Look ma - no hands! I knew all those piano lessons would pay off.
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Brett Gleason
I'll break your heart so I can put it back together, stronger than ever.
Look ma - no hands! I knew all those piano lessons would pay off.
Won’t you join me in bed? And then the shower?
I’ll drag you to the office before gleefully gliding down main street, sing on water and spin in a centrifuge of joy.
INTRODUCING: ‘Calculated‘
Available with two exclusive remixes via the maxi-single on BandCamp
Or as part of ‘The Thawing‘ iTunes
Honestly? I hate Halloween. But this is a pretty good anthem for the day, sigh.
‘The Escape’
He’ll come back
He’ll find you
He’ll rescue all the others
So they won’t rescue you
He’ll destruct, your makeup
He’ll break his own rules
but he won’t let you go
Hell awaits
With a smile on his face
You couldn’t ESCAPE
this barren landscape
He’ll chase you in
circles, till he’s dug a hole
He told you through flaming lips,
this is all you’re good for
You can’t escape
He’ll find you
You can’t escape
He’ll chase you out
Saturday Night! Brooklyn! Time to ROCK OUT at The Trash Bar -
You’re gonna fuckin LOVE it.
Upside to being trapped at home all week, marooned by Sandy? I managed to record a full band accompaniment for, ‘Humane’ - in my apartment, all alone.
Perhaps the opening shot to the upcoming ‘Calculated’ video?
‘Calculated’ is part ‘The Thawing’ EP.
I really did look ridiculous Friday night - an exercise in duality.
‘Unruddered’ is from ‘The Thawing’: http://bit.ly/A86I6A
Featuring Elliot Kavee on drums / Jana Fisher on vocals.
LYRICS: Now breaking down enzymes,
de-constructing codes.
Forget about past times,
prepare to dispose.
Disintegrate patterns,
abscond their growth.
Inhibit reactors,
divert and reload.
Compose your responses,
resume natural flow.
Synapses are lapses,
perceptive muscles.
I’ve tried to toe the line,
obeyed all the road signs,
and now that I’ve arrived I find:
That is wasn’t worth it.
I’ve carefully picked my fights,
tied tongues and muffled sighs.
And now that I’ve denied I’m found:
Unruddered and Reckless.
Not saying it this time,
decided to go.
All efforts were useless,
acknowledge it so.
Forget your devotions,
survivals no joke.
Undermine detractors,
diminish their gloat.
Deflect the transmission,
of dueling rivals,
forgive the transgressions,
of human animals.
I’ve carefully chosen sides,
weighed lows against their highs,
closed eyes and tried to resign myself:
To Never Question.
The choices that I’ve made,
practically calculate,
the safe route from A to B has left me:
An Unfettered Recluse,
Who’s seen 10,000 things,
charred fields abandoned dreams,
uprooted themes and half planned schemes
have left me:
Unruddered and Reckless.
Upside to being trapped at home all week, marooned by Sandy? I managed to record a full band accompaniment for, ‘Humane’ - in my apartment, all alone.
Honestly? I hate Halloween. But this is a pretty good anthem for the day, sigh.
‘The Escape’
He’ll come back
He’ll find you
He’ll rescue all the others
So they won’t rescue you
He’ll destruct, your makeup
He’ll break his own rules
but he won’t let you go
Hell awaits
With a smile on his face
You couldn’t ESCAPE
this barren landscape
He’ll chase you in
circles, till he’s dug a hole
He told you through flaming lips,
this is all you’re good for
You can’t escape
He’ll find you
You can’t escape
He’ll chase you out