1. |
Reflection Nos. 3 & 4
02:21
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When it's too late
For us too not pretend
And for awhile
We could just be friends
When it's too late
For us to not pretend
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2. |
Synth Man
02:43
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Oh synth man
They’re asking again
What’s the mindstate
Who is the friend
While the months pass
Ambitions are grand
From the inside
Think about sand
That you don’t see
In your bedroom
What of the hard times
You never exhume
Look to the highways
Stare at the dry fields
Maybe the sun’s out
Maybe your mind’s real
Have you been dreaming
Or eyeing car wheels
A cryptic message
On how your heart feels
Cause sometimes the art heals
Oh synth man
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3. |
Halcyon Age
03:13
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It's one hazy panoply
Recount this halcyon age
I turn to Anthony
When he turned to Karleinz and Cage
But no one's really there
Does that mean it's done in vain
If no one really cares
I'm back to acting strange
Like Daniel Johnston in Texas
At some point in the eighties
Passing out his cassettes with
The j-card that he drew oh did he ever expect it
I guess it's just what happens when the music's a respite
The world is so appalling and you come to detest it
And you could say that I was nervous then
Fairly awkward now
Leave the speakers loud
When you feel self doubt
If there's any chance
That we'd still hang out
We could detail dreams
While we stare at passing clouds
Those modal masterworks
Atonal oeuvres it seems
When I ask afterwards
All message lost inbetween
The shifting aperture
Depicting sun-soaked scenes
I guess they resonate
That's Universal Consciousness
Take two of Ascension
The Shape of Jazz to Come and
Laurie Spiegel's inventions
O'Rourke or Zorn and Oliveros all deserve mention
You're dancing in a room and no one's paying attention
Addressing my reception with a focused eye
To the passing clouds
I'll be there for you
When you're feeling down
Any given day
You can find me 'round
In a despondent way
In a study best called brown
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4. |
Brown Study
03:13
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I was half awake
Flying down the interstate
Mesmerized by power lines and blighted dour estates
And all the things I just felt
Somewhere in the rust belt
Wondering how many times can a heart melt
Still hoping your season will start well
Pardon my semantics
It's somewhat pedantic
But your outline against the Atlantic
Well it's idyllic and highly romantic
In a dream
Oh I took several transfers to the G Line
Now Bushwick Inlet's just to our right
I'd never seen Manhattan at night
I said it's lovely, you said that's right
Sidewalks, brownstones, and street posts
They line my dreams in complete rows
On cold days she wears a pea coat
While staring out from the east coast
A furtive glance as the fields roll
A stray outsider that she knows
Could I be someone you need most
When I'm so far from the east coast
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[Mellow Fellow]
I never wanna be alone
But now that you're gone
I'm thinking that this love is all but done
[Ruru]
Nothing's ever been so clear
But when you're near
I'm feeling like anytime I change my mind here
[Josh]
And I should say I'm fine here
Just to leave your mind at ease
And I mostly stay inside here
And then I watch as all these
Dreams fall far from the ocean floor
While years roll by in the driftless north
How inexorably all things fade
And still half hoping that somehow
Everything can turn out ok
[Mellow Fellow]
I never wanna be alone
But now that you're gone
I'm thinking that this love is all but done
[Ruru]
Nothing's ever been so clear
But when you're near
I'm feeling like anytime I change my mind here
[Paul Cherry]
I see you online
Now this is real life
Images of when (when) you (you) were (were) mine (mine)
Now you're looking me up
You're looking me down
I'm just a clown
And you know my
Heart is a ghost town (woo!)
