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In Absentia

by Martin Del Carpio

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Lyrics: Through the crowded space we make our way the pride that makes us fools the type that makes us blind...immigrant sky million pieces we break ourselves we push around...Through the crowded space we make our way the pride that makes us fools the type that makes us blind...immigrant sky million pieces we break ourselves we make our way. This is the dignity this is the liberty a corruption a construction...and there you are there you stand forget the heart forget this land of yours...this is democracy this is salvation a corruption a construction...and there you are there you stand forget the heart forget this land of ours. XENOPHOBIA! XENOPHOBIA! XENOPHOBIA! XENOPHOBIA! Waiting to be found were you even lost were you even there do you even care...bursting the core suffering an age disillusion galore. Waiting to be found were you even lost were you even there do you even care...bursting the core suffering an age disillusion galore. XENOPHOBIA! XENOPHOBIA! XENOPHOBIA! XENOPHOBIA! XENOPHOBIA! XENOPHOBIA! XENOPHOBIA! XENOPHOBIA! CORRUPTION! CONSTRUCTION! NO DIGNITY! NO LIBERTY! CORRUPTION! CONSTRUCTION! NO DIGNITY! NO LIBERTY!
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NYC B 03:19
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17 04:08
Lyrics: You haven't lost your crown. The gold is still right there. A believer in your heart. You were only 17. I don't, I don't dream anymore...like everybody, everybody else. You'll never find the heart if you're not looking for it. You think it's all so fake. You think the walls are down. Holier than thou. You were only 17. I don't, I don't care anymore. Nobody, nobody calling on the phone. You'll never find the heart if there's no ring to it. "This is your private revolution, Joe. Throw away the books. Burn your CDs. This is your very own revolution." I don't, I don't dream anymore...like everybody, everybody else. You'll never find the heart if you're not looking for it. I don't, I don't care anymore. Nobody, nobody calling on the phone. You'll never find the heart if there's no ring to it...no feel to it...no soul to it.
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Alien 03:03
Lyrics: "I was alive in my sleep 'til a knock on the door made my worst nightmare come true. I gave my name when they asked for it. I gave up with nothing to hide anymore. I was taken in handcuffs while my porn book was opened for everyone to view. Once outside I observed the beginning of a new day. I felt the coldness of the ground..." Was I blind not to see that it wasn't meant for me that it wasn't meant to be or is it all in my mind!? "They spoke in a foreign language they took me to a foreign place where I posed for a black and white photo that defines me now. turn right turn left you got me at every angle you got me. for hours and hours I sat and thought about all those fake promises all those fake indentities false. For 45 days I tried and tried but the bleakness of my situation overwhelmed me yes I was too tired to fight I was too I couldn't no lawyers no one was able to save me no one. I went back to the beginning to the end and back again to figure out how did I end up in that place. I had 45 days to reminisce..." Was I blind not to see that it wasn't meant for me that it wasn't meant to be or is it all in my mind!? "Intimacy was obsolete of course I slept with one eye opened and one eye closed. Guilty yes if that's what they wanted for me to admit Guilty I was guilty. Guilty of trying to resolve my status. Guilty of trying to live the American dream. Guilty of being a survivor. Guilty of being an alien...an illegal alien. So deportation came along and I went from country to country from airport to airport from place to place till I touched home where it's not now. Home I am home mother. Guilty I am guilty mother."
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Old Age 04:13
Turned upside down You let it all go From the inside you find You give in to abandonment (you hold on to yourself you hold on to whatever's left you hold on to whatever's left in your memories) You hold on to yourself You hold on to whatever's left It's the life that gives out Chapters that are lost Broken bones, broken frame You hold on to yourself... Life is a mystery Everyone must stand alone I hear you call my name and it feels like home Broken bones, broken frame You hold on to yourself... It's the life that gives out Chapters left unturned The book that still remains The book of Old Age
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Blind Dog 03:50
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Yr. 2001 04:11
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Pop Art 02:55
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Outro: Fin 01:52

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This is my personal political record. Politics can be a very complicated subject and to be honest, I am not a good candidate for an in-depth political discussion. But some political situations in the last couple of years have affected me on a personal level.

M.

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released December 11, 2007

Recorded at Little Pioneer Cider House in Brooklyn, NY.
Recorded & written during the year 2007.
Produced by Martin Del Carpio & Little Pioneer.
Mixed, engineered & mastered by Little Pioneer.
All songs written & performed by Martin Del Carpio & Little Pioneer.

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Martin Del Carpio New York, New York

Martin Del Carpio is a music and film artist.

In 2011, aside from previous albums, a retrospective compilation called Lost Illusions was released.

In 2015, an experimental music project was released titled Notes from the Underground.

In 2018, a personal record called Involution was released along with some remixes and reinterpretations of the songs.

New songs are released as singles in 2019.
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