Well, Boys and Girls, now it can be revealed. Years ago, I released a CD of original songs, a release that led to a series of downloads on the MP3 section of boston.com, but no record label. Feeling nostalgic, I am including the eponymous title song of the band Pus Theory. Incidentally, the CD was called The Sound of One Mind Snapping: Songs in the Zen Baptist Tradition, and is a collector's item.
Just a single email request can get you an mp3 copy, signed by the artist. Just ask. Really.
Pus Theory
You just wait for the pressure to build up, you just wait for the build-up to to blow,
Then what you spew out of your mouth, mind, or hand, can be called a piece of art you know.
Whatever pops into your mind and plops out on a page
Artistically represents your joy, sorrow, loss and rage.
Art is art when an artist has found it,
Take a blank wall, put a frame around it
Don’t waste time trying to master your craft
Just set sail on the ocean of art with your ego as your only life raft
You don’t have to be that clever, you don’t have to have much soul
Jackson Pollock didn’t know what he’d get when he poured that paint out of a bowl.
You don’t have to study your craft, you don’t have to be that clever
When you subscribe to the pus theory of artistic endeavor.
Art is art when an artist has found it,
Take a blank wall, put a frame around it
Don’t waste time trying to master your craft
Just set sail on the ocean of art with your ego as your only life raft
Artists of a feather gotta hang together so they won’t hang separately,
Vision is a tired anachronism; you want marketability
Money is really what matters; vision is really quite garish
Never mind what the Bible says; it’s without mammon that people perish
Art is art when an artist has found it,
Take a blank wall, put a frame around it
Don’t waste time trying to master your craft
Just set sail on the ocean of art with your ego as your only life raft
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