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Persona (2004)

by greatFox

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1.
Flirt 05:22
Lonely - Got my eyes on this Lovely - Smooth enough to kiss Touch me - We can do this right Big boy you can flirt with me I see you look this way - You don't have to say I think I want to play Tell me if you can sling this You look smooth and hot - Wanna see what else you got Is you or is you not? Tell me if you can wet that Did I see you in a magazine? Maybe in my dream We cant be too extreme Tell me if you can touch that It's not my very best line but baby you look fine You can hold me anytime Tell me that you can dig that I can't wait to suck it Gotta give it to me you can trust it I know we really shouldn't but fuck it I wanna go all the way with you Let's go - Come on let's go It's too cold in here - Let's heat it up
2.
Boys 05:29
We be clubbin’ mothafuckaz! I gotta get up in here $15? Fuck I look like, Donald Trump? You gonna be thinkin' existential when I throw on these credentials Only long shlongs need apply cuz I don’t fuck with no pencils Don’t look at me like that, just give me admission for one cuz you don’t know what the fuck I’m talkin’ about. The music is funky up in here Ain't none of that 4 to the floor shit I only wanna go 4/4 on my bedroom floor baby You wanna see my bedroom floor? You only get a glimpse cuz you goan’ go blind when I get up in that behind You gonna taste my spunk when I give you my type of funk You won’t be sittin' down for a week after I spread those cheeks The music is funky and that boy is way too chunky You just a little too much man for me boy Here we are. This guy looks like he an ad for Abercrombie and Fitch How 'bout this: I be Abercrombie and you can be my bitch We be into fashion now I must confess I am too well blessed to be seeing all these very well-dressed I gotta find a male gonna hit up that tail and trace my tongue up your happy trail Check it out, muthafucka yeah Holy shit, no flamers allowed near me cuz none of them motherfuckaz can handle this cast-iron lion Oh shit. Oh looky here. Look at the muscles! Look at the muscles on this man here Can I touch it? Just a bicep, lemme touch a bicep It’s hard as a rock! What else you got that’s hard as a rock, baby? The music is funky and the air is funky too. But that’s alright cuz if you can get funky, I wanna grab hold of your monkey Yeah I mean you. Don’t be blowin’ kisses unless you wanna be my missus I ain't never seen so many funky white boys up in here This one is tight. Tight clothes, tight ass. And look in front. Looks like the battle of the bulge! And you losin’ that battle cuz the bulge is definitely winning Calvin Klein got nothin’ on you boy. You can pose in my magazine ad Sorry! Look like you two a pair. Hey I got the flair to get up in more than one derriere That’s alright, 2 to 1 still ain’t fair when I drop my underwear Oh my god, what have we here? You look like a diverse young fella, open to many avenues of travel. Can I travel up your avenue? Seriously, you sexier as anything I ever seen. Would you like to explore the possibilities? Of course you would. Let’s finish this song and break the fuck outta here. Check this out, no one is allowed to abstain, so join me for the refrain! Boys boys shake that ass, sling it all around like a snake in the grass... I'm gonna make you howl, make you throw in the towel, I am on the prowl to get all up in that bowel Let's roll outta here We be clubbin' mothafuckaz!
3.
The Pick Up 05:01
Reggae all night
4.
If You Only 04:12
There's a woman beside you You might say she looks like you She has the same sense of humor you do But she's not quite the same as you There's a man standing next to you he seems Like a very nice guy you think and he Strikes up a conversation with you but He's not quite the same as you And you can think how silly it is to think he's all that different You will think how fine it is to see her for what she is and And what makes us different and what makes us the same Is how we feel towards one another and who we care to blame If you only knew - the enemy is right beside you Edging up to you - invading into your precious lie Can you tell by looking at him? You could take a blood test to see and you You can take a scan of her brain and you can check his DNA but You'll never find out unless unless he tells you about it and You'll never be able to tell unless she feels like telling you
5.
Likeness 07:20
