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Conviction

by Ut

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1.
Confidential 06:22
CONFIDENTIAL train on the wane no track to switch onto i wish this horizon would just drop off where it wants to there’s got to be a hitch somewhere in this de facto action pact only one dimension of gain here so very very very sane here and i can’t keep this sane the same all that has been claimed is now tame a fenced-in fire or a morsel of desire and there’s only turning back to reconsider from this quagmire a rail of reason or another change of season are the next points in line til the next dire circumstance the next trance of chance static for a station break whether it’s england, america or france the same stale air seems to travel everywhere a still live on wheels a painter in despair constructing structure ructure repairs beyond repair no longer knowing what he feels or what is his from what he steals but this here track is real and it seems like such a big big deal just to keep on this packed track back to back and lack to lack and when it’s the big time, baby and this car is fat and it’s warm where you just sat and you’ve spent your life where you’ve spat just a puddle to sail on since your motor is gone gone and you can trade in your vehicle but it’s the same old trickle of treacle moving down the path of longest indentation without a moment’s litigation this course is 2-directional and if you see another way they say you’re causing a delay and then they really really make you pay when you’ve no where left to go and no place left to stay
2.
Sick 04:13
SICK dawn was coming up yea iridescent light does battle with my candlelight in my body in my body organs are not right no no no they’re not right in my body what is this i see here? turning, churning what was once delicate skin into procession of violent colour sick
3.
Phoenix 03:26
PHOENIX passion a deep seat dropped heart the crumb dream of cushioned carnival fleeting fits of fervent down on your doorstep from across the floor fishing of lesions moments before piston bending over a swollen sore reversed fusion the last stance firm blade this charade of conclusion in blankets of plasma the circuit soothed bassline probing subhavens like a stethoscope sewing my veins into your eyes back down the runaway burning cars with no finish line flicker into static wind stoking the fire of this drive they call desire oh no no not again ashes are bursting into flame
4.
ABSENT FARMER i was walking i had 3 names a fellow be-watcher parked his autocrust great sand marks appeared along the curb and i was standing beneath a billboard and a coke machine this would be our finest hour all long the highway the empty mines trashing up like memory with tall signs out in the thicket and wayward once from a root it seemed the possible a quick wind a simple barter and we were the machines homesick bugle boy and it passed the foxes by this took 3 hours by which time we had dislodged the entire end once on back with use this being a slow glade he proceeded to need to explain that we were in the shiny part now he had many plans but he told lies this was a controversy a lesson in social rummy i was ready to walk on through but the head was on fire you are the one you walk in with the wolves and soon you’re transvesting the pace there’s a blockade in this man’s language the trees bend and he’s denying the entrance he throws a tray of ice down on the sand pit like dick tracy i forgot my lipstick but i held my mitten next to me go on to the station then and you will find a train take the road by the lake there you can assemble your fate i had a motor then i went down to the water with it big black-backed gulls swept up the heat it was almost night
5.
Stain 05:30
STAIN it was on a hill it was some kind of will you could see the miles wiping covering everything and the premeditated man haunting with his duckshot took a palimono took a palimino and he came for the blood and he left with the stain he said i’m through the thin i’m through the thin i’m going to get in and this was ancient but still and the wonder floated over left everything ravished and he was pulled back taken down and shot at for a sense of enthrall strictly being the last remnant of one eagled-eyed boy flotsam being the last stand of the fat patermeat when the furthest light is the darkest sound and the sympathetic lie comes wafting down desperate he loves a crocodile in the own soldier tent he is seeing nobody when the breath beats bent in a webbed wall and the bound breath wounds in a clubbed brain it’s not your stain it’s not it’s not your stain when once you were a tender bleak mountain range when once you were a mountain you were going to cure hypnosis you were going to cure hypnosis and the formula stank in secret and it forged itself so deep no one snail could bellow out its fall foul motion and relentful it’s a death kind of winning it’s a death a death kind of winning and the breath beats bent in a webbed wall and the bound breath wounds in a clubbed brain and it’s not your stain it’s not it’s not your stain what is it now that sucks the spit from your eye what dim crave is the sound of your love see it parade everything it can not uncover i hear you are deeper still and everything is forgotten what you want you can not imagine what you want what you want you can not imagine what was once it’s gone lost what was once it’s gone stained
6.
Prehistory 04:34
PREHISTORY portals from Hitchcock they fly open in a gust of wind at dead of midnight oh runner too much corner parts in my metal metal system portals open upon thick palpable substance of space “i could blot out the earth with one hand” he said i smell universe sweat galaxies suck up some time thru prescient straws alone alone thread thru the thread alone returning in full control of my metal metal system at the edge of some planet a blue hue caresses the figure steps trance steep steps steps trance steep steps like a scene from a pulp magazine “i could blot out the earth with one hand” he said meanwhile back on earth others contemplate another form of softwhere prehistoric dream in a sonic beam
7.
Bedouin 06:36
BEDOUIN on an american farm it was a halycon we were face saving mutation starving a con in the light factorizing righteous and the ready steady cargo faith baby time sense in a temptation in a cocktail monitor of a smart samaritan frank heist a league of termites plays dixie to remind the strangers reason of its fool tooth and the foul fix of the blank kidnapping time diametrically on some hillbridge stupid in a small frame with dexter towards the throw off what’s a riot cut-up in the smold of a net? what’s a ticket for the coming? so-called revolution and insanity inside she was a student of detonation a judas’s wax wise sight and she did calm the qualm of bombing fabrications a race at large rewires the plumber range and leaves the weather again i ghost it for my freedom i kill it for the sake of frame and in the flown church chicken yard a fortune of slaughter waits on the schooled swoon to calculate fate and the kickback ancient shaking sick in the dead of the light i see only half and have old manners the rest to be imagined by the seventh man a tall story of hypnotic alliance and every little thing every little thing memories go blind an inquisitive fellow says what burning is this? yes well our insinuators are maimed and the lessons we’ve learned come back (come back) in the winter we will show you the roadwork and the map from chemistry bedouin in a premonition angeling stigmatic angles she lights down hymn like the wind and blows the classic inside out and beside her disappearing flight uncanny musket-like she’s distributing licence
8.
9.
Mouse Sleep 04:11
MOUSE SLEEP slaughter comes through periscope slow liquid sting pinch of thigh broken treaty bone drunk in cartiledge crossing threshold cribs of birdcage flint at the mouth bigot drains rehearse replies in brittle spit of brain crane coddled in mouse sleep gorgon flash zorro my heart ward of a mute crime when it holds me like a burden i take on the weight
10.
Ampheta Speak mouth of violets sudden perimeter ampheta speak tender to groan one on one motor sick of ruby my cracked fly monked lights give out monkey rights your heart dissolve your water roll over speak ampheta finger to mouth bowel on bowel your logic convictions hope the blood hope the blood savage buckets gone ignition damp honour under stomach your tents to amnesia the wires promise nothing goes out nothing goes out protection bent forward in sleep little miracle coax ampheta speak late with rows of gumby there no pro-eye miser the brain waits to milk mother no sleep mother amp mine the birds stay rocked this is no spectacle the seats are of soak ampheta speak
11.
While I Wait 02:43
While I Wait while I wait really real and and tho’ waiting action, no hesitation really real while I I, I, I really really can’t can’t can’t can’t quite can’t quite I really can’t quite can’t quite quite really real of course of course of course of course

