im actually gonna try shaking ass to this song

my jaw is agape rn this is so fucking good.

I am
In trouble with myself again
I am
In trouble trouble trouble trouble
I am
In trouble with myself again
I am
In trouble trouble trouble

But I do believe
There's beauty within
That's why I can't stop
Picking my skin
Digging for a buried treasure
Digging for a way for me to

Say goodbye
To the stranger on the other side
Say hello
To the bliss of a
Disembodied mind

I am
In trouble with myself again
I am
In trouble trouble trouble trouble
I am
In trouble with myself again
I am
In trouble trouble trouble

But I do believe
There's a reason to live
That is why I'm gonna go
To sea in a sieve
Get me soaked and squeeze me through
Till there's nothing left to do but

Say goodbye
To the stranger on the other side
Say hello
To the bliss of a
Disembodied mind

I am
In trouble with myself again
I am
In trouble trouble trouble trouble
I am
In trouble with myself again
I am
In trouble trouble trouble

And I don’t believe
We could ever agree
That’s why I’ll do anything
To keep myself away from me
Maybe when I’m out of sight
I’ll see me in a better light

Eyes shut tight
Better get this right
Every word of the spell
To rip the soul from its shell

Say goodbye
To the stranger on the other side
Say hello
To the bliss of a
Disembodied mind

I am
in trouble with myself again
I am
in trouble trouble trouble trouble
I am
in trouble with myself again
I am
in trouble

Credits:

Music & lyrics by Stephan Nance
Produced by Stephan Nance
Co-produced by Mathias Kunzli
Arrangement by Stephan Nance & Mathias Kunzli
Strings arrangement by Anna Fritz & Stephan Nance
Percussion arrangement by Mathias Kunzli
Thanks to Gabriel Kahane and Nevada Jones

Piano/synths/lead vocals/backing vocals - Stephan Nance
Percussion - Mathias Kunzli
Strings - Bizarre Star Strings (Anna Fritz - cello, Kyleen King - viola, Mirabai Peart - violin)
Bass - Jeni Magana
Backing vocals - Mathias Kunzli

Disembodied Mind

Forrest Day

Sleepwalk

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:

One small sound
One small word 
In tongues all over the world
I said it
I said it 
One small word
I said it
I didn't
I said it
I didn't
Tongues all over

Can't pick them out
Can't press them in 
I'll never hide my scars
Can't pick them out
Can't press them in
I'll never hide my scars 
I'll never hide my scars 

One small sound
One small sight 
One unsheathed knife must glint 
In an alternate timeline's light
One rust-ridden blade juts out 
Of a friendly moonstruck shape
To tear, tear terribly, terribly
Tear, tear terribly 
The delicate crepe of night

Familiarity breeds
Indifference
Familiarity breeds discontent
Familiarity breeds
Indifference
Familiarity breeds discontent

My other time machine
A pungent, putrid brownish-green 
November smile 
Blandishing my two-timing door

One small sound
One small bite
One tomial tooth
One Loggerhead Shrike must skewer 
My invertebrate doppelgänger 
On barbed wire in a parallel universe 

My tongue parallelly bleeds 
One small drop 
In a monthful of blood 
In tongues all over the world
I said it, I didn't
It doesn't matter
What I said or didn't
Admit it
You were never going to get it
I was always gonna get it

Can't pick them out
Can't press them in 
I'll never hide my scars
Can't pick them out
Can't press them in
I'll never hide my
Familiarity breeds
Familiarity breeds

Not only is it thicker
Blood is stickier than water
Maybe that's relevant somehow
Can I explode now?

Credits:
Music & lyrics by Stephan Nance
Produced by Josh Frigo
Co-produced by Stephan Nance
Keyboard, vocals, backing vocals - Stephan Nance
Drums & percussion - Mathias Kunzli
Bass - Jeni Magana
Strings arrangement - Stephan Nance and Michelle Packman
Strings - Bizarre Star Strings:
• Patti King - violin
• Kyleen King - viola
• Anna Fritz -  cello
Guitar, additional backing vocals - Josh Frigo
Vocal coaching - Nevada Jones and Adam Sweeney
Vocals recorded at The Map Room
Vocal session engineer - Adam Sweeney
Mixed by Josh Frigo
Mastered by Alex Dobbert
Artwork - Rebecca DeMoss
Graphic design - Chad Lowe

