1. |
Namesake
03:07
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I’m misaligned
misanthropy to pass the time
this crooked jaw
I’m always feeling awful
I’m so ashamed
yes that’s it I’m so ashamed
& so is she
I’m so awake
the reverberating seam of daybreak
the hem where night falls again
is splitting into livid mistakes
I’ve been tryin to say
but these awful letters rearrange
my name: my namesake
look around
these redundancies resound
take this sound:
how the architecture
meanders
oh my my
I can’t get it off my mind
your fingers curled:
a contorted row of antlers
are you reaching out to me oh god
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2. |
V
02:40
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I’ve been avoiding the void
but I can’t see the point
were you talkin to me
o, my eyes were closed I’m sorry
When you talk in your sleep
you draw me out from underneath
take your hand in my hand
bloodbrother ampersand
& the blood will flow
in the morning when my thoughts are flowing also
you only know what you notice
& no, you don’t know me.
If you’re askin ‘how could I know’
then you don’t know me
or if I want it bad enough
broken
branches in your eyelids
& your iris:
a violent violet
If you could see me now!
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&
04:03
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Hand over hand
I’m pulling myself together
on this itchy couch again
I’d pull you in
but
I couldn’t help thinking
or
my mouth was tarpaulin
let me start again:
I didn’t mean to say so
much about my plans
so you see my hand
(see?) it’s never either/or now
stigmata ampersand
The morning is the self it’s self evident:
a clattering of blinds:
a mimetic wind:
a sympathetic tremor I’m
a tessela of signs.
o I close my eyes &:
fractal inner rings of varicose resign!
coiled dark inside
I’ll open my eyes and clear my
throat when I know it’s time:
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4. |
Unison
04:14
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I was warned about you
but then, I was worn
through
then
but then I let the sound in
of torches along the path’s edge
rustling in my eyes & ears
our eyes & ears
hours would pass & nothing…
All contorted in row
these antlers don’t
cut
through
nor do they tessellate with
anything along where we’re walking
cutting out
& in
& out & out & in
again
hours would pass & nothing…
I know you
you know our bodies move in unison
the answer’s within that
I could be burning houses but i’m not.
I knew you
I thought our bodies moved in unison
Lucile, I rescind that
I could be burning houses but I’m not
I’m not
I’m not
I’m not
I’m not.
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Pinegrove Montclair, New Jersey
Management:
Tom - tom@castiron-mgmt.com
PR:
US: Michael
Krumper <michael@missingpiecegroup.com>
UK:
Jamie Woolgar- jamiewoolgar@roughtraderecords.com, Ben Ayres -benayres@roughtraderecords.com
US booking:
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International booking (except North & South America): jamesa@freetradeagency.co.uk & ed@freetradeagency.co.uk
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