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* Twilight of the Empire * Rise Up! * Axis '67 (pt.2) * United Nations *
* California * Passover * A Conversation *
Baby Man (refrain) *
* White Bread * Lullaby * Ominous Drone * Rise Up, Now! *
In RISE UP!, Bobby Conn has somehow courageously trumped the
utter brilliance of his self-titled
debut,
masterfully upping the stakes for all: so bear witness, follow,
challenge... or get the hell out of the game.
Assisted by sonic wizard Jim O'Rourke in bringing his vision to the
masses, Bobby has returned once more to share his musical message
of positivity, change and self-esteem, as can only be
achieved through adherence to the simultaenous prescription of his Continuous Cashflow System and full-on embrace
of his
disparate non-secular wisdom. Best of all, he's done it in a last ditch
effort to save the disenchanted youth of today.
Like Bobby's debut album, we've
been
graced again with guest performers pas excellence, each deplaying their
musical genius on RISE UP! - including Mr. O'Rourke
(Gastr del Sol, REd Crayola, Wire Cover boy and auteur / producer
at large), Weasel Walter (Flying Luttenbachers, Lake of Dracula),DJ Le Deuce (Rome,
16-Style), Monica BouBou (akaJulie Pomerleau), Fred
Lonberg-HOlm (In Zenith), Dylan Posa and Thymme
JOnes (Brise Glace,
You Fantastic, Yona-Kit, SKiN GRAFT alums
extraordinaire).
Effortlessly bridging the vast and heretofore-unexplored vistas between
glam, deathfolk, pop and vintage soul, Chicago's bravest little man is wearing his heart on his
sleeve... There's no plastic veneer left, not a note wasted here... just
the unadulterated passion and purity of our five-foot-one prophet of the
armaggedon, Bobby Conn.
