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Cognitive Dissonance

by KAREN FOSTER

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1.
Spin 02:15
I know the type that follows praises, swamp land that saves them from- everytime they try to try lighten up the B-side, he points are pointed in on themselves face my ice and freeze to please the posing fans spinning away! sometimes I find I stay inside saying things that are said - everytime, I find, I feel so god damn lazy saying the same thing- again and over the end to please some unfound friend I come from the coldest places saccharin stains the bittered faces- fencing off the open spaces rats always win rats races hoarding all the hired aces bleach re claim the stain spinning out in the alpha alpha waves define a line or drawn the line who gets to decide? anyone can ask but most get only lies back to push down the down sides everyone's not the same until they've been properly trained, tamed
2.
...and if you're cold outside and high (and high and high) get into the van, warm van, christian soup but no one ever said that the devil is dead no one ever said that the devil is dead I can feel something milking my moments the only face to blame is time time is evil man! ...and if you're horny inside deny (deny, deny) good priest bad, inside, try and try... but no one ever said that the devil is dead no one ever said that the devil is dead I can feel something milking my moments the only face to blame is time time is evil man! ...and if you're thrown from the sky, don't p-p-panic 'cause mercy starts at home, mirror man but no one ever said that people can't change no one ever said that God is to blame those good old black metal days those good black metal days I can feel something milking moments the only face to blame is time time is evil man!
3.
This Time 02:28
they buried a man underwater and they said, "He's not coming back alive,"... well, I hope he dies, I hope he dies... I hope he dies around here (2x) if I had faith in myself I could stop talking, stop talking, stop to talk this time is my time, this, this time is real and real time... this time is bringing my down and around this time is... ain't the last time and this time is real and this time is bringing me down and around if I had faith in myself I could stop walking stop walking stop walking
4.
Cop Killer 03:24
I shot the deputy, I don't know what that magistrate he gonna do to me I'm in penitentiary, besides shooting the deputy I should not be here Them guards they work me up, they push and rub, it changes me, yeah I shot the deputy and I'd do it again because that pig he killed my brother The people hate, they won't set me free, because they are afraid of me I screw in stereo, I hope that my baby can be faithful while I'm in this big house I shot the man who posed to protect me but that pig killed my brother They give me lithium to fall on the dirty fall I shot the deputy, I shot him, I fucking shot the deputy The street gang or the army what's the difference? The army has more money and they have more weapons They say that it's national security but that don't mean that they can break me and my family but they do they do and they will Bob Marley, me and Ice T we're gonna go down in history Goliath and the giant is the same as me and Bob Marley
5.
Whitesnake 02:47
I'm facing the man, I'm dressing the best I can I'm dying to understand, I'm dressing the best I am, I am! I'm the little snake that can, I courting the hen and fucking the ram I'm a horse served on a bed of sand, bravo success sucked me off again Whitesnake, suck me off again! Whitesanake, whitesnake! Why not fuck while you wait?... or skate?... chasing that white snake- I can't! I can't! I can't! Lighten up whitesnake! Lighten up whitesnake! Lighten up white! I'm facing the man, I'm dressing the best I can I'm dying to understand, I'm dressing the best I am, I am! I'm the little snake that can, a slap on the wrist is a kiss on the hand, 'it's all good, right on man!' Bravo success sucked me off again!
6.
Fetish 01:33
I'm trapped inside the hornet's nest and nothing is going to change I can feel the strings snapping but nothing gonna stop my party no one's gonna sew my rippings I'll keep trying to see the biggest show on top of the biggest mountain Won't be tamed by you until you take your clothes off and stick my hands into your pockets Daddies often finger frozen puppets and nothing is stopping it The trappings of hornet's nest guarantees a dark success Confess fetish, fly me away... I'm trapped inside the crocodile's crotch but you're not allowed to watch the mixture my emotions curl into shapes of slaughter dancing girls offered to warm a cooling devil, devil, devil!
7.
Trip 02:51
...it really trips me up... trip, Trip, TRIP! American mythos saturates, blinds my senses, homogenate! They got their cake and rub our faces in it too... or is it an open womb? ...or is it an open tomb?... or is it an idea that won't find it's way into reality? A technocratic fatality... it really trips me up... trip, Trip, TRIP! But you'll never catch my phoenix, even if you abort the fetus, I will soar above your righteousness, self-flagellant honour, all cot and fodder, who's Karen Foster? We're 'Karen Foster'! You don't care!
