No, I can’t see the future
All my memories are shrouded
There’s no food left in the larder
No per diems, no safe harbors
The word came down from Providence
All able-bodied men must arise
A curse and blasphemy is upon the land
We’re besieged from all sides
Would you think about it?
No commodities, no bother
And our debts will lead to slaughter
Little Shrub consumed with ardor
Camel dung for cannon fodder
Greetings from a slow-decaying
Pax Americana on the slide
Who knows ten years from today what evil
will hold sway amid the slime
R. M. Goetz - vocals, lead & rhythm guitars, bass, keyboards
Jennifer Schmidt - drums
Would You
Think
About It?
Now we're spiraling deep into the dark heart or Pax Americana. Written from a first person p.o.v. ten years from now (I can't help but steal concepts) “Think About It” was a Catamount song with improvised lyrics that we played live but never recorded. I needed a musical framework to vent my spleen politically, and there it was. Now I don't claim to be a topical songwriter, so if it's hard to discern what I'm talking about, it's my bad. I'm trying for impressionistic everyday images of instability and chaos, be it socio-political, economic, psychological, etc, etc. Jen Schmidt returns on drums! This song marks the first time I've ever recorded with a Marshall amplifier (guitar solo).