I fall into myself and drown
Never wanna be here
Never wanna be there
Welcome to my lonely zone
Guess I'll see you on my phone
[Mellow Fellow]
I never wanna be alone
But now that you're gone
I'm thinking that this love is all but done
[Ruru]
Nothing's ever been so clear
But when you're near
I'm feeling like anytime I change my mind here
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[Deem]
Above the highway
Cotton clouds
I'm beginning to feel I'm on my way to god
Rainy sky prettier than I thought
Rain inside
Skidded into my yard
Ran inside pity I wasn't far
And nobody was harmed
I wish I were
Above the sky I think
There's a spot for goods
A [?] boy who do good thing for bad call
I'm on my way to next time
Above the sky I think
There's a spot for goods
A [?] boy who do good thing for bad call
I'm on my way to next time
Come through
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7. |
About the World
02:33
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I'm hoping that you ask
Does it have to end
I'll gladly acquiese and do it again
You're staring into space
There's something to see
But all I see is space and it's staring at me
To cry on return from sleep
And in the daytime
Assured it's a different thing
So when it snows
And you're inside
A week's gone by
With different skies
In transit I pretend
It's a lucid dream
Gennadius at night
It's no difference to me
Content about the world
When I'm half-asleep
And listening to the sounds of the BQE
I'm hoping that you ask
Does it have to end
I'll gladly acquiese and do it again
You're staring into space
There's something to see
A different time and place
Where the world's at ease
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8. |
Moon Hits
02:47
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Oh we were standing there
When the moon broke through
And I wonder still
What it meant to you
Do the months roll by
When you're far from home
Are you doing fine
Have you grown wistful on your
By now, all the crowd's inside
Through the glass door, pairs of shifting lights
I can understand
Why you'd live this life
Content to wait awhile
This view is rather nice
Oh we were standing there
When the moon broke through
And I wonder still
What it meant to you
Do the months roll by
When you're far from home
Are you doing fine
Have you grown wistful on your
Air's still on the balcony's edge
Then the months' gone
With everything we said
I contextualize on a frame and screen
Non-diegetic tunes with striking color schemes
Oh we were standing there
When the moon broke through
And I wonder still
What it meant to you
Every county road
Every coastal view
Moments meant to fade to
An image you'll flip through
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9. |
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[Floor Cry]
Nice to see you
How you doing
Did you know you’re
Really something
You make me feel things
I don’t believe in
It’s all up in my heart
And all up in my spine
Those chills
[Josh]
I suppose some day these roads will reach the sea
It’s safe to say they’re tailor-made for replaying scenes
But I’m to pensive
To decide what’s real
All cause you left me with a heart chockful of chills
[Floor Cry]
In the morning sun
You and I are one
Fingers through my hair
Feel them everywhere
Don't know what to think
Am I still dreaming
You're so perfect baby were you made for me
[Both]
Nice to see you
How you doing
Did you know you’re
Really something
You make me feel things
I don’t believe in
It’s all up in my heart
And all up in my spine
Those chills
Hope it works out
In the long run
I think about you and
Then the months gone
I raise the issue in
Tangential love songs
It's all up my heart and
All up in my spine those chills
Those chills, ah those chills
[Floor Cry]
Hold me baby
Oh you saved me
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10. |
KW
03:16
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We’re floating over the district
I’m buoyed by winsome esprit
The stone arch bridge and the skyline
A tilt shift blur to the scene
Some headlights highlight the driveway
But she doesn’t turn to see
The details in our periphery
While shadows swell and recede
Droll city blocks and curbs
They all leave my head unnerved
Things felt that probably were
Thoughts I would say to her
But all lightrails motor fast
One glance and a moment’s passed
View life through tinted glass
Left with one printed pass
And now it’s me and the satellites
Halfway home at night
Fly from my line of sight
I’m sad but it’s alright
[Kyle]
[Trumpet solo]
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[Chester Watson]
I turned my Starcaster to a star catcher
Might visit nostalgia and chip my sanity
Still one with the heat of cigar ember
At peace with knowing I could leave forever tomorrow
I’m on the brink of nirvana I’m so omniscient
