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Fuzz Shadows 03:06
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Quit making eyes at the moon It's like a widow in grief I bet you're thinking that you're gonna get what you want But it's too often and awfully soon Most repeat offenders do well to pretend to remember the way it used to be It's such an easy target cuz most of you refuse to forget the things you choose to see Nobody's home And if they are I leave them alone Always calling you up from my anachronistic telephone To talk to dial tones Hope don't float Wouldn't you suppose that if everyone was happy there'd be nothing really happening at all? A wall of ghosts It was a while ago A wall of ghosts I see the faces in frames Faded numbers and names Take a look behind the picture there's a history that hits you like a sin Inquire within It's a dirty machine Ain't no way of washing me clean But take a look under the hood where we are pure and We are good enough to freak C'est magnifique If I recall correctly You can correct or reject me If I remember anything at all But it's the end of an era The start of a new kind of terror Beware the cracks in the wall Nobody's home And if they are I leave them alone Always calling you up on my anachronistic telephone Speak in secret code Hope don't float Wouldn't you suppose that if everyone was happy There'd be nothing really happening at all? A wall of ghosts It was awhile ago A wall of ghosts
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72 Virgins 04:00
Hemlock grows in my garden fair The master strings his violin with my hair Off in the lights on the horizon Someone cares enough to bring to bear A shadow closet where you keep your dreams and dusty tomes about the kings of kings If I fail it shall be spectacularly I shall make this losing my specialty How on Earth could you have let yourself get tied down? Losing your ant hill for a mole mound Trade in your antlers for a wall mount at a discount We shan't see if you'll be happy in the next life with 72 virgins or just one wife You'll never know how nice the weather can be 'til you take a little step outside You'll never know how nice the weather can be I killed the cat for curiosity I spilled the beans and let the children see How can you find it in yourself to forgive a human being who wants to live? The marginalia of a meta-fiction No it don't mean much, but at least it got your attention Even as you try to make your rent You have become another dishonorable mention How on Earth could you have let yourself get tied down? Losing your ant hill for a mole mound Trade in your antlers for a wall mount at a discount We shan't see if you'll be happy in the next life with 72 virgins or just one wife You'll never know how nice the weather can be 'til you take a little step outside No, you'll never know how nice the weather can be Take a little step outside Outside Take a little step outside
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I'm losing my fire Closer to the sky I used to listen to mother Gaia Now I'm six feet high I don't even know who I am or what it is I'm doing here Can't you hook me up? Can you real me in? Cloud blind and I can almost find my way to where I was before But it's all the same places with a different name I'm losing my fire Losing my buzz I might be preaching to the choir Chasing what never was Is it virtue or is it simply sin to keep my mind so open that my brain would fall right out? It'll make perfect sense when I can get all the pieces fit together again If I still know how, if I still know how
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It's an idiot trick Political poetry Who could've seen it coming? Was it an act of God or just you and me? I absolve myself of sin Just a few more evils to sweeten the pot and it's all that we've got What more could you want? Are the treasures you keep locked up insufficient for your task? And the sacrifices that it calls for far too much to ask? Our mistakes will make great conversation in days of future past Off we run to bathe in blood Bathe in blood When the lights we followed here no longer glimmer in the haze And the needs of cicada sounds should shimmer in their place We shall watch the dying stars above refract in rainbow glades Off we run to bathe in blood Bathe in blood
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We're a scab on the back of a beguiling century We're not sad though we've been had Just happy to be falling asleep And there's 13 signs of the zodiac 13 signs of the zodiac You gotta say so, and it will And that's real I know this much is true You won't know what you don't know until you do And I ain't afraid to go and say so There's 13 signs of the Zodiac I know this much is true 13 signs of the Zodiac We're a scab on the back of a beguiling century We're not sad though we've been had Just happy to be falling asleep And if I don't wake up I'm probably making love with the long hereafter Another beautiful disaster 13
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You want to reclaim your brain, but it is too late You wanted to feel for real, but it is too great Sick with anticipation Awaiting a mind invasion Time to turn on, tune in, and then shut it right off again You turned on the news today, and it was so fake A cat in a tree A man down on his knee You couldn't stay awake I've made a grave decision To live without television I don't wanna stare, but I don't even care enough to look away Enlightenment wouldn't put a dent in your dim perspective And I can't wait to violate your prime directive Change the channel, change your mind, just wasting time Talk is cheap, but you gotta pay to say your peace And those who know the most must pay to say the least The world needs sheep, ditch-diggers, and police if you can not live without your TV Yeah the world needs sheep, ditch-diggers, and police if you can not live without so you can be free I know that it's too late I know that it's too late I've made a grave decision to live without television and I know that it's too late

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released September 11, 2021

Recorded at Flat Black Studios and ORBS
Mixed and mastered at ORBS by Daniel Glascock
All songs by Daniel Glascock

Guitar solos on "Bathe in Blood" and "Fractal Forest Puddle Portal" by Sam Piper

This album almost exclusively utilizes vintage Moog synthesizers including the Prodigy, Rogue, and especially the Opus 3.

Much thanks to Sam Gunnerson for continued used of his Opus 3 - it has been a great fount of inspiration. Thanks to Luke Tweedy of Flat Black Studios for giving me a quiet, beautiful place to get this album in order. And thanks to Sam Piper for the hot licks on the aforementioned tracks. Oh, and thanks to Andrei Tarkovsky (RIP) for the album cover.

RIP Il Maestro

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