about

Conviction LP

Originally released in 1986
Recorded and Made Possible By Tim Hodgkinson
at Cold Storage, with Bill Gilonis, Charles Bullen
and Chris Gray, except "Sick" recorded at Berwick
Street Studios. Remastered by Dominique Brethes
at Wolf Studios.

Produced by Ut

Ut 7 " Single

Recorded at Sorcerer Sound, Mercer St NYC in 1980
Engineered by Al Fierstein
Produced by Charles Ball and Ut

credits

released April 5, 2019

SIDE 1

1. CONFIDENTIAL (Young/Ut)
◆ Words, Guitar: S. Young ◆ Guitar: J. Ham ◆ Drums: N. Canal
2. SICK (Canal/Ut)
◆ Words, Guitar, Drum: N. Canal ◆ Guitar: S. Young ◆ Bass: J. Ham ◆ Drums: A. Phillips
3. PHOENIX (Young/Ut)
◆ Words, Guitar: S. Young ◆ Guitar: N. Canal ◆ Drums: J. Ham
4. ABSENT FARMER (Ham/Ut)
◆ Words, Guitar: J. Ham ◆ Guitar: N. Canal ◆ Drums: S. Young

SIDE 2

5. STAIN (Ham/Ut)
◆ Words, Guitar: J. Ham ◆ Bass: N. Canal ◆ Sax: T. Hodgkinson ◆ Drums: S. Young
6. PREHISTORY (Canal/Ut)
◆ Words, Guitar, Piano: N. Canal ◆ Bass, Piano: S. Young ◆
Drums: J. Ham
7. BEDOUIN Ham/Ut)
◆ Words, Guitars: J. Ham ◆ Bass: S. Young ◆ Drums: N. Canal
8. KCAHSMAHS (Spare Coconut) ◆ Ut
9. MOUSE SLEEP( Young/Ut)
◆ Words, Bass: S. Young ◆ Guitar: N. Canal ◆ Guitar: J. Ham ◆
Drums: T. Hodgkinson

7" SINGLE

10. AMPHETA SPEAK (Ham/Ut)
◆ Words, Guitar: J. Ham ◆ Guitar: K. Achenbach ◆ Bass: S. Young ◆ Drums: N..Canal
11. WHILE I WAIT (Canal/Ut)
◆ Words, Bass: N. Canal ◆ Guitar: J. Ham ◆ Guitar: K. Achenbach ◆ Drums: S. Young

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Ut is a radical rock group founded in NYC in Dec 1978 by
Nina Canal, Jacqui Ham and Sally Young.

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