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The Mercy Legend

by Joe Yoga

11 songs about psychogeography and ego death
Genre: Pop: Garage Pop
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  Song Share Time Download
1. California
5:48 $0.99
2. Oh No
2:57 $0.99
3. In Keeping with the Machine
4:53 $0.99
4. Over It
3:03 $0.99
5. The End of the Tour
3:19 $0.99
6. Pull
4:39 $0.99
7. I'm Not
7:26 $0.99
8. Arches
4:16 $0.99
9. Analog
6:42 $0.99
10. Trump Signs
5:51 $0.99
11. Eraser
6:01 $0.99
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Album Notes
one more thing though the inspiration behind this particular ending scene is twofold. number one: the ending of infinite jest where Don Gately wakes up on his back at dawn on the beach and the tide is way out. and number two is this kind of obscure science fiction movie from New Zealand in the 80s called the Quiet Earth where the main character delivers this truck of explosives into the radio antenna or whatever the hell is going on in that movie and wakes up after the explosion in seemingly another world with this giant ringed planet (like Saturn) setting out over the horizon where he's standing on this vast endless beach, clouds touching down, it's a great movie, find it if you can and watch it. and you can throw Shawshank Redemption in there, which ends on a beach, or even something like Lord of the Flies. So many things end on beaches. These guys here they don't actually make it, but the promise is there, they're at a bus stop or rest stop with a full tank of gas, full wallets, still riding with so much momentum that they've practically lapped themselves, so giddy they can't even hide it, so full of promise they can already see the sun setting over



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