I Shot Kurdt Cobain

by Pseudocide

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This incarnation of PSEUDOCIDE is Kadin Contois

3 vocals recorded and manipulated by Will Thornton / 4-7 vocals recorded in front of a live audience @ 909 Saloon on 7.29.11 by Lisa Wyland / 8 vocals recorded in front of a live audience @ Uncommon Grounds on 6.1.00 / 9 guitar by Raymond Husmann
1 is a Ramones cover / 10 is a Nirvana cover
3 originally written as Binary Stream by Jared Louche of Chemlab

The follow up companion of this CD is the Barcode (split EP) with 3 different versions of Barcode, a remix of Generation Zero and 3 other exclusive songs.


released April 24, 2014

1-Something In My Drink - 3.18.14
2-Amnesia - 3.23.14
3-Radioactive Goldfish - 3.19.14
4-Friends Will Stop Calling - 3.25.14
5-This Is Not A Test - 3.27.14
6-Motto of Today - 4.1.14
7-Shall I Go On? - 4.1.14
8-Generation Zero - 4.7.14
9-Barcode (digital destruction) - 4.10.14
10-Came As You Were - 4.10.14

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Pseudocide Fredericksburg, Virginia

Pseudocide is the project of Kadin Contois who occasionally creates industrial noise drone music by himself or with Will Thornton, Paul Keily or James Balster. Band practice consist of mailing mp3s to each other.

Pseudocide started April 2013. After Kadin and Will played and recorded some live shows, and cut some rough demos, they compiled their first cd of material on November of the same year.
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Track Name: Amnesia
Do any of you
remember what's his name?
He used to
hang out over there
such and such that had to do with
something else.
Nobody was able to figure it out...
Nobody was able to try.

Did you
remember what he used to talk about?
I would try to
his words and stick the nouns and verbs
like a piece of stubborn velcro.

I can't even
remember how old he was or what
he looked like.
I want to say he
had long hair,
but that may have been
his decision to cut it.
I want to say he wore regular clothes,
but that may have been
he became a fashion victim.

It's really bothering me -
Do any of you
remember what's his name?
I'd really
like to know
how he's doing.
But what bothers me even more
is that he could have been a her...
I don't remember.
Track Name: This Is Not A Test
Okay here it is:
A word is not a word.
My words are bombs,
standing alone they're harmless
but strung in the right sequence
and they're capable of
massive destruction or beauty
or both.
Tearing down one reality
to reveal another layer,
buried, disguised.
Were you a better person
for believing what you were told?
No, of course not.
Only happier... maybe.
Are your buildings
crumbling yet?
Would you like me
to say that again?
Falling through the clouds.
You can't outrun
truth's shadow this time.
Check the radiation levels.
Two people could turn
your cities to ash.
Some can't take it.
Screaming, screaming
refusing the fusion
of a new breed of sanity.
Closer now.
Can you smell it?
Not like diesel or industry,
is it?
Pulse quickens.
Hear the new train pull in
with a sick sense of
There it is.
Got it? Good.
Track Name: Motto of Today
The 60's had Woodstock
The 70's had disco
And they can keep it!
What do we have? Nothing.
Strip-malls and drive-thrus
Weaker alcohol and stronger drugs
And what do they call it? Progress.

Progress my ass! How 'bout regress
Redress for our parent's sins
What they did we paid for with our sanity
But we have one thing they did not...

Hope. What an empty word for empty lives.
A lost society searching for a saviour.
Should we look to ourselves?
Should we look to future generations?

The catch-phrase of a generation...
Where were you when Kennedy was shot?
I was in Limbo waiting to exist.
The catch-phrase of my generation...
Where were you when the Challenger exploded?
I was in math class learning
2 + 2 never equals 4 in real life.

One man who changed a nation
Against seven people doing their jobs
Who is better? Neither. Nada. Zero.

The Christians have the only god who cries
Does this raise his worth?
Maybe. Maybe not. Who knows?
I certainly don't.

If the son of god was on Earth today
And knew the hearts of mankind
His only response would be
The motto of present society.
Jesus wept.
Track Name: Shall I Go On?
I'm getting restless in this town
And I refuse to stay groun-ded any longer.
People walking around in a daze
a foggy haze over their eyes
getting sidetracked by a dime sack
trying to cut some slack on their crime track
24-7 9 to 5 today all day every day
of their miserable stinking lives...
as they pack their wives in the same suitcase
with their lies not being able to realize
that there's more to this
then what meets the eye.
Should this come as a surprise?
Shall I go on?
Shall I go on?
Shall I go on?

What went wrong with the ages of long
when the pages are missing
what will not be found?
The blueprint of my generation was created
by our elder's vision of free sex
free drugs and free rock n roll... wait.
I meant the hippie culture
spreading their wings like a vegetarian vulture
under a tie dyed sky.
But I'm not angry... only upset. Maybe.
How much do you wanna bet
that it's we (not them)
who were wrong from the start?
Dragged down by a system
either falling apart or gone.
Shall I go on?
Shall I go on?
Shall I go on?
Track Name: Generation Zero
Do you have a feeling that other countries
Are stalking and talking behind our backs?
That other countries are getting fed up
And dare to compare their strategies
To wipe us into a third world nation?

And this will be after the extermination
Of at least 2/3rds of our population
That this so called land of ours
Wasn't even meant to contrive.
Will we survive? Not quite this time.

Should I dare to mention
That I feel all this tension
Building up slowly but surely
Within the Earth's nervous system?

The Earth has known about the decline
Of mankind for quite some time now
And if asked about how I know this
I will answer: Because - I am - In tune -
With all the surroundings around me.

There's nothing left for us to work out.
There's nothing left for us to do.
It's too late to correct our stupid mistakes
And expect forgiveness from other tribes
Who now want their turn to play the role
As the bomb-happy bullies of the world.

They are closer than you think.

Nothing our parents could have said
Would have prepared us for the world
We are about to inherit.
We will not share it.
Hell - We won't even be a part of it.

Generation Zero.
Resurrection of Nero.
They are closer than you think.
And now they're turning out the lights.