See all and I’m an issue
I’m overseas and still haven’t seen god
That brother MIA as fuck
My mama pray for me often bet she probably
Set my luck I been surrounded by crosses ever since I could look
Up on the balcony smell the sea and the breeze
And if you ever did doubt on me I would truly hate to be you
Honestly it’s me and my family on the easel
So that’s the reason I see some people to see through
You’re fucking phonies I keep my distance and peace with it
Sounds mad wavy, get eargasms or seasickness
Leave em’ with an imprint deeper than OGs did it
No overdose but still hella OD
Still hella OD
[Josh]
The shore seems small when you're up this high
And air stays cold with the changing tide
The feeling's strange knowing you've arrived
The path behind, star catcher’s twine,
That’s life
[Chester Watson]
Back to the madness fasten your seats
I had a dream I had to battle the reaper halfway deceased
On the beach in the winter with ominus clouds east
Dishonor puts me at ease, Obama print on my ‘Preme
And I Love Ugly on me like potassium in Belize
Mad organic beats said my competition was me
So now I don’t feel inclined or responsible to appease
Niggas wishes got me wishing I thought like this from the beginning
Oi
Love is not a game it’s not a toy
I stay in my lane so I enjoy life
People switching up got me annoyed
Fuck it
[Josh]
Souls grow public in domain
When dreams take place in a conscious state
If god was real, and all's pre-ordained
Then who's to say what's real or fate
So reflecting on a later date
The shore line gone with the climate's change
If merit lied in the work you made
Then take some peace knowing you had things worth saying
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12. |
Précis (feat. Fog Lake)
01:14
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[Fog Lake]
I got your message and I'm coming back, coming back
It's always been my mistake, yeah always
It's close to 7 and I'm running back, running back
It always felt like a chase to me anyways
You make me feel like the moment's passed, moment's passed
Maybe it is but I'm not sensing it
You think I fake it but it's not like that, not like that
It always felt like a movie to me either way
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13. |
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[Josh]
If you're bummed out
Feel free to talk with me
How does lunch sound
I'll ask you about your week
On the come down
Always rehashing scenes
When the sun's down
And half of the world's asleep
I'm half-asleep
[Sophie Meiers]
And I wonder
What you would have done
If I kissed you
I had my chance
I held your hand
And leaned up close to you
Now it just seems like I messed up
I don't know what to do
All I know is I'm nervous that you don't like me too
[Ivy Sole]
I thought that home is where you are until that home is where I left
I found a home inside myself since no home for me was left
I slept with poems in my hands for seven days
Slept alone and wept by twilight so I thrown aside a phone in heaven's name
Cause home can change and it does
Corny names for new love
Joining strange depictions tinted with that rose from my bud
Cause blood is thick but smoke be thick as hell
Eyes all on my mind my shell in shell shock
With lonely mail all cluttered on my desktop
Used to got the best box and cutter slice and dice with sideway stump
Stutter with that t-t-tongue
I scream gently how'd you undo us
For goodness sake you make me undone
These poems underneath my nails
Sweat makes the ink run
Smolder-heavy memory brain showed her a pink love
My poem's in the mail
It was tears that made the ink run
Heavy multi-memory brain shed in a pink tongue
[Josh]
If you're bummed out
Feel free to talk with me
How does lunch sound
I'll ask you about your week
On the come down
Always rehashing scenes
When the sun's down
And half of the world's asleep
I'm half-asleep
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[Josh]
By now
All the crowd’s arrived
In the front row
Pairs of surly eyes
I can’t understand
Trying to surmise
Are they mad at me
What does this imply
Now I’m panicking
Dipping from the scene
Driving Lyndale Ave
Lost in glossy sheen
Of the streetlights
With the slow-mo bleed
It’s irrational
But it seems so real to me
[Jeremiah Jae]
Night still young still buzzing from the last one
Shots fill the glass keep it coming down the hatch
‘Till the bottom of the bottle
The light’s fading black
Let’s forget about tomorrow get lost in the act
And the stage play out bounce of the crowd and react
But with positive come negative charge, laws attract
I feel they energy feel like they talking to me without speaking
Hear ‘em breathing eyes reading suddenly my mind speeding
What is this
Something in the air got me feeling like
Dipping out in the ride, checking the side lights
We just tryna bring you that vibe so why you wanna jive
