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Mindfuck (Skit) (feat. Seth Heart)

from Slowburn by Reuben Walton

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An even weirder skit, with the vocal transformer in full swing. The varying degrees of glide lead some of it to sound as though we are using the German Sprechstimme singing technique, famously used in Arnold Schoenberg's piece "Pierrot Lunaire" from 1912. The music in the background is "It's His Game" by Alan Howarth, from the soundtrack to Halloween: The Curse of Michael Myers (1995).

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Seth Heart: Hotochinokochinokodo.
Reuben Walton: Ha Chao Yun Fat, we have to get through the Oxford, or we will die trying.
SH: You talk to my muscle. I ain't talkin' to you, boy. I sure did, Ma. I gave away me muscle. You take your beard, swipe it past your ear, and come into full check round house kick to face and you beat any opponent, I tell you! Now practice now! Dun dun dun.
RW: Leave my court!
SH: How dare you! Cuz you it! Hojino, come with me!
RW: Now, the area of these is moist. Woo! Stepped off their landing pad, and into the brave new world.
SH: (whirring sound)
RW: ...was so sick and gruesome, that only the survivors know what happened!
SH: And they don't even know! That's how sick it was. It was like Hiroshima, with blood! And they had a pray dream. The list stalked of them...(indistinct)
RW: And everyone was so horned up. You should've seen them!
SH: Oh my god...they were just, like, screaming for attention. And then, like, one of us pulled our penises out, and they were like "Wooooo!" Oh, oh.
RW: And then they smoked five bowls.
SH: And then they smoked three more.
RW: And then a couple blunts.
SH: It's like a bullet.
RW: A bullet going straight to your brain.
SH: That's the one that's going to destroy the world! (laughing maniacally)
RW: (laughing maniacally)
SH: (swirling noise) Hits from the bong.
RW: (indistinct) And then, right as a filtering appeared, a young boy came to the realization: he had become a rescuing fish. A final rooting through the finery he sucked dick and harsh language... (indistinct)
SH: Lay in the coffin. They got a coffin.
RW: And they had mad coffins! And ill coffins!
SH: And there was, like, sixteen coffins and he came in each one, and then when they all opened all his body parts stuck together like they were glued, and they had mag--magnetic glue and charger for the rest of their life!
RW: Like they were magnified, straight from the Earth. But they were actually halfway between the Earth and the Moon, so they sucked all the--it was so magnetic that they sucked all the information off of everyone's credit cards in the entire world!
SH: Everyone in the entire world! Nowadays, all we have to do is--ball it up!
RW: Gotta keep that money strictly rolled.
SH: Keepin' it funky, rinky dinky donkey!
RW: Keep it funky, nigga!
SH: Now mush the holy wig that...(indistinct) shut the fuck up nigga! (indistinct)
RW: Ah! No, please, let us go!
SH: Let us live! Let us not die, I don't want to die, I just Chinese man and I deserve a wife and kid, and no no chica...
RW: That's the one he did!
SH: Ay, no, no no chica, you have to send me a tag so I don't heart todo chica!
RW: Ay chica por favor!
SH: Ay la dono chica, no chila miedo de la lalalalalalala!
RW: Tengo mucho muedo!
SH: Ay, why did this happen? Why did this hap--moneda...
RW: Tengo mucho hambre! Y muy frio!
SH: ¡Ay, yo no tengo tiempo para ti, pato sucio!
RW: ¿Pato sucio?
SH: You don't know what a--you don't know what a fuckin' pato sucio is?
RW: Oh god, the killer's coming! Seth, run! Oh my god, Seth! Oh my god! He's gonna kill you! He's got a knife! (indistinct) Oh, someday in between. (heavy breathing)
SH: (grunts)
RW: Oh my god, he's coming back again!
SH: Let's listen to the ACD.
RW: Oh my god, the spirits are manifesting! Ellie. I don't know what we're gonna do. Oh my god, my phone's ringing! Do you wanna die tonight, Sydney? Oh my god!
SH: Alright, stop the tape!
RW: Phone, phone. Seth, can you get me some coke?
SH: Yeah! You want coke?
RW: I meant the soda! I meant the soda!

credits

from Slowburn, released August 21, 2012
Vocals by Reuben Walton, Seth Heart and Amber Scanlan
Lyrics written by Reuben Walton and Seth Heart
Composed by Reuben Walton and Alan Howarth
Produced by Reuben Walton
Recorded by Reuben Walton
Edited by Reuben Walton
Mixed by Reuben Walton

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Reuben Walton Falmouth, Massachusetts

Reuben Walton is a singer/songwriter and music producer based in Falmouth, MA. He is a graduate of Musicians Institute in Hollywood's Independent Artist program and their Electronic Music Production program, as well as UMass Lowell’s Music Business undergraduate program.
In 2019 he put out a self-titled EP working with producer AVLI Music and is now regularly releasing new music.
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