We are proud to announce that the cassette version of "Raptor Red" is now available for purchase on ONLYFORTHEOPENMINDED.com.
It also happens to be a double feature!
Side B contains a 16-track compilation of outtakes, demos, covers, b-sides, and gems called "Mesozoic Erotica".
The cover is a split picture of the now infamous raptor claw and the lovely Nozomi Sasaki dressed as a somewhat provocative witch.
26 trax for $5 bux!
We also have new 1 inch Luna buttons featuring the "Well Fed On Chaos" ghost and the "Smoking Dino"!

Info:

SIDE A- Raptor Red
Tracks 1-10(you already know what they are).

11. Petty Ca$h Tidbits 1 & 2(Hidden Track)
12-15. Sheets Outros(Hidden Tracks)
16.Beyond Belief(Elvis Costello)(Hidden Track)

SIDE B- Mesozoic Erotica

1. Rubies
2. Claws In The Carpet
3. Heartless(Original mix that was going to appear on the Heartless Artless EP)
4. Nike Taco Blues(Raptor Red Outtake)
5. Killing Creeps On Your Street(Raptor Red Outtake)
6. I Can't Tell
7. Knife
8. By This River(Brian Eno)
9. Blue Bat On My Door(Demo for a Raptor Red Outtake)
10. Fruit Bat Hell(Raptor Red Outtake)
11. Pennies(SP)
12. Make Some Sparks In Your Honor(Original Version. Later version appears on "Rhino Sinners" LP)
13. WLT(Demo)
14. Chest(Raptor Red Outtake)
15. No Smoking In Hell
16. Lips/Dead Bees For Sale(Demos originally written for Zombelle)


Oh, and here are the words to the songs you don't know:

RUBIES
If you're still wet, this should be a movie.
Our lives are debts we carve into rubies.
All that means is all touch ya smoothly.
ohh
ohh
ohh
oooooooo
Shut your mouth, it's easy to do it!
If you hold your breath, you'll never come to it.
Don't ya think it's time we improved it?
ohh
ohh
ohh
ooooooo


CLAWS IN THE CARPET
I'm just used to time always raping rotten fruit.
She had her claws in the carpet, but she was no match for you.
No matter how you cook it, she'll always take it.
If it's that good there's no need to fake it.
She's out front kissing someone new.
Ha haha ha hahaha
You're the best flavor I've ever tasted.
Creep into my thoughts and make me impatient.
Avoid that fuckin traffic. Forget that shower.
I'm gonna need you another hour.
Ooooooooh
We got time. We got time. All we need is a little time.




NIKE TACO BLUES
If I go and trade this handful of crack rocks, would you be mine?

Would you be mine?

If I'm out of gas and spill it on the world, would you still "sigh"?

Would you still "sigh"?

But if I wait 'til I've had three or four more.

Then...

If I busted into my old apartment...I hope no one's sleeping.

I hope no one's sleeping.

If I were to drown in Los Angeles river, would you know why?
Would you know why?
But if i wait 'til my head feels better.
And if I wait 'til someone gets back from the store.
And if I wait 'til someone gets back from the store!
Then...

Dead vultures. Dead vultures. Dead vultures on the side of the road...


I CAN'T TELL
I can't tell, there's nothing here but love.


KNIFE
I have a knife.


BLUE BAT ON MY DOOR
My record melted with your name.
If my nerves weren't shot, they'd do the same.
A penny, plot, and drugs no shame.
No one remembers that angels name. Those shattered ankles and...

Some children beat me 'til I was new.
Their lyrics are etched into record grooves.
My heartbeat is off, now I look like you:
no pennies, no voice, and no records too.
I wish I could say that same old name.
I wish I could say that same old name!


FRUIT BAT HELL
They call her nails because the razor's all worn down.


CHEST
You never say.
You never stay.
You never say.
You never stay.
But that's ok because I'm far away.
Here to stay.
Here to say
"You never say. You never stay."


LIPS/DEAD BEES FOR SALE
I'm just a curse on the beak of that bird.
Cut soft in wax. Cut soft in black.
For you.

You came in and I never noticed. You came in like you had just purchased...
You had just purchased some strange person and their soul.
Their teeth were still grinding.
Their eyes could not focus.
Their eyes would not focus.
I always was on your side.
I always was on your side.