It was a day like any other day walking around in the light I was watching the world through designer shades But the sun was still a little too bright The heat penetrated into my nerves wearing down my thin enamel And I longed for the beautiful shade of grey Tuning the sky to the color of a dead channel And then my eyes rested on your form You were an animation of perfection I had to admit on having a thought about you That gave me more than one erection I talked with you and you talked with me And we dreamed about the possibilities The things we did in and out of the bed Were never conceived of by the birds or the bees It was synergistic for a time no need for innuendo or the sublime It was what it was and that's all I can say But I hope I find it again one day I wish I could have seen it from the start This picture wouldn't have to be torn apart It's when you tried to make me your little pet I still have more respect for myself yet I'll be a mirror image of you There's nothing bad you can say about you If I make myself like you there's nothing that you can say ...With respect to william gibson
6.
Civility 04:52
They came with their books their faces and their hands Their weapons of the mind, souls and the damned They plead their case -- what we do is wrong For thousands of years they have played that song They claim to know what is wrong and what's right Morality and justice are not in their sight They take a narrow view of themselves and the world Their enlightening flower will never unfurl And I thought that we weren't asking for much A body to feel and a hand to touch We are all looking for something more than ourselves We reach out our hands -- we are all looking for The sign The light and the love It's the time Despite of their love But one thing, civility was not to be found As they trample and lay down our cause to the ground Only so many wounds from the battles we will bruise Before you will find we have nothing to lose
7.
Neon Blue 07:57
I was a young boy then, wandering through a smoky and rousing establishment in the dead of night, with the firm and unashamed intention of picking up the sexiest and lewd-looking young popper I could find. Then finally I found the boy, dancing by himself and not seeming to mind it much. He was following the deity of rhythm, bowing and paying tribute to the selector behind the wheels of steel. I jiggled up to his side and moved with him a bit. After a dozen rounds of drinks of every kind, color and mixture, I and he were sufficiently shifted into a kind of after-image of reality, with the colorful beams of alternating rainbows and the assault and pressure of the long-throw woofer banks. Our vibes seemed compatible enough to take it past the dance. Without a word, we both made it to my waiting car, and not a word was said the rest of the night. I could barely keep my eyes on the road as I was being assaulted from below. My pants were pushed to the side like an incidental thing, and probing, eager fingers pried my cock out in an almost panicky, fumbling motion. Instantly my growing member reached to meet his soft, luscious mouth, and his tongue swirled in circles, wrapping around me with practiced, natural strokes. I almost went there and then, but he seemed to know when to back off and take me back down, shivering and licking his lips, savoring the leftovers. Somehow I made the drive back to my place. We managed to wrestle our clothes off as there was no time to waste—our energies had merged and settled into a very natural rhythm. He was absolutely perfect in every way—smooth, pliant skin mounted on fit, muscular angles. His face was serene, yet puckish, and his eyes yielded to unknown depths. Our lovemaking was as if we had done it a thousand times before—I and he knew every move and every way to please. We progressed easily through many positions and styles, and as he moved this way, I moved precisely to accommodate him. But then again when I was close, he moved off again and left me panting on my stomach. I could hear him working his way behind me and I knew what was coming next. He lifted me up on all fours with surprising strength and I gave out a gasp. I felt a splash of something warm and sticky on my ass, and I thought he had cum. But then I looked back and saw that it was only a great amount of pre-cum—this boy needed no lubrication I saw. I was about to prepare for this next trip but I looked back and my eyes caught the glimpse of something like a tentacle, oozing with a blue-ish neon liquid. At the sight of this tentacle, this thing, this kind of thing that should not be there, I panicked and tried to move, but his hands had grasped me by my hips, holding me in place effortlessly. I looked back again and his arms had changed color to a sort of blue-purple hue, and his veins were luminescent green. I looked again at his swollen thing, and it was some sort of tentacle-like