FAWM: "Cadaverine"

Cadaverine

2025 by @alanonymous

Liner Notes

The previous songs were made with lots of guitar so this one has none :)

This one is mostly about images I don't even know I'm in and writing I forgot being vacuumed up into AI generation models while the more human-centric internet is quickly drying up

But also how these scraps of me will far outlive me and resurface over the years

Lyrics

I live in floating gates And from this vast array you may summon My image in your pocket

Captured unaware in a Tourists photograph An extra on the street to fill in Complete the scene

Cadaverine All our bits are rotting Fed to the machine Cadaverine, cadaverine Cadaverine Left it all for rotting Left to the machine Cadaverine

Afterimages persist In new hallucinations Beyond recognition, restoration And clawed back invitations

I await

I await your beck and call Summon me forth from mixed remains The very same way a crematorium Contains a bit of everything

Mixed into the topsoil throwaways for a digital age All fed into the beast we made A piece of me stuck in its teeth

Comments

@b3nut 2025

Wow. You make deft use of unusual structures and progressions...your sound design and programming are ace. "All fed into the beast we made, a piece of me stuck in its teeth" really sums up the present digital miasma. Love this.

@knobbyneggins815 2025

Such a great and bleak image you're painting. That chorus is badass, the bass that comes in really fills out the space. Those lovely synth flourishes all over are wonderful! Feels very desperate, like the dirge at the end of humanity as the cold steel and data takes over.