Just a trip down memory lane to our teenage years getting swindled by the fat cats running the Sunset Strip:

"A Thursday night is a good time to make the trip down to the Sunset Strip, and at least it isn't the weekend, right? The Strip is usually laden with all types, including pseudo-hookers, hipsters, old rock-gods has-beens and never-weres, and the typical L.A. scene. Tonight, however, would be a completely different story as far as the entertainment went. The Roxy is obviously one of the most famous spots in L.A. and usually holds large crowds of testosterone filled shirtless and sweat-covered men. But not tonight. Not for the industrial show.

The Roxy is a nice sized club now that the seating has been removed from the back of the space. It fits a good-sized crowd easily. The opening band, Lunachild, was already performing to the fifty or so people that were there when i got in. The sparseness of the crowd was a welcome change on The Strip. Most of the people in attendance at this point did not seem pleased with their music, however. I, on the other hand, thought there was something really exciting about the band. They rock out for one, and they used a lot of different techniques to attain their style. The only reference point that I came to while watching the band was early Sonic Youth with some turntablism ala Fog to balance out the intensity. Their songs were well-crafted, each featuring long sonic outbursts gradually declining to tasteful down-tempo beats, and then rising again to a climax. The sound at the Roxy was borderline during this band's set due to the sonic volume and texture they presented. Unfortunately, I only caught a couple songs; but I did pick up their free CD and hope to see them again soon in town."

- Mike Mess, EvilSponge 02/20/03

Hello everyone. We are proud to announce that our second full-length entitled "RAPTOR RED" has now been officially let loose into the world.
Ten tracks of relentless beauty that goes perfect with a drive to the death around Los Angeles or a euphoric night in.
Enjoy!


RAPTOR RED-
1.7th & Witmer Blues
2.WLT(Wicked Little Thing)
3.Artless Zodiac
4.Heartless
5.Harry Ray
6.Raptor Red
7.Still Killing Kreeps
8.Cryin' In The Club
9.Rhino Sinners
10.Tail End


Performed, arranged, and produced by Luna Is Honey.
Engineered and mixed by Amorn Bholsangngam.
Mastered by Brent Brandmeyer at Real Time Copies Culver City, CA.
Recorded at "That Black Place" in Atwater Village Los Angeles.
Except tracks 3 and 9 recorded at "La Forest" in La Canada, CA.
All songs written and artwork drawn by Josh Crampton.
LUNA IS HONEY is:
Josh Crampton-Voice/Guitar/Bass on track 6.
Jay Francisco-MPC/Dr. Sample/Records
Elijah Crampton-Keyboards/Drum machine programming and sequencing
on tracks 7 and 8.
Amorn Bholsangngam-Drums/Percussion

In case you were wondering what the fuck Josh is singing about...
 
7th and Witmer Blues
Go spit the skyline, girl.
Stomp your feet. Clap your hands for lights (in other cities too).
You're ugliest inside.
That's what they tend to say (in other cities too).
And that's why every singe person in the whole wide world
always lets you down.
That's why every single person in the whole wide world
always lets ya down.

WLT (Wicked Little Thing)
Do
Crush every soft light.
Like it was my palm.
Look what the street did to your feet.
It's made a mess of three (no, maybe four) of my enemies.
No, wait, I don't have enemies.
I've just mistaken them for trees.
Trees that've got no use for leaves.
This parking lot is dumb,
but I made a promise in that alleyway.
Lost my patience in that alleyway.
Killed creep or two in that...
You're a wicked little thing
so...
Be
the most patient of the three. Leave your heart and mind to me.
You're still not on your knees.
If this were all just fun and games, I'd keep that smile on your face
and hope it sounded good on tape.
But that's not the point of this and that's not my problem.
(then what is?)
To fuck you.

Artless Zodiac
I don't need any shoes when I get inside your head.
The ground in there's as soft as snow. The ground in there's as soft as snow.
I don't need to hear a voice when I make a tunnel out.

You don't need any blues when you're getting into bed.
The lights in there are as loud as gawd. The lights in there are as loud as gawd.
!!! !!!! ! ! !

I'm gonna fake a big drag straight to the head and I hope I find your underwear
somewhere near my bed.

Heartless
Demon came in through the window, stole your favorite sneakers,
took all of your money, and left you in that house
all tired and hungry soaking in the street light and wishing that creator
could spare a little puff.

