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The Thing That Knowledge Can't Eat

by Mike Keneally

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1.
Logos 03:11
You know, Yes got a beautiful logo Do you have a beautiful logo? I want a beautiful one. I want a beautiful one! Logo my life! Logo my heart! Logo me! (Do it do it do it do it) Never gonna do it again... Figure your most valuable trait Crystallize it! Emphasize it! Popularize it! Logo!! Powerful! Energizing! Transformational! Dramatic. You can be a part of this. Times four. Call now to order! Call now! We put the word 'eve' in evening We put the word 'cow' in cows We are WordPut™ We are the world's largest putter of words into larger words You know, Ford's got a beautiful logo
2.
Take note Of a homesick drunken sailor On the road to a sunken trailer He’s walking in time Sidling down the right side Calamity has befallen A botanist who has missed her calling And this is a crime “At the end of my life When I’m running too short of hours I’ll hide away and miss the flowers And no one’ll know” “Basically my mind’s made A life-long vow to stay low Been so long since I owned a halo In this reality show” Shall they meet? Will they meet? Or are they moving on, on both sides of the street? Opposite sides of the road With a code they cannot unravel And a lifetime left to travel Before it’s resolved Comin’ out the fog, It’s a dog ‘bout to roam right into traffic On the road things can get graphic But now she’s involved Running to the pup, Pick it up, And she hauls that hound to safety While he walks on down to 8th Street And we pull back and dissolve Shall they meet? Will they meet? Or are they moving on, on both sides of the street?
3.
Red flowers on your wallpaper wall Don't make sense, you don't like 'em at all Hit “record,” leave it on all day Huge stack of tape gonna get in your way Ease on out, come on outta there I won't be a traitor, I will only play fair I'll only play fair And life gets cold when fools get bold I understand it hurts your heart All the fools are throwing shade Mercury in second grade We gotta wear life lightly We gotta stay cool Stand and survive the cowardly cruel Aim a quick kick at the barricade Understand it hurts your heart When the fiery plot is played Mercury in second grade Phone addicts Settling scores Y'all oughta keep your phone in your drawers Raw emotion Muddling truth Hooked on trash they were fed in their youth I thought I should be trying To understand the minds Of those who feel so differently From me Let's give the booze a miss My brain can't take a drug Much later for a kiss I think I need a hug I seemed like a guy Ready to leap from the shadows and cry In full armor Clamoring for megaphones In hoarse stirring tones In loud passion moans I think we should be trying To understand the minds Of those who feel so differently... I left my fresh O’s in the pen My I’s for dotting I left them rotting Let's hear it for your heart All the squabbly talk'll fade Mercury in second grade
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5.
Charles Schulz wished that he was Andrew Wyeth You wrote: “I stand to fall before Goliath” You’ve got so much soul Oh don’t go quiet Mooney, roam our town with me Undo the down Can you feel yourself? Ten types of sadness in your eyes I snap, you blink the pain away, away, away, away You’ve got so much soul So draw the pirate You could be sad to be, Or you could love Ten types of sadness in your eyes I snap, you blink the pain away Ten types of sadness hypnotize I snap, you blink the pain away, away, away, away
6.
Ack 03:32
7.
Lana 04:34
Stars blazing freely Praying on a moonbeam Help me get my thieves out Growing as I breathe out (Playing on Playing on) I call them, I am them Spinning, we go on in tandem I spot the plot and seize it It’s growing as I breathe it (Those are the thoughts of Lana Smooth, meditating prawn, a Crustacean Breathing on) Walk, and vote for none irate Who stalk and coat the hearts that hate Beseech the soul of this organic prawn She lives in one kind of hue But when she gets there It’s static tinted blue Just seconds away from the burst It’s the thirst of this small, tannic prawn So, wave! Shrimp, wave at the stars prone to blazing! We exist before an atom does! Om! Rinse and repeat as needed All oughta do as she did A truth you can believe in Secluded as we breathe in Star-child free... This fertile sky is home to all This fertile sky is home to all This fertile sky is home to all
8.
Big Hit Song 05:08
Little Big Billy found a big hit song, they said: "That's a little hunk of stone magic." It been hiding but it been inside 'em all along Billy found it and held it They held it up in the air Little Big Billy found a song Gonna tell the world about the big hit song They said "It's got me feeling something like I never did. And I'm feeling like I shouldn't keep the feeling hid." They said "Maybe, just maybe, in a week or so If I work on it all the time, Then it would speak to someone's soul and bring an afterglow. This wonderful song sublime'll have a band playin' Some little sounds like a spring mist Some bigger sounds like a storm" And soon they gonna tell the world about the big hit song An' there'll be captivation curled around the big hit song People, boys and girls'll know the big hit song Fascination twirls around the big hit song (BILLY'S BIG HIT SONG: Everybody clap hands clap hands Everybody clap hands Clap 'em Everybody run around run around Find a store and go inside and run around Run around clap hands clap hands Run around Everybody clap hands Clap 'em Everybody ride a goat, ride a goat Find a store and clap hands Go inside and ride a goat and clap hands) “The world'll need my big hit song…” Little Big Billy made a big hit song Everybody’s singin', dancin', all night long
9.
Philosophical words Though I’ve logged quite a few Ain’t hardly no sager and wiser than you Time tells us to, To stay strong But all the weeks take too long Four years of this builds you a tougher shell Tougher shell Four years of this builds you a shell I thought I’d stay smart And then the day shards my heart Eaten away, cloaks played a part For years the bliss filled you, a lovers’ spell Snubbing hell You’re here, your ducks live free, carousel On this stage now Chemical change inflames our plow I disarrange, dismiss and disavow all fear and this twisted one-sidedness Lightning bless me Frontiers we missed, reveal thyselves now Haze clouding down the mind, no! No malaise, drop the shiver. Wise, that crow playing guitar and Creaking all over the song Arm in arm... Inviting the hate to only dwell In its correct and true home, hell Then locking the gate we live to tell And ride right home on the carousel Arm in arm Arm in arm I gave a deer a lot of corn (Oh dear, I didn’t know!) And it took me by surprise How swiftly and how brutally these deep lost feelings did arise (The ground swelled up The sky closed in I must not feel this way again) (Whoa I felt real lost I guess I had never felt so all alone Oh, no!) So I got mindful with the musk No hay, no corn, no pies (We wouldn’t need that statue gone If that statue being here was wise) (No fear, no fear, oh dear, no fear) Being a shame for fun... It’s not the way to get things done It’s past time for gliding right into the hum For years the bliss filled you, a lovers’ spell Snubbing hell You’re here, your ducks live free, carousel Inviting the hate to only dwell In its correct and true home, hell Then locking the gate we live to tell And ride right home on the carousel Arm in arm Arm in arm Yielbongura We’re standing at a very small door It’s small and takes time to get through And just over there, right over there, the most breathtaking numinous elegant beautiful view