8.
Kult 03:11
it is an old age clan assimilate, provide provide, preserver the sphere of influence grow my son I'll spank your spirit by breaking your bottom goodness bleeds and everything is true- it is a proven plan inside is safe, but outside is cold you call me your brother and we'll hold honour together provide provide pretend forever it's not pretending when you believe that it's true I'm clarifying my God exciting new ideas, I'm part of something good the master race, reborn to scorn the unrepentant prove my doubt by yelling my faith you can't ignore what's always in your fucking face! Do you believe the cult? Could you believe the cult? Do you believe the cult is true?
9.
Raskolnikov 03:59
why do you think that you know everything all of the time? why do you think that you know everything all of the time? can't you know that you can't know everything, all of everything? why do you think that you know everything all of the time? can't you know that you can't know everything, everything, everything? Is it a condition? Is it a condition? Is there redemption? Is there redemption? If there are conditions than is there redemption? No! Will the end be fire or will it be ice? I've got to know so I can be smart and free. Deadly, lively, deadly, lively... A symbol is an ideal context. Re-appropriating symbols doesn't make you smart Doesn't make protest, doesn't make art If now is everything your promises means nothing If now is everything your politics means nothing If now is everything tomorrow means nothing, nothing Maya-ic structures go to hell! Get that shit out of your head! Get that shit out of your head! Out out out! No one has to know but you No one has to know but me No one has to know but you No one has to know but me Our exclusion will fortify our trust Insurance to insure our union won't bust Tonight we're gonna break the old girl's heart for good Cognitive dissonance what I know ain't how I feel
10.
Nanaimo 03:12
11.
Peacekeeper 03:39
just about made up my mind this doesn't feel like my home I got the ground to walk on and the nerve to criticize it's lack of peace Please me, peace fall on me so that you will realize that you've hurt others around you before your time is through making time for missed space wishing that I wasn't in this part of the world like some angel could face me and pick me up for good just one time I can't believe you're really part of me I can't believe that I've been winging it all this time insane work mending walls that hold us all down you lift up but you can't even claw unreasonable logic bends your soul to it's breaking point the point is so clear worship decency and humanity will come keep the peace insane work mending walls that hold us all down you lift up but you can't even claw unreasonable logic bends your soul to it's breaking point the point is so clear worship decency and humanity will come fucking liar!
12.
brief stains shining across spread poles fixing gasoline for the wrecking open hard on against holy wind snorting holy wind medallions of nowhere give light touch over all of breathe forcing trust space against time bring light to us things spread into light spreading a thick blanket of heat for the held bottoms breaking hassles brings joy but poison drinking fixed try an iron cage for a metaphor of strength break into unbreak for reasons of parasitic love mercury sap of stem and trunk thunder god roars, roaring drunk hold me away from papa's steam cut away my stretched road more naked than seen more dust than steam change your sadness into children dancing around your hangover bed
13.
Is it the birds that look like angels or the angels that look like birds? I don't know, but here comes a crow Hey crow do you know? No? Well that's just the way it goes Nobody knows Rain falls down on all the whores Spit up the sky and even the score Angels harp and demons roar Worms crawl for cover across an asphalt floor I wanna feel that kind of pain Is it the words that read like feelings or the feelings that read like words? I don't know but here comes a pro. Hey pro do you know? No? Well that's just the way it goes Dogma keeps me busy, busy makes me money Money makes me happy Thinking keeps me lazy, lazy makes me faithless Faithless makes me nihilistic I talk about my feelings it's all that I can do There's nothing left, there nothing left, there's nothing left to pursue anymore Taking craps and sleeping, my memories just not worth keeping Never trust the man with the plan He'll make you feel proud of your master's land Go ahead and bite the hand that feeds you The hand that breeds you, oh no The reason God don't say nothing is cause there is nothing to say anyway until judgement day You are an island, all that they can do is fuck and talk besides that they're all strangers Your bleached black magic don't scare me no more two thousand year old comic book crap I wanna feel your pain Words are just birds and birds are just words Feeling like "Shut Up!"

