We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Government Buildings

by a world wondered full

supported by
/
1.
2.

about

GOVERNMENT BUILDINGS:

"This project is inspired by a poem written on dirty scrap paper around 2015, one year after the military takeover of Thailand, later rediscovered in 2021.

As we struggled to make ends meet, on 17 August 2015, there was a bombing in Bangkok around the same time that the Thai government was pushing martial law to its limits. The military blamed immigrants for the bombing after a series of false arrests, but the accused said that they were tortured to commit fake confessions by Thai police (which is common practice in Thailand). It was discovered that many camera videos from CCTV street footage and other key government owned security video were erased of the event. Many things the police said when questioned about the event were questionable or were objectively false due to already collected evidence by the public. A proper investigation and trial was never conducted, and the verdict could not be challenged due to backing from the military at the time.

The event was used almost immediately to justify a wave of violence against peaceful democracy protestors and to enact laws that eroded the already weak constitution towards the military’s favor and protection. The truth will likely never be fully known, as so much effort was put into discarding, censoring, and destroying evidence relating to the event. One large aspect that didn’t make sense to most skeptics was the simple fact that no government buildings had been directly targeted, as if intentionally wanting instead to keep any possible officer casualties to a relative minimum.

Below is the poem written from that period from a cracked concrete walled room and body wanting to collapse under the weight of everything all the same:

“Beyond the reach of the eye
A valley is there
I cried
The small tear in the chain link
This country long leaking
Metal draped over, wiping away memory in concrete

I remember though
But the edges are moving
Away they row
I told her I wonder if packages sent to each government building
Would be all that is left before it’s all swallowed
Or would it just be repeating history? No better than thee…

Or is that just what they wanted us to think?

But even with no home,
No country, no sleep; these hands concaving and weak
I still hold love
That memory sliding across my cracked lids with ease
Even if this body goes
They can’t take what wasn’t theirs from me”

Life hasn’t gotten any easier for any of us. Across the globe in each of our locations similar things have happened reflective of similar sentiment and question. But for those of us that didn’t die, drown, or lose our tether to the ground, we are trying our best to figure out how to make sense of it all, under the shadow of such large government buildings always growing around us… "

credits

released September 16, 2022

credits:

recorded through various exchanges of material in 2021, finally compiled in 2022 in a small concrete room in Thailand across late nights just trying to make it through it all in one piece under the present military occupation, as well as small rooms in Mexico and Berlin.

by members of a world wondered full.

instrument credits:

corey best :
saw u, piano, field recordings, low end, etc.

akitsu yoshinaka :
voice, vocal manipulations, etc.

camila nebbia:
saxophone, voice, etc.

violeta garcia :
cello recording samples, loops, etc.

album artwork : corey best
mixing : corey best
mastering: james plotkin ( www.plotkinworks.com )

moral support and kindness: olin janusz




and finally thanks to:

our families, friends, our lovers.

And to the people that are either in prison under lese majeste law, have disappeared through the incessant swell and waves, become past-people, or are still fighting to simply breathe through the static and ash...

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

a world wondered full Thailand

"All I have is a voice
To undo the folded lie,
The romantic lie in the brain
Of the sensual man-in-the-street
And the lie of Authority
Whose buildings grope the sky:
There is no such thing as the State
And no one exists alone;
Hunger allows no choice
To the citizen or the police;
We must love one another or die."

W.H. Auden
... more

contact / help

Contact a world wondered full

Streaming and
Download help

Report this album or account

a world wondered full recommends:

If you like a world wondered full, you may also like: