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I Walked Away from a Glittering Career

from Dead Capital by Louis Brennan

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    Airport Hotel
    Bit Part Actor
    The Culture of Resistance
    London
    Get on Top
    Silence
    Selfish Lover
    The Narrative of Self Defeat
    I walked Away from a Glittering Career
    Home Sweet Home

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    Bit Part Actor
    The Culture of Resistance
    London
    Get on Top
    Silence
    Selfish Lover
    I Walked Away from a Glittering Career
    Home Sweet Home

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I walked away from a glittering career
Left my bourgeois affectations
On the baggage carousel
Of an Airport
In a distant destination
I wanted very badly to be free
Of the western existential malady

I threw away my razor and my comb
‘til I looked just like a native
A secular Loyola
In a four by four Toyota
I’ve come to tell the truth
Even white men get the blues you see
It’s very windy at the top of that tree

The yellowing whites of her eyes
Trynna find a buyer
For a temporary child bride
But all I see
Is a picture perfect for a magazine

But there’s no absolution
For this sin
I will only ever be
On the outside looking in
It’s an accident of birth
I shouldn’t let it damage my self worth

I walked away from a glittering career
‘Cause I was born to be creative!!
Oh all my teachers said
A great future lay ahead
And though I wasted
Every opportunity
There would never be a door that closed on me

I traded middle management for Marx
A suburban Victor Laszlo
There was romance to be had
Amongst the great white proletariat
The calloused hands
And pornographic jokes
I was a tourist in a land devoid of hope

The ritual persists
So the culture is maintained
With a homemade Bunsen burner
Trynna sterilise a razorblade
This cannot be real
It’s not a pain that ‘m supposed to feel

But there’s no absolution
For this sin
Of cultural inheritance
Of where do I begin
It’s just an accident of birth
Doesn’t mean sometimes it doesn’t hurt

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from Dead Capital, released February 23, 2018

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Louis Brennan London, UK

London-based Dubliner Louis Brennan is a singer-songwriter in the folk tradition. His folk however aren’t the field hands and travelling minstrels of yore but the repressed middle managers and ennui-ridden urbanites of late-stage capitalism. They populate tales of bad sex, drunk commutes and interpersonal claustrophobia delivered in Brennan’s cracked baritone, at times embarrassingly intimate ... more

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