about

Karen Foster started in Fredericton New Brunswick in 1992 and relocated to Vancouver British Columbia in 1994. The common denominator of all formations is Chad MacQuarrie on guitar and vocals. Past and current members are in order:

drums- Greg Smith, Jason Dana, Benji Nesdoly
bass- Rob Parish, Jo Petite, Red Armstrong, Rob Grace, Brian McCallum, Masa Anzai, Joey Godard
guitar- Cole Schmidt
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C. MacQuarrie- guitar and vocals
B. McCallum- bass
Greg Smith-drums

-recorded and mixed at Chemical Sound Studios in Toronto by Ian Blurton and Rudy Rempel in the mid 1990s.

For KF videos go to-

www.youtube.com/watch?v=umzoaBV4-Vw&list=PLoszZnGlJOx0w6ySrCY7Xa-pGyeZCDoqv

and

www.youtube.com/watch?v=sCzX2MYq2r0


For Karen Foster Sudden Death Records release, 'War is Not Enough'
go to-

www.suddendeath.com/index.php?page=shop.product_details&flypage=flypage_images.tpl&product_id=47&category_id=6&option=com_virtuemart&Itemid=10

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A narrative/story which is intended to be read while listening to these thirteen songs has been posted below. Both album and story share the title 'Cognitive Dissonance' for this reason.

Although the songs do not follow the linear narrative of the story they certainly do pertain to it's theme and can provide an ambiance suitable for the act engaging such a theme.

COGNITIVE DISSONANCE

"...there is no renaissance, we're bleeding!"
-Meshuggah (Swedish heavy metal band) lyric from the song 'Humiliative' from the EP 'None' 1994

1. awakening

her opinion of him changed after seeing him leering at younger women on the bus... and those porn sites that happened to pop-up from time to time on the computer they'd shared... it all adds up: giggles + navel piercing + thong + (the hint of) a tattoo on the lower back + the performance of feigned naivety ... the painted faces of nubiles on banal city buses and popping up on hysterical computer screens cooing for credit card numbers

before spying this side of john karen felt a love taking hold but now he was a pig, a snake, a loser, sitting there gaping-
she was shocked. her faith in love wounded, bleeding-
"what a loser! what a fucking pig... all this time"

she turned on the television and absorbed the image of lovers staring into each other and felt instant relief. so well manicured, so right, but she knew that it wasn't real. she knew that they were actors acting, working. "oh, why can't I accept things as they are?" she asked aloud to her glaring house cat as if she were a female character in a situational comedy with no laugh track to herald her wit except for the one in her head

she recalled a scene from her childhood with her grandmother in a sundry shop. the child was begging the old woman to buy her an orange flavored candy.

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released November 14, 2002

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A Rented Crutch Recordings Vancouver, British Columbia

'A Rented Crutch Recordings' embody a variety of sound, noise and music recordings centered around the projects of Chad MacQuarrie. These include bands Karen Foster, Assertion and Swanvista, aliases such as The Chads and Dubstawk as well as collaborations Ello Gail, IMI, Burning Bridges, Island/MacQuarrie, ThisHiss and Car/Mac.
These recordings range from 1983 up until the present.
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