about

The new album is called The Thing That Knowledge Can’t Eat. It is a beautifully succinct album – nine songs, 42 minutes long, in the honorable, this-album-is-not-too-long tradition of Pet Sounds, Rubber Soul, and Kid A!

The “official” wide release date for the album (Amazon, streaming, download, etc.) is February 24, 2023.

Esteemed music writer George Varga writes in the San Diego Union-Tribune that the six-year gap between albums was “…well worth the extended wait. From the near-Broadway piano lilt of “Logos,” the jaunty, multi-vocal opening cut, to the breathtaking intricacies of “The Carousel of Progress,” which concludes the album with a finely calibrated art-rock flourish, “The Thing That Knowledge Can’t Eat” is a multifaceted aural treat. It showcases Keneally’s accomplished songwriting skills and dazzling musical prowess without him showing off.”

credits

released February 24, 2023

Produced by Mike Keneally
Associate Producer: Sarah Crochet
Executive Producer: Scott Chatfield
Mastered by Mike Harris (assisted by Mike Keneally and Scott Chatfield) at Chatfield Manor, 2022

Cover photo and art direction by atticus wolrab
Portrait photography by Martin Mann
Rabbit photo by Mike Keneally

Songs by Mike Keneally
© 2022 Spen Music BMI


Thanks to:

All the contributors at GoFundMe who helped to build the home studio which made this album possible – I can’t thank you enough for giving me a way forward during lockdown.

Jeries Alfreih (RIP) – he took a severe personal interest when I was first getting the home rig together, helped me with the acquisition of key components, and was a powerful support system for me – I hope he knew how grateful I was for him.

Sarah Crochet, for always reliably hearing things I cannot hear and making it all sound better.
Andy Partridge, for endlessly patient home-studio-mixing advice.
Marty Keneally, for crucial home studio improvements.
Stanley Kwiatkowski, for vital gear early in the process.

Chris Opperman, for Bandcamp facilitation and multi-tiered advice.
Syd Schwartz and Bryan Beller, for braintrustworthiness.
atticus wolrab, for years of uncannily translating my sounds into visuals.

Scott Chatfield and Mike Harris, for getting this album kicked off in 2018, and getting it into the end zone in 2022.

All these superfine folks at all these superfine companies were generous, supportive and cool:
James Santiago, Ezra Meijer and Dan Cohen at Universal Audio
Doug Marhoffer at RODE Microphones
Matt Piccone at Fractal
Ola Strandberg and Isaac Solzer-Gary at Strandberg Guitars
Greg Atkin and Joe Donahue at Altered States Guitars
Chrys Johnson, Brandon Ewing and Jeff Kiesel at Kiesel Guitars
Jeff Carano at Babicz Full Contact Hardware

Devin Townsend, for the Framus guitar which gave birth to “Lana,” and for making the Fractal connec-tion.

Mikko Keinonen, for creating The Complete Adventures of the Unrelated Sound Guy, a short film based on five of these songs – you can see it at unrelatedsoundguy.com.

All the musicians who played so wonderfully on this album.

And thank YOU for listening to this music, which was largely created in solitude.
I’m grateful that these songs have finally made their way to your ears.

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Mike Keneally San Diego, California

Mike Keneally has been a lot of things in his 35 year career: stunt guitarist/keyboardist, singer/songwriter, orchestral composer, producer, music director, painter, and more. After getting his start in Frank Zappa’s legendary 1988 big band, Keneally released his first solo album hat. in 1992. Since then he has released dozens more and is working on a new double album.

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