We could keep the moment alive, but catch me outside
The one another one, tryna get your mind right
But the cold still flooded now I’m tryna break the ice
With the device I’m on a mission to flip it and get your soul lifted
On the way up until we drifting
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15. |
From the Subway Train
00:57
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When August comes
I don’t count the days
Transitory views
From the subway train
How strange
When life unfolds this way
In the driftless zone
Sky’s are prone to stay off-gray
Clouds are omens too
Fading at the rate
Most pleasant memories do
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16. |
Angel Youth
04:02
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Oh a warm hello
Would be apropos
We haven't spoke in several weeks
But solitude tends to be the move
So you probably won't hear from me
And there was one relief in the changing trees
The contrails that cut the sky
But pre-arranged circumstances change
And I'd be lying if I said I'm fine
Catch her in the switchbacks in the line
Switching back to central standard time
Each day slightly more resigned
Trying to make some sense of life
So if we take off
You could quit your day job
We'd call ourselves the Angel Youth
You'll find us traveling and making tunes
But then I think of
All the people we've loved
How they'll be growing older soon
How it's true for me and you
So I convalesced in the middle west
And fell for Ohio's roads
I'm standing still by the window sill
Where I once watched the world explode
So when it's looking dark in your narrative arc
I'm here and you can talk with me
A hackneyed fool under facist rule
Wasting days singing bout his dreams
All of which has lead me to believe
Earth's a set and life's the movie screen
And every dream that you have inbetween
They'll fade with every frame you see
Oh is it self-hate
I wish I was in LA
Far from all the roads we knew
Unworried where we're going to
So if we take off
You could quit your day job
We'd call ourselves the Angel Youth
We're coming to a town near you
Lonely and outraged
Guess for now that I'll wait
For generation Angel Youth
To point me towards a higher truth
It's on the off-chance
We never come to cross hands
Cause it's too late to not pretend
And I'd for all of this to end
Just glad that I could be your friend
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[Guilty Simpson]
Yours truly
I walk on clouds
Look down and see the world from a point of view we're true (true)
Never followed trends did what few would do
Still drop tunes for you and you
I'm from the glove, Motor City show me love and I show it back
Check my stats Capricorn on the zodiac
All the real heads know the raps
Guilt Simpson in the back toasting cognac
Cheers (cheers)
[Josh]
How's this happening
[Quelle Chris]
Yours truly
Sincerely, QC
PS, pump your BS breaks I'm groovy, the dream
Borderline MLK Jr. and Juicy
So those from loose leaf to phonos
Como to how you not know
My whole style is go buckwild
But look both ways like Musiq Soulchild
Manute Bol not in my house
If you plannin' to put shade in the sauce
It's like Buble to white folks when I write quotes
Something about it left their eyes cloudy
Surrounded by the hardest this side of the Tardis
Still draped up in my baggy garments
Looking like rap incarnate
Return of the Mac
Eating Cheesecake Factory mac n' cheese balls
The bread in the basket was all for me, Paul
All I'm saying is I keep it fat fuck the weigh-in
Any class I bash my way in
I'm not for playing, still he
Quick to go from Boom Bye Yeah to Kumbaya to
Keef and close like Juggalos keep movements red and purple Faygos
My childhood full of fables
My wiring full of cables
I'm boutta split the pie and take what's mine it's simultaneous
If you gettin' this leather runner before I'm dead and famous
Got so much more to say
Let me gather up these pages (these pages)
[MED]
Yeah
Sincerely yours
City known I did it for
We're never sure
No pity worn, get informed
Painted path breath of wind I could send a storm
My brain hurricane, raining like a meteor
Medaphor, piggy bank burst tryna stuff a trust fund
Stacking funds, education for my son
Meditation keep my trigger finger numb, save a rapper from
Succumbing the verse, birth the troubled sun
I vision estate great grandkids relayed it straight
Any occasion we use to celebrate
Went from L's to elevating
Held at heaven's gate but faith is all we got in a shot to make it
But faith is all we got in a shot to make
Shit's getting real out here man, keep your head up
[Josh]
Oh I was nervous then
But just despondent now
While I wander through aforementioned crowds
Nothing left to say
When the portrait's done
Solipsistic truths
Just feeling far from everyone
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