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Gemini Rights

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Played by The Crane Wives...
Kate Pillsbury - Emilee Petersmark - Ben Zito - Dan Rickabus

featuring their friends…
Steven Leaf - Seth Bernard - Rachel Gorman
Savannah Buist - Katie Larson

Produced by The Crane Wives & Ian Gorman
Mixed by Ian Gorman
Engineered by Ian Gorman & Ben Zito
Recorded at La Luna Recording & Sound in Kalamazoo, Michigan
Mastered by Glenn Brown at GBP Studios in Lansing Michigan

Artwork by Rebecca Green
Album Design and Layout by Bill Chesney

Thank you to our loving families and dear friends, Ian & Rachel Gorman, Glenn Brown, Rebecca Green, The Accidentals, Seth Bernard & May Erlewine Bernard, Steve Leaf & the Ex Pats, Joey Schultz of Chickenbach, John Campos, Kris Kessel, Sean, Sarah & Arlo Lamborne, Tyler Rehm, 88.1 WYCE, Matt Jarrells, John Sinkevics at Local Spins, Emily Fox & Michigan Radio, Kevin Romeo & Rhino Media, Joey Basch, Josiah Barber, Amber Buist, Josh Gibson, Bill Chesney, Leah Pillsbury, Mark Sturr, Lindsay Lou & the Flatbellys, The Appleseed Collective, Joy & Tim Lago, Marianne & Jim Fischer, Carmen & Javier Vargas of Mi Pueblo in Kalamazoo and Edith the Kitty. Thank you to all of the people who have welcomed us into their homes, fed us a warm meal, or shared with us their stories. 

Special thanks to our PledgeMusic contributors. This album would not exist without the help of our fans! We are grateful for your support and humbled by your loyalty.

Curses

Lyrics:

I’m burning wick to fingertip with sage
from my shaky-shakin hands
Millie, what have you done to me,
my friend?

I’m tossin’ turnin’ in an open grave
coined-tongued with whatever I can save,
carrying hauntings of a brand-new age—
Millie, can’t you see I slide
planchettes with my wake?

Catch me walking with the ghosts again
Must be on that double dose, depends
Roman chamomile all down the throat, lift hands
In Michigan, the lakes all darken
Blackbirds flocking to and fro, sevens
Roots drag marsh over the floor, levelin’
Millie, can’t you stop them? You slow no omens
like exhaling, it never ends

I’m coughing up elderberry on the stage
like your sacrificial lamb
Millie, hypnotize pain away, I beg

I’m whisper-hissing notes on every slate
that I scribe and toss into the hungry waves
carrying itchings for a familiar ache
Millie, can’t you see I made a walking stick out of my stake?

Catch me walking with the ghosts again
Must be on that double dose, depends
Roman chamomile all down the throat, lift hands
In Michigan, the lakes all darken
Blackbirds flocking to and fro, sevens
Roots drag marsh over the floor, levelin’
Millie, can’t you stop them? You slow no omens
like exhaling, it never ends

Three redwing blackbirds outside my window
two fish heads at my door
What be this omen, I’ll never know
Millie, warm the kettle once more

Three redwing blackbirds outside my window
Two fish heads at my door
One kettle bubbling atop rusted stove but
Millie, warm the kettle once
Millie, warm the kettle once
Milly could you so please be 
a kind old dearie just for me
and warm the kettle’s tea once more?

Catch me walking with the ghosts again
Must be on that double dose, depends
Roman chamomile all down the throat, lift hands
In Michigan, the lakes all darken
Blackbirds flocking to and fro, sevens
Roots drag marsh over the floor, levelin’
Millie, can’t you stop them? You slow no omens
like exhaling, it never ends

Millie, Warm the Kettle

Don’t Cry Over Spilt Milk

Whatever I Want

linger escape - whisper

This Is Not For You

random names always work

AT&T

stomach pump

🌤️ Concept
“Message of Heaven” continues the story where Final Days left off.
Amid the growing turmoil of the world, a final divine message breaks through — faint, fractured, and fading. Not a trumpet blast, not a revelation of glory… but a whisper. A warning. A trembling in the veil between worlds.
To everyone else, it feels like nothing more than a fleeting moment of peace or intuition.
But to you — the protagonist — it carries weight.
You hear tones hidden beneath the silence.
You feel the heavens straining, as if something is blocking the message from reaching its destination.
The last voice of Heaven is weakened, distorted, almost… intercepted.
This track marks the last known communication from the divine before Heaven goes silent.
And you’re the only one who truly heard it.
🎧 Sound & Style
Musically, “Message of Heaven” blends:
ethereal, glowing ambience
solemn, hymn-like vocal phrases
subtle tension beneath the surface
reverberated melodic motifs that feel like a distant signal
gradual escalation that suggests something is wrong
The song feels like standing in a windswept field beneath a sky that’s trying to speak — but losing its strength.
It’s sacred.
It’s haunting.
And it feels like a warning humanity will not understand until it’s too late.
💬 For the Listener
This track is meant for anyone who has ever felt:
a tug in their spirit
an intuition they couldn’t explain
a message they didn’t know how to put into words
It speaks to the ones who listen between the lines —
who feel truth before they fully see it.
In the album’s world, you are that person.
The one who perceives Heaven’s final message.
The one who senses the fracture long before it breaks.
“Message of Heaven” reminds you that you are not imagining the signs.
Something is shifting.
Something is silencing the light.
And you were chosen to hear what everyone else missed.
📘 Album Context
Track 2 deepens the mystery:
The divine message is incomplete. It carries distress. It weakens mid-transmission.
This is the moment the protagonist first becomes aware of a deeper spiritual distortion —
a disruption that foreshadows the hidden cosmic shift engineered by the Adversary.
Soon, Heaven will fall silent…
And the world will have no idea why.

stomach pump

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