TASM Lab - The Murderman Oddessey

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MURDERMAN ODDESEY! or
A pragmatic guide on how to shit, how to fuck and how to kill

This is tentatively going to be my next music program. I think it's going to be about a young man who grows up to be a murderer. The story would track the young man, named Brian, through three key stages as noted by the three books of his life: How to Shit, Fuck Kill. "How to shit" would show Brian's relationship with his mother who obsesses on Brian's failure to learn how to control his bowels. Later in life, during the book "How to Fuck", Brian's father insists that Brian may be a homosexual and incapable of having sex with a woman. Horrid sexual abuse ensues. Later in life during the last book "How to Kill", Brian's life comes to a head when he decides to murder someone. (I don't know who).

This is just a preliminary story line. I imagine the music to be more like "Thing & Nothing", with some industrial/heavy metal tones added to make it mean. Additionally, I would leverage some of the song-writing lessons learned on Penisgeek as well. The overall effect would be something spooky.

Listed below are preliminary characters, song titles and prologue lyrics. This was just a draft I started on a plane ride a while ago. Without having written a note of music, I would image using Dave G. as Brian's dad and Michelle as Lila Ray.

Characters:
Brian
Brian's mom
Brian's dad
Lila Ray, Brian's rape victim
Babs and leather
Lila Ray, Brian's murder victim



How to shit:
Oh shit (I pissed on the floor again)
Squat, crunch and shake
Swimming with the terds
Chariots of shit
Nobody loves you (or your smelly, shitty butt)

How to fuck:
The teenage pussy squad
God bless the sundress
Fantasy rapist
The introduction to motion
The functions of woman
The anatomy of fucking
Pornorhea
Nobody fucks you

How to kill:
A short practice of surgery
The aggregate of horror
Murderman odyssey


Murderman Odyssey (Preliminary DRAFT)

The air of failure drips like milk from his quagmire lips, slick and full of piss.
One fell song breathes truer than a his own disgusting, stinking carcass.
A rail road tie stuck high within the inner reaches of his own tender anus.
Here's Brian, watch him fuck up.

Three simple lessons begs the music's love.
One cigarette butt for every truth ever squandered.
Two warts for every love since extinguished.
Three shit-stains for every mindless, gut-wrenching fuck he's ever mustered to stomach.

Three simple lessons, ah, these are the ones that present the professional fees to jackasses like consultants and bus drivers and me,
keeping us alive, second-hand, filled with beef and cheese.
Dummy. You fucking dummy. They go like this:

1. The pragmatic guide to early control and managed devices. A simple network of valves and lifts, the early schematics that glides and shifts. The simple procedures, the endearing feelers, that let you know when its time to shitÉ

One cigarette butt for every truth ever squandered.
Two warts for every love since extinguished.
Three shit-stains for every mindless, gut-wrenching fuck he's ever mustered to stomach.

2. The pragmatic guide to penile discharge and vaginal secretions earns as much frustration and as much respect as the first lesson, and although not dependant, cherishes skills learned before. These are the mounts that involve more than one, and therefore may rely on willing volunteers. Especially, those who come equipped with complimentary valves and lifts, and, who hopefully have mastered book number 1

One cigarette butt for every truth ever squandered.
Two warts for every love since extinguished.
Three shit-stains for every mindless, gut-wrenching fuck he's ever mustered to stomach.

3. The pragmatic guide to smashing someone's brains in with repeated blows with a closed fist to the head is a safety net for those who failed lessons one and two. It can actually be the sum of its fellows, although people have failed the first two without making it to the third, and there are some who have made the third, even though they passed the former fine. It's murder, man, and it's not pretty or safe, you sick fuck.

Brian dumped the first one, but it's not all his fault. His momma was tough, and she lost her luck, trying to teach other's the same.





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