shaft, prehensile and moving back and forth, still dripping that neon blue. As I was looking, another great burst of this pre-cum came forth and onto my back, then dripping onto my sides, and my back went completely numb. Seconds later I felt my body go very limp, and my willpower sank deeply. I tried to give a last formative shriek, and as I opened my mouth, another shot of the neon blue shot expertly through my lips, enveloping my tongue and mouth. I had no choice but to let it run down my throat as my mouth numbed, and then I was fixed. I looked back again and saw his grin, ear to ear with his black teeth and intensely green eyes. Then it looked like he was taking a very deep breath, but then vomited up a great mass of white, stringy web, fixing my leg to the bed and hardening quickly into a sort of restraint. He repeated this for my hands and other leg, and then settled into position behind me. I watched as what I thought was his hard member was not hard at all, and it grew quickly into a monstrous entity, swirling and moving about and spurting up that neon sauce. Then he opened his eyes and grinned again, and plunged his thing into my numb and relaxed end. He took my form and ravaged it, and I rocked with the movements. My insides were not numb, however, and I perceived the most intense, mounting rivers of pleasure as his tentacle took me. Finally he froze for a moment and then let out a deafening roar. I could feel a mass of his seed entering into me, again and again, for what seemed like hours. At the end of this motion, I felt a gagging reflex, and then my chest heaved as something worked its way up my throat with another gag. I spit it out and saw that it was neon blue. As I registered this, I could feel another wave of the stuff coming up from my stomach, and I let it loose with a groan. I coated my bed in front of me with the stuff with every new gag, and as the gags built up in intensity, I noticed my cock was about to explode. With a last great heave of the cum from my insides, I came with unearthly power. I came twice more, one after another, and then I passed out. It must have been hours later when I woke up. I was still bathing in something very slippery and cold. Then I remembered, and was frozen, listening. He was gone—there was no sound. After a while I noticed that my legs and arms were untied by the web, and I slowly moved to the bathroom to try and clean up. My legs were very shaky and still numb. I ran some water for a shower, and letting the water warm up I slowly examined myself for any scars. I saw nothing evident except the slime, and my ass was seemingly unaffected, if a little sore. Then as I rinsed off my penis, I felt something different. I ran my hands over it and realized that my circumcision scar was gone, and the skin had gone very smooth. Instantly my breathing increased and I got hard again. Despite what had happened, all I could think about was that I wanted to go again. I closed my eyes and stroked, and it was very easy and slippery—from the water I assumed. I opened my eyes as I came and saw a streak of stuff leap from my end and hit the shower wall. It was neon blue.
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"Graphic lyrics will keep it out of Wal-Mart, but greatFox’s Persona is a happy surprise—-computer generated music that manages to be sexy, engaging and soulful. The nine tracks offer fine studio-quality production and lyrics that beg for repeated listenings, whether it’s to catch the humor (“Flirt”, “Boys”), to find a deeper meaning (“If You Only”), or to follow the odd story of a queer sci-fi inter-species hookup (“Neon Blue”, one of the weaker tracks).

Todd Guilmette, the mastermind behind the Gorillaz-like greatFox project, adds his singsong vocals to most tracks—-more melodic than rap, but not quite singing—-evoking the deep-throated Euro-pop of Human League, Heaven 17, and sometimes Front 242.”

---Mark Davis

“The Advocate”, December 20, 2005
www.advocate.com

credits

released October 10, 2004

Produced, Arranged, Composed and Performed by Todd Guilmette.

Composed in Fruityloops.
Engineered and Sequenced in Sonic Foundry Acid.
Mixed in Protools.
Original 2004 release mastered by Todd Guilmette.
Remastered in 2011 by Peer Hahnefeld in Leipzig
at online-mixing.de.

Fox character drawing by Tania Walker.
www.taniawalker.com

Respect to efesar, v0sh, angaym, botkiller,
cheshire, glee, kentifyr, zebra, soular,
zeRohEro, ash, n2effect, alchemical burn,
random access memory, inerex, sanspalma, cob,
and the whole abq/sf scene.

Thanks to everyone who supports the local scene
and to you for spreading the vibe.

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