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Everything could have been so different, Hannah Mouse.

by Ignatz Höch & Hannah Mouse

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Know Your Place 16 bodies across the city, connected by radio frequencies encrypted. The technology of stones and the waves that can and can't pass through them. He had the best connections. When you listen to his music today, you are looking through his phone book. La Monte Young. It's a small hand on a long arm reaching down your throat. Looking for lost fish bones. You are a giant in need of help. Every thing is some what repaired. It is the price of passing through time and not being forgotten. The letter I, the heart symbol, the letter U & all the luck in the world.
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Bottom Feeder A small metal tree used to display fragments of an exploded skull bone shaved back to reveal the teeth's raw roots. Saw dust carpets to soak up poisons long fangs sink into throats like quicksand too hungry to wriggle out of. Thick red hairs poke out of slow moving joints. A flamboyant ostrich feather gown ruined by inevitable melting glaciers. Kiss each one goodbye, a dreadful ceremony. Last seasons looks anyway. a hammer thrown into the lake finds it's home in the belly of an enormous bottom feeder. once inside it smashes everything. A fallen giants wedding ring worn as a prize fighters trophy belt. a weeping woman in the front row sighs "If only your father could have been here to see this."
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A Matter of Trust Tall cans on outlying streets. A wet gutter, a lit bus. The dark between streetlamps. A hat trick of 3am weeknights. Over wrought fence, hide in the shadow of a tall tree. Ducking from cops, from parkies, from cops. Kisses in spider spun bandages. Open up and let the rain water run over your open shirt, your open skin. Timid hearts bared to the wind. It's a matter of trust. It is a matter of trust. Shrieking for justice from this night's sky. Each star, glowing streak and celestial blackness, yet my hand here in yours. What terrible thrills! A stray olive branch or more visions. To return to the party like doves.
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Ghost Door 05:10
Ghost Door There was a hole in the open door carved by ghosts for late guests A knock in the chops that slips my neutrons leaving me a loose mass of radioactive isotopes I could never have been a contender, what a relief! only so many hours in a day, only so many fish in the sea. line caught and thrown back. the place where the scales stop. an artificial gill pump. water folds over porous skin. a swimming food pipe with a tongue like a car window dog. a finger trap for limbless creatures. how does a snake scratch it's nose? petrol hovers on the surface of a wave. a sunset oil slick. the colours of prehistoric suns reflect onto thirsty retina kiss and make up. blood rituals performed by children in late summer time twilight. each petal meticulously glued on. There was a hole in the open door carved by ghosts for late guests

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released October 11, 2019

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Ignatz Höch & Hannah Mouse Berlin, Germany

Ignatz Höch & Hannah Mouse is the musical project of multi-functional artist Judy Moore. She is a twitching mass of asymmetrical insects and spray glue in the shape of a woman. She smells of White Diamonds by Elizabeth Taylor.

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