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about
Aztec Milk Temple’s second offering, “Milk” perpetuates a tradition the band established in the summer of 2020 with their debut single, “Digital Natives”. This tradition juxtaposes art, literature, spoken word, and music to produce both melody and non-melody. A truly unique creation that paints a polarizing viewpoint of modern life, which can be playful, hopeless, cherished, and loathed all in a single breath. How has technology changed humanity and what parts of humanity remain unchangeable?
Will curiosity kill man as it does the cat? “Milk” bravely dissects this bi-polarity of existence. Which doors will you leave closed?
lyrics
Decisions, quality, mankind. Starting with the wheel in time man pursued conventional mechanicalism and over the past few thousand years made objective decisions. These theories flowed, built on one another and eventually overlapped into a subjective chaos, simply withheld by the standoff to the future. Some of the most crucial being in the past two centuries. Man erected two doors stood in front of them and dared to walk into the mechanical monster called technology just to face the next two doors. Eventually the last door will be opened and the cancer of curiosity will kill man as it does the cat.
This Aztec Milk, drink of the gods. Like pure red silk, it brings the sun.
It’s all the news, it’s all the news, shrapnel silk when asked to choose. The king rings, hey mister, in perfect dreams? The life of a saint. No returns. No returns, The duality of not caring. Salinger got the best of me and sold a million copies. Eat the rich. Pay your debts. Only time is left, don’t lose your share.
This Aztec Milk, drink of the gods. Like pure red silk, it brings the sun.
Dripping time from a hose. All your plastic starts to show. Making time for letting go, because you know ... moving on just gets so old. Making time for letting go, because you know... moving on just gets so old.
credits
released December 25, 2020
Scott Tucker – vocals, Guitar
Vincent Martin – bass
Braxton Fugate – drums
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