Movements 1-3 (of 4)

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Recorded at Traxler Studios (2022)

Music from Pictures

Short Step (Preview)

Short Step, Movements I-III (Preview)

Never does it go to show
In the throes of hope will we try to feel alive
We mind, but we're fine

Easier than rope
But no choke starts without a fire
But we try to seem fine all the time (all the time)

Tell her how you told me at home
You'd hold me close until we died while you drive
We decide to try to try

Leaving what you know makes it hard to feel the tide
This time

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I can't
I can't tell
By myself

Lie
Small and frail
By myself I think I can manage it

Sigh
I should tell you
Think we would've thought of this

We don't need you
We don't see you ending up a part of this
We don't think the same of what we used to think of happiness
Intrinsic, she starts
"You think we would've thought of this"

Why I never found my way again

What would you know about trust?
What would you do to get what you want?
What would you know about truth?
When will it be enough proof to refute
What you already know?
I think you should go

Where would you be when the cut's not enough?
What then would they say about us?
Unusual how it matters so much
It's hard to predict when your god's out of touch

What would you know about blood?
What would you do if you could?
What have you done for me that I couldn't do for myself
If I didn't need your help?
Not yet

Breathe in slow
Let dark parts grow
We don't know why you care
I know why there's nothing there

I can't (do this anymore)
I can't tell (you)
By myself (I)

Lie (to me again)
Small and frail (I am)
By myself I (don't) think I can manage it

Sigh (again, to me again)
I should tell you
Think we would've thought of this (before we fell down)

We don't need you
We don't see you ending up a part of this
We don't think the same of what we used to think of happiness
Intrinsic, she starts
"You think we would've thought of this"

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Followup

This time I won't fall for this
These short step relationships
Star-studded pools I can't resist
But too deep to swim against this time

This time I'll pretend that my will contends
Twist my tongue until it rips
Bright blue apocalypse
There is no innocence

This time
This tide
In rhyme
This time
This time
This time

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Wake up
Last night I dreamed...
Break up - I'll find new strings
Wake up
Last night I dreamed I need you
But you came too sure
          I know I'm not sure
... too sure

Breakpoint. Listen and repeat.
If you want it long enough it’ll become what you need.
Breakpoint. I’ll bring you up to speed.
After every rainbow comes the rot and the disease.

Everything up until now has a filter.
Everything up until now has been tilted, shifted
Easy up: get lifted; drift with it; pick gifted.
Paint a picture of transition;
Rediscover new beginnings.
But if you never “act now” include ‘oblivious indecisions’

Now, if we listen to tradition
Not every lesson needs invention.
If you are what drives your illness
Separate. A new division.

Where do we go when we go inside?
Somewhere safe from the landslide?
Somewhere better than your own head
“Nothing but old ghosts and broken parts”, she said.
What do we know about letting go?
Nothing but short steps in an undertow.
Don’t lose sleep. Take it slow.

What do you think it would take to get you through?
What will it take to make you new?
If you get there first, save seats for two
I’m not the one. They’re both for you.

Breakpoint. Listen and believe.
If you need it long enough it’ll consume what you bleed.
Breakpoint. I’ll bring you to release.
It’s the rainbow that brings all the rot; the disease.

Everything up until now is a flicker.
Everything up and then “how” doesn’t fit her
Doesn’t get her. “Stay down” doesn’t fit her
Doesn’t shift her; stay with her

Paint a picture of admission; rediscover intuition
But if you never “act now” don’t expect her to resist her resistors

Now, if we listen to tradition
Not every lesson needs revision.
If you are what drives your illness
Separate. Create derision.

Where do we go when we go inside?
Somewhere safe from the landslide?
Somewhere better than your own head
“Nothing but old ghosts and broken parts”, she said.
What do we know about letting go?
Nothing but short steps in an undertow.
Don’t lose sleep. Take it slow.

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Recorded at Traxler Studios (2023)

The Bells

From the original opera, CPU
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Further down the relay is a step I’m going to miss,
A message I won’t be involved with

Cancel these words and slow my tongue
There won’t be much left when I’m done
I’d never ever rather come running back from this

Undefined intentions make me want to mention
All I ever thought of you
I’m just not in 2
Saying goodbye to this time

Further down the relay is a step I’m going to miss,
A message I won’t be involved with

Fortify these walls and break my limbs
All these final moments depend
On you ever waking up from this
I can’t continue, friend

Break down these days one by one
All that we have left is undone
(No) No one walks away from this

I can’t shake this feeling in my bones
Like you’re in my hands and we’re –

Further down the relay is a step I’m going to miss,
A message I won’t be involved with

Codify these words and sheath my gun
Nothing will be left when we’re done
Our time expires just after these messages run

You can’t stop this chain reaction – only time can give us traction
Why we never thought this through
My clever head has failed us both
But I (I) won’t go without you

I can’t shake this feeling in my bones
Like you’re in my hands and we’re –

(Further down the relay is a step I’m going to miss,
A message I won’t be involved with)

I can’t fight this feeling in my bones
Like we’re in my head and we’re already gone

How much do you think we can('t) see before we realize that we’re gone?

Recorded at Traxler Studios (2016)

CPU (EP)

Relay

Relay (06)

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

Relay (06)

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