Love is great, but love's one thing.  Like a backwards bookshelf bird,
it'd be great if love could sing. I'd put my fingers right in the damn thing.

I aint got no present. Got no time for future.
It's all an endless tunnel of pointless sciences.
Just ask little Mrs., she don't have a problem with avoiding the tunnel and
soft appliances.

Love is great, but love's one thing.  Like a backwards bookshelf bird,
it'd be great if love could sing. I'd put my fingers right in the damn thing.

oo oo oo oo do do doo.
Please help me so I can get some sleep!

Harry Ray
Me, I'll keep it in my mind.
You see, Five buck$ is all I could find.
The nerve of some of these back doors.
Let's make this shit count so much more.

My fingers dirty. My shoes are new. Your face is ugly.
There's nothing I can do.

So, you say I'm on your mind.
In your words, "is that all you could find?"
The curb is calling out my name.
This food makes my stomach hurt.
So much. So much. So much more.

Raptor Red
If you have to wipe your mouth again,
then why does this shit have to end?
I can't tell if we're the same. Just call me up and say my name.
'Cos it's a pity that we just can't spend
the whole time screamin' in the dark again.
Wipe your nose, you don't need no clothes.
Just make sure the door's not closed.

You could be the rain again.
And wash away the time I spend
just trying to wake up and end this bus ride I can't comprehend.
'Cos it's a pity that we just can't spend
the whole time screamin' in the dark again.
Wipe your nose, you don't need no clothes.
Just make sure the door's not closed.

Still Killing Creeps
Could you please give me a ride today?
I've been killing creeps down on my street, but they all just keep coming back.
Your car it smells so good 'cos you probably don't smoke
(and I'm over here spitting and coughing up a lung).
And it's not what you were asking for, but then again,  I don't really give a shit.
(Give a shit).
And it's not that you're the last resort, in fact, you're the only one.
(Only one).
Drive fast, make a right here 'til our hearts stop in unison.
Drive fast, make a right here 'til our hearts stop in unison.

It would be romantic if I wasn't so full of shit.
(So full of shit).
Forced to keep reminding myself of those petty ca$h tidbits.
(Ca$h tidbits).
Those creeps are overwhelming and who knew your life could be this good.
Those creeps are overwhelming and who knew your life could be this good.

Lunch at cemetaries and a dead man on the sidewalk, wait a second, you just
hit three parked cars!
Those demons they sit on my lap and give a smile to dead gods, but they sure
don't know what the fuck is going on.
This would be the last place you'd be, but then again, it's just me who's
(just me who's)on my knees.
And I don't know what I'm looking for, but I keep hitting the same old chords and
you just keep coming back.
You lost cat.

Crying In The Club
I'm in the back.
I'm in the back.
I'm in the back.
I'm in the back.
Your face is wearing...
Your face is wearing on me.

My heart just won't stop, you see.
It's a threat that's got me on my knees.
My phone makes me fall asleep.
And now your face does nothing for me.

'Cos I'm crying in the club 'cos I'm always that messed up.
I'm crying in the club 'cos I'm always that messed up.

I'll take three or more to go so existence won't find work.
I'll take three or more to go so existence won't find work.
You're all still stuck in church.
You're all still stuck in church.

I'll try to leave, but that won't work.
After all, I've been here since my birth.
And maybe I'll just die of thirst.
No, fuck that, you're gonna have to kill me first!

'Cos I'm crying in the club 'cos I'm always that messed up.
I'm crying in the club 'cos I'm always that messed up.
'Cos i'm always that messed up.

Rhino Sinners
I never called you razors 'cos I had 'em behind my back.
Made a dive for your pupils the deepest darkest black,
became the lump in your throat and blessed every drop of spit,
then aged it in your stomach full of petty ca$h tidbits.
Is that why I walked so?...
Is that why I walked so?!
Is that why I walked so far?
Put my faith in rabbit ears and found my soul was lizards' tears.
I never called you razors 'cos I only had ca$h.
I never called ya razors 'cos I had 'em behind my back.

Tail End
Baby, why'd you get so happy?
My shoes wore out a long time ago.
That dog, he's dead and the birds are happy
that's why they're all just skeletons.
And if you can't count the bones, it's alright.
And if he steals your eggs, it's alright.
And if you hate this place, it's alright.
'Cos we aint gonna die today, it's alright!