Concussive

by 64Squares

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1.
Figures 01:41
Figures on a sheet; it figures we would meet this way. I can hardly sleep; I sure hope that things stay the same, but I blew it when I dumped you like the ass you came to be. I know I deserved it when you did the same to me.
2.
Dumb Son 03:20
I walked a line to get there; she taught me well. I talk through lines and wires; got things to sell. I'm shiny like the sun, and I'm the only one who seems to get the pun. I guess I'm dumb. I made a ship of plastic; it melted down. I shipped a box through traffic; it got around. I'm wasting away just like your sun. I'm wasting my days just like your son. I've got nothing to say just like your son. I'm not going away, unlike your son. I lost my shine to silver, and turned to gold. I got a tiny sliver; it's time to fold.
3.
Hi, my name is Nathan. How you doin'? I got a job at The Goodwill part-time. I put my checks in the bank for the interest. That's good! Do you got a job? (YEAH) Do you got a girlfriend? (NO)
4.
Walk outside, and it's a cold morning, to smoke a cigarette that's still burning up inside this atmosphere of hate. I've built it up, and I can't escape. I know I loved you once, but once it was, it was enough. Layered-up in May like it's December. It hasn't been this cold if I remember. I'll build a rocket-ship, and send myself to outer-space. I'll plant my crops up on the moon, and finally look down on you. From here you look so small. You know those plans we made for later? I'd rather live inside a crater.
5.
Robot Things 04:48
I said, "Don't go." By then you were gone. Hung up on the phone. Asleep alone again. You pumped me full of robot-things so I could see like robots see. Until I was in the dark. Until I could see the dark inside you. Pump me full of robot things so I could sing like robots sing. Until I forget to sleep. Until I can get to sleep inside your mind. I heard it all Plugged into the wall Programmed to feel Your words; they heal again.
6.
Guilty Plea 02:10
I found my face in photographs. It's pressed to yours between the stacks. A cigarette and I relax. Your photograph and I relapse. Guilty plea: it was me watching you behind the tree. Locked to me. Lost the key. I'll wake up it's just a dream. I told the judge I need more time. The jury said they'd made their minds. I'm witness to an ugly crime. The head's a cell and you're in mine. When it's real you leave me.
7.
Deliverator 02:35
My third time around the track, and I haven't even been able to get high. My addiction has never been a problem. I've even been able to block out the sharp pinch every time a sample is taken for the next batch, but this time around the dream just isn't taking. There's a problem. The drug just isn't taking. I'm driving and trying to jam the jack up my arm. I need a longer dosage, a deeper dosage. Will The Deliverator give it to me? Why I should I measure something that's just for me? It never gives me enough. I'm just on the edge, and it lasts for awhile, but the time doesn't matter when you circle yourself over and over. There's a problem. The dream just isn't taking, and it's making me nervous. Enter the void; it's green.
8.
Warn me if I'm close to the edges. Warn me if I'm drifting into shoulders, ditches, or into the headlights of oncoming traffic. Shake me until I say sorry, Slap me 'til I wake up and grip the steering wheel with both hands; white knuckles and all 'cuz I'm driving without rearview mirrors 95 on a four-lane freeway cause I wanna make it home before I close my eyes and go to sleep. Warn me when I've gotten off course, prove it with the map I bought a while back when I was young and restless. Put me back on track. 'Til I recognize where I'm headed, directions in my GPS let's skip the roadside attractions cause I wanna make it home.
9.
Seat 26K 03:51
Dreams and goals: are they worth it anymore? My jaw is cracked and soar. I talked too much. In a rush again. She said, "Hey, you used to laugh, and push the pain away, but now it's me you push out of the way with every angry word." You said, "I know, we used to be close but now I'm so far away." You had gone, and I'd forgotten the way your eyes used to say, "You'll be alright, just stay with me tonight. I might have to leave, but come the day that I'm so very far away just know I found a piece of me in you, but life gave me so little time to do the things that make me feel this way. So now I'm so far away."
10.
Lapse 04:58
The world will find its way back to you whether or not you want it to. It'll lay you down on the frozen, plastic bed. It'll make small talk while it scans your head whether or not you want it to. Your socket's caving in, what a bloody mess. We're waiting for your insurance to process. Do you remember what we're looking for? Has your head remembered things before, whether or not you want it to? Well I can't find these things for you, they're far away, and I can't reach out there. I called for you, and here's the number scribbled down on construction paper tears. When you look away they'll send the bill. One-thousand bones to make you well, whether or not you want them to.

about

A modest effort from our band to you, this album represents 3-ish years of writing, rehearsing, gigging, and trying to figure out how to record music. Friends were consumed, art was made, papers were written... it's been a weird time. Hope you had as much fun as we did!

credits

released August 7, 2013

Bob - guitar / vox
Zak - guitar / synth / vox
Nomas - bass / art
Lars - drums / vox / art
Casey - old bassist / web design / votes-of-confidence

All songs written by Bob Tolson except "Asleep at the Wheel" by Zak Kaszynski
Lyrics for "Deliverator" by Patrick Carthey
Instruments recorded in November '12 by Alex Spiegel <3
Vox and instrument FX recorded by Zak from December '12 - April '13 in Freedom (RIP)
Mixed by Zak w/ help from Bob/Lars/Nomas
Mastered by Zak w/ help from Justin Urness (got dat ACID, bro)

EXTRA-SPECIAL-THANKS TO:
Alex Spiegel (The Disabled), Justin Urness (Urine), Patrick Carthey (123 Walrus! (RIP)), The Root Note, Ben Kremer, Steve Hamiester.

AND THESE PEOPLE TOO!
Bomb the Music Industry!, Hyphon, Kayla Reilly (formerly of Harmless Habit Flasks), Laura Stevenson and the Cans, Lustrous Mud, Roommates, The Sidekicks, Signals Midwest, The Skat'tsmen, Two Hand Fools.

NO THANKS / YOU REALLY SUCK TO:
Direct Hit!, The Cavalier Lounge.

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