as if it even matters
And you spit dirt into her eyes, not like it even matters

There’s elephants on the horizon
Like boulders on parade
All these sentimental feelings
No sunshine in this shade
I wanna tell you how I’m feeling
I wanna tell your mother you’re a bastard
But she would only scoff
Track Name: Sufjan
Sufjan—did I tell you my love went to war? It’s a quaint metaphor
Did I tell you his life was a bore since the age of sixteen, do you know what I mean?
Do you know—what I’ve seen? Do you know anymore?

Sufjan—would you give me a kiss on the cheek? Think of God—and the meek,
All in church once a week
All the earth—theirs to keep, but who knows what they seek?

Sufjan—something more that I wanted to say, but there’s thoughts in the way
Did I tell you I asked for his hand, like an old-fashioned man, like a boy on the move
Drinking tea on the roof, acting awful aloof

But I didn’t want a firefight
I just had a lot of feelings
Something that I wanted off my chest
And did he tell you all his stories?
Pretty clear that he’s depressed
But he was always so well-dressed

Sufjan—did I tell you my life’s like a fox? They both end in a tale.
Did I tell you I gave it my all—with my fists on the wall
Will I ever prevail? Am I destined to fail? Am I destined to fall?

Sufjan—it all seems it was so long ago; wonder if he still knows
Like it happened in some other life; say will you be my wife?

But I didn’t want a firefight
I just had a lot of feelings
Something that I wanted off my chest
And did he tell you all his stories?
Pretty clear that he’s depressed
But he was always so well-dressed

Did I tell you that I'm better now?
That I think I’ve found a way to cope
Found a way to save my soul
‘Cause I’ve just got a lot of feelings—
Something that I’ve wanted off my chest
I’ve always been something of a mess
All the doctors say I'm better now—
Now I’ve got him off my mind
I don’t want to press rewind
But I cannot help but feeling
When with him I was at my best
A sort of lantern burning in my chest
Sufjan
Track Name: The Vaught Family Rag
When love is delicious, it can still be pernicious
But just say what you wish, and we can plan our escape
I’ll act all capricious when the timing’s auspicious
But whenever I ask, your dad will say no

Isn’t that all, that a fool, just like me, could, ask for?
And is it the Fall, that a fool, back in E, den would ask for?

Your father’s fat lawyers, like some modern Tom Sawyers
Will use their red tape, to thwart our escape
Your mother will ban me, and slap me with a fan, the fancy
Kind with the lace, a slap in the face

Isn’t that all, that two fools, just like us, could, ask for?
Is it the Fall, that those fools, back in Eden, had asked for?
I’ll lose some weight, change my name, get a job, buy a castle;
Your father, your mom, would surely, have, to approve

We could reunite just like it was a fable
When I’m thirty and I’m financially stable
We would run into each other on the Metra
And I confess that I am single and I wantcha
In a minute I would ask about your escrow
Minimal interest and we’ll kiss about it let’s go
Head to the shoebox and we’ll marry ‘caure we’re able
And you daddy can’t say shit because it’s legal
Call my brother ‘cause he has to be the best man
Not a problem ‘cause I know that you’re a big fan
Not for money I don’t wanna play the blame game
I just want all your affection and your surname
When we’re sixty and we live at Seven Gables
And still copulating just because we’re able
Call your mother and you tell her not to worry
Only answer she can muster is “I’m sorry”
Track Name: Elijah
Elijah—the girls want to meet you, Elijah—Ariser—To find ya—the girls will persist in their way, in their way
Elijah—I’m so glad to meet you, Elijah—Surpriser—Elijah—and I will persist in my way, in my way
In the name of God the Highest I do hereby swear
To abide the laws of Moses [I don’t really care]


Do you dream of the loving fold—that’s in excelsis
Or do you dream electric sheep?
Do you dream of these loving hands—upon your body?
Or cast my dreams into the sea?

Elijah—the prophet of Jews in the risers—Elijah—they’ll find ya—the Jews shall persist in their way, in their way
Elijah—the fans in the stands scream Elijah—Pariah—Elijah—your fans do persist in their way, in their way
Elijah—my jaw and my eyeballs go hollow—I follow—Elijah—how God doth persist in His way, in His way

In the name of God the highest, and of Zadok, too
I do abide laws of Moses [just to undress you]

Do you dream of the loving fold—that’s in excelsis
Or do you dream electric sheep?
Do you dream of these loving hands—upon your body
Or cast my dreams into the sea?

Elijah! O, Elijah