You stopped and locked your doors when the cop car passed
You said you weren't into it
You said there were people who paid good money to see this
It was a stepping stone
It was a teenage horoscope, a hundred for the last month's bills
I snuck out the fire escape
And now your mother's crushing out another bottle of her pills
You say you can't handle it, incessantly

On again off again
Too simple

Start the car to park the car to start the car to park the car
Stop showing me your scar
Cram the internet into the back of your car
Drive it to the laundromat
And set it on fire
Pretty soon there won't be anyone visible
You're cutting out your eyes
Is it any wonder people like the medicine when the medicine's a knife
I started running away as soon as you looked at me like a conspirator

Severed
Of course
You said things had been bad for a while
So stop shitting on me
I've got 5 minutes to change your mind

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments | voice

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording

notes:

Written and recorded January 13-14, 2019.

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

michael ambro: guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

paul ambro: acoustic guitar | voice

jason harvey: bowls | voice

michael ambro: darbuka | voice

dennis harvey: keyboards | voice

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

michael ambro: guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

And so Bilbo Baggins found himself within the crutches clutches of the One Ring of Power, preparing to leave behind all he ever knew and travel to faraway lands. And there, under the Hill at Bag-End, he prepared to take the One Ring with him on his perilous journey.

But then he didn't.

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

michael ambro: guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards | voice

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition | recording

dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

notes:

Written and recorded January 29, 2019.

performance:

matthew mccrary: guitar | voice

dennis harvey: drums

composition/production:

dennis harvey: mastering | mixing | production | recording

This track is a live performance or was recorded in one take.

tickle lacquer fungus origami
flagellum crank sphincter gypsy
illegible spiral caveman bison
knot sliced flu pop
pork boil igloo multiplier
elephant nut swelling pyramid
juicy hemorrhoid corn market
obfuscate hillary shingle basket
melancholy laplace pavement spittle
hairlip ladle tripod pie
cork cusp dingo flakes
crumple ridge sudsy claw
sebum suction bubbles stilts

performance:

michael ambro: backing voice | guitar | noises

paul ambro: backing voice | guitar | noises | voice

jason harvey: backing voice | bass guitar | noises

dennis harvey: backing voice | keyboards | noises | percussion

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition | lyrics

paul ambro: composition | lyrics

jason harvey: composition | lyrics | mixing | recording

dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

michael ambro: guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards | percussion

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

and when we walk
there's nothing between us and the earth
and when we fly
there's nothing between us and the air
and when we speak
there are moments passing between us
and when we dance
there are stars
and when we dig
there are secrets that we unveil
and when we swim
we wash away the mud
and when we feel
there is nothing else to say
and when we sleep
there are times when i want to walk
and fly and speak and dance
and when we're waiting
at the station
for a train to come and take us away
i look over
at the guards and the dogs
and the guns and the cuffs
and the clubs and the boots
and i turn
to see your face and the tears
and the eyes and synapses
and diodes and wires
and i say
don't worry girl just hold on

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments | voice

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording