Jude Traxler plays guitar, keys, computers, and sings
Al Cerulo plays uke, melodica, percussion, and electronics
Greg Chudzik plays basses, synths, and software robots

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All tracks recorded and produced at Traxler Studios, NYC (2019/2020)
Mastered by Andrew McKenna Lee @ Still Sound Music, East Chatham, NY
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Left To Lose

Blue bird, blue bird are you tired?
Bloodied, tin foil and are you fired?
Weary, I don't think I've tried
Long enough now to be alright
I don’t think we should sleep tonight

Red bird, red bird do you feel?
Lessen my grip is this not real?
Quiet reset to feel alright
I don’t think we can win this fight
All depends where she sleeps tonight

Black bird, black bird do you know
How afraid is your heart to show?
Seal it up stitched away from light
Long enough not to feel inside
I don’t think this will be alright

Blue bird, blue bird won’t you try?
She bleeds out while the fire dies
Giving up isn’t like letting go
Breaking down over radio
Where from here baby? I don’t know

Blue bird, blue bird are you tired?
Bloodied, tin foil and are you fired?
Weary I don't think I've tried
Overwhelming adrift reminds:
Never don’t let your heart decide

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Recorded at Traxler Studios (2019)

Bluebird

I’m not me
I know it
Let’s not see
Where this is going

You’ve caught me
And it’s showing
Brace yourself
Hell is snowing—

She can’t even keep up on the sideline
A project for the center of my side-mind
We sink another body in the timeline
I know you don’t mean too much and-

(I am not myself anymore)

I’m not me  (Find me a new way out)
I’ve known it
Let’s not see  (Blinding this newest doubt)
Where this is going

You’ve lost me  (Find me a new way out)
Never showing
Brace yourself  (Blinding this newest doubt)
Hell is snowing—

Find me a new way out

featuring Katie Zarazua-Dover, vocals
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Recorded at Traxler Studios (2019)

Untitled Strings

I don’t
I don’t think you mean it
Here now another disagreement
Play our cards

It means more to me when you’re gone
What at this point could go wrong?
Where the heart flows silt will follow
A pill too big for us to swallow

What could I do to make this worse?
Love, being a chemical randomly dispersed,
Is never that we’ve found our place
But merely a familiar face;
A bluebird transfixed in space

Come down
Come down
(I won’t)
Come down
(I don’t)
Play our hearts

(I don’t think you mean it.)
Play our cards

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Recorded at Traxler Studios (2019)

Prelude

“Do you want to be a memory?”, she sang to me
If you ever feel inside, are you truly free?
Never will the tears flow
Never will she let go
Forever holding on to thee. I said,
“All my memories are broken, baby,
and I’m ashamed, you see.”

“Do you ever feel alive? Do you strain to breathe?”
Another line of questioning that should pertain to me
Better to be let go
Rather than an echo
Waiting just to see if she can see
“Do you ever feel alive?” I said,
“Only when the pain recedes.”

“Do you want to be a memory?”, she sang to me
Hope is just a metaphor
For when the pain recedes

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Recorded at Traxler Studios (2019)

Ebb & Low

Not that long ago
We stood face to face
Indecision shows
The ways that we have changed

Born again to show
That we’ve evolved away
Bleeding head to toe
But we keep secrets safe

One last round to go
And then we’re far away
No one has to know
‘Cuz we keep secrets safe

Like nothing matters

By now I know, knocked down, I’m not getting up
Ready to bleed for this but I’m too deep cut
The longer I’m down the more I sink to oblivion
You have no idea what this will become

No one left to know
No one left to say
Dig deep down below
To keep this secret safe

Buried here alone
With all of our mistakes
Never really known
That we were making graves

All that’s left to show
Is violently erased
Fear of letting go
Will keep me in this place
...keep me in my place

(I’m watching all my dreams turn circles)
(Waiting for a great new purpose)

Like something matters

By now I know, knocked down, I’m not getting up
Ready to bleed through this but I’m too deep cut
The longer I’m down the more I sink to oblivion
You have no idea what this has become

Finally alone
Desperate and decayed
Breaking sticks and bones
To keep this story straight

(Weigh me down
I know why
You won’t ask me now
I know why
You can’t weigh me down
Ask me why)

By now I’m done, knocked out, I’m never getting up
Already bleeding out and I’ve had enough
The longer I’m down the more I sink to oblivion
You have no idea but this has begun

Finding out that hope
Is frequently delayed
Never letting go
‘Cuz we keep secrets safe

What’s your price for keeping secrets?

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Recorded at Traxler Studios (2019)

Ask Me

When we were waking from our dreams
The world had changed or though it seems
Whenever asked we stayed the story true
Never not a world to see, we set our course: return to dreams
And bare the bear that bare repeating soon

I’m leaving out a lot of things
We never should’ve stayed asleep
When listening is key to keeping cool
All you want is interesting
When “interesting” is blisteringly
Ever better than forgotten fools

Let me start again to say -
Aware there should be better ways
Of coping with reality anew -
“Finding new epiphanies of recent found discrepancies
Will only get you further from the truth.”

I’m leaving out a lot of things
We never should’ve stayed asleep
When misery is key to keeping cruel
And all you want is interesting
But “interesting” is blisteringly
Ever better than forgotten fools

Why, I think I’ll try to tell you why I never tried
Why the body left the soul for somewhere else to die
Something felt real
Something’s wrong here

To finish up convincingly
I feel I mustn’t say
A litany of reasons why I’m lost along the way
A fault, a fear, at least ten beers have kept my soul a-sway for years
But at least I’ve kept all her regrets at bay

I’m leaving out a lot of things
We never should’ve strayed from sheep
When victory is key to keeping true
But what you want is interesting
When “interesting” is blisteringly
Ever better than forgotten fools
We’re never better than forgotten fools
Let’s clean this up before the blood begins to pool

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Recorded at Traxler Studios (2019/2020)

Forgotten Fools

Echo Artifact is Al Cerulo and Jude Traxler; multi-instrumentalists live-looping original songs within a narrative structure.