November


Lyrics:

I've thrown aside my worries
But the cares they bite me back
I'm taking twenty vitamins a day
For the iron I lack

I don't need food I don't need sleep
Don't tell me that I'm wrong
I don't know what I'm doing
But can you please just play along

My head is made of flowers
And my body made of steel
Cause I can't think
Can't hear can't feel

They say
A picture's worth a thousand words
But I disagree
I can't imagine anything
Cause I can't see

I won't break the ice though what else
Is there to do
Cause suffering in silence is better
Than suffering with you

So I jumped out with a parachute
But the ground caught me off guard
Karma for the rules I break
The ones I disregard

I can feel the tension rising
What fate is worse than this
Stuck between the ones I love
And the ones I miss

My head is made of shrubbery
And my body made of stone
Cause I can't for the life of me
Reap what I have sown

They say
A picture's worth a thousand words
But I disagree
I can't imagine anything
Cause I can't see

I won't break the ice though what else
Is there to do
Cause suffering in silence is better
Than suffering with you

I try to sink and never float
Cause my head is underwater
I'm here by choice by my own hand
I'm a lamb sent into slaughter

I'm aware of my own body
I can feel beneath my skin
I can wash away my insecurities
But can't wash away my sin

They say
A picture's worth a thousand words
But I disagree
I can't imagine anything
Cause I can't see

I won't break the ice though what else
Is there to do
Cause suffering in silence is better
Than suffering with you

suffering - Amélie Farren

The Well- The Crane Wives

Garden Jargon is out now → https://linktr.ee/madilynmei
🥀

Catch me on TOUR! → https://www.madilynmei.com/tour-dates

Watch the music video → https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZPi0EjH3Qc

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written and composed by madilyn mei
produced by  @ScrawnyMusic  & madilyn mei 
mixed by scrawny
mastered by joe hutchinson
artwork by madilyn mei

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Lyrics:
Welcome.
But I thought-
Ah ah ah! No need to think.
Oh.
Just repeat what you know.
Okee!

leaves, bushels of apples,
dirt, thistles,
busy little birds,
raining, storming,
shelter, morning,
vegetable, fruit,
beans, seeds and gourds too.

rake, shovel,
gravel, bug,
soil, glove!
flower pot.
snapdragon, wagon,
lunch time.
lemonade for all.
yay!

growing, dying,
photosynthesising.
sun setting/rising

it's all
garden jargon
garden jargon
garden jargon
garden jargon
garden jargon
garden jargon
garden jargon
garden jargon

garden jargon
garden jargon
garden jargon
garden jargon
garden jargon
garden jargon
garden jargon
garden jargon
garden jargon
garden jargon
garden jargon
garden jargon

wow! great job. next.

pixel petals
endless lifeless gigabytes
miss my corner of sunlight.

Garden Jargon

Stream

Rule #34

My man is a stagnant water,
a mud-your-linen, cacklin’ bogland
Waded in his iris to my knees
I bathed in his mouth overnight
We drank moonbeams from oily skies
Come dawn, he begged me, “Please, love, never leave”

Hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm,

I have hands for building altars,
Lips to pray to reckless gods
Yeah, I was made to be a devotee
His mangroves held me ‘till died
My body’s relic left behind
To fossilize beneath the willow trees

Hmm, hmm,
Hmm, Hmm,

Thrashing like Ophelia in my featherdown coat
Won’t someone teach me to love without it swallowing me whole
If to be loved is to be changed, I’m only worsenin’
Mosquito larvae in my ribs
He only loves me when I rot with him

I’m my father’s stubborn daughter
And I am no gentle lover
Only crown I wear is loyalty
My man is a stagnant water,
a mud-your-linen, cacklin’ bogland
And I’m forever stuck his bog body

Hmm, hmm,
Hmm, hmm

FOXCRY

FOXCRY (Dorm Demo)

Regular People - Moon Walker

Rule #35 - Microphone

Dustan Townsend is more than just your typical roof climbing guru. He’s also quite possibly the best cello playing hippy from Victoria.

With a bow in his right hand and an ebony fretboard clutched in his left, Dustan has adventured far to bring his message of love to a wide audience.

Rule #35 - Microphone

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