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11/03/2015

Dimensions

Selemat

Internal pleasure, I saw myself in the dark, but
Infernal treasure, I blow my murky chrysalis. 
It grows and blossoms entirely. 

Chrysalide

Photography by Stuart McIntrye © 2015 - Used with kind permission

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Given My All

Recorded February 2015
Engineered and mixed by Shawn Fogel at The Sleepy West (West Orange, NJ)
Music and lyrics by Shawn Fogel
All sounds made by Shawn Fogel
Inspired by 'Wolf in White Van', by John Darnielle

lyrics:

When I was young made myself a kingdom
Ruled my people with a deadly hand
Transformation was a steady symptom
A foolish way to come to understand
From California to the fields of Kansas
Seeking shelter from the end of days
Simple math and its consequences 
Getting lost inside the mental maze

Rows of bottles of old medication
Should be disposed of but they still remain
Stare at the ceiling like a meditation
Inventing ways to make it through the pain
People hide themselves behind their faces
Either stare or turn their heads away
But I can put a player through their paces
And watch them live to see another day
 
Decisions made when you were just a child
Shape the person that you are today
Imaginations start running wild
What is real and what is just a game
Left with nothing but our own defenses
To make our way across the cruel terrain
Simple math and its consequences 
Frozen bodies on the Kansas plain


Simple Math And Its Consequences (demo)

Recorded and Produced in a South Korean apartment by Language of Shapes.

Mastered in Canada by Harris Newman at Greymarket Mastering.

The last time you stumbled over these shores
The dawn seemed so far from your grasp but now it's all yours
Some lessons we learned from our time in the darkness seep through
And even the same stupid bullshit behaves as if new

The last time you stood without turning away
The corpse of your conscience floated on past
But you couldn't reach out right away
Lucky for you it grows back like the shards of your soul
That you traded for whiskey and cheap finite thrills to distract you from taking your throne

The light fires down on the lost

The first time you knocked on the otherworld door
Your brain flood with yellow you quaked in your robes and backed out from completing the call
And all of those angles they flooded your brain from within
A straightforward message from the ancient of days burst out from the eye to your skin

Love is blind

The first time you knocked on the otherworld door
The dawn seemed so far from your grasp but now it's all yours.

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Featuring audio kindly donated by: @couch-king-presents, @joerxworx, @languageofshapes, @pretzelsmalone, @robotbattles, @russell-sinfield, @stormthepalace, @theweightytree, @wizardshoes and @zeroplusplacebo.

Artwork by Eleanor Adair: twitter.com/eleanoradairart?lang=en-gb

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Alone In The Mist

Daughter - Youth

Recorded at Sickroom Studios, May 2013
Kat Mac - Vox/Uke
Andrew Rayner - Drums/Perc/Backing Vox
Mark Bromley - Bass/Glock
David MacGregor - Acoustic Guitar


Lyrics:

Sad not to know
how much i miss you so
dearly departed.
How long since we parted?
You left me slighted,
this love unrequited.

And how long in the snow?
Kept out in the cold,
I asked God to guide him,
harbour and hide him,
sit down beside him
and give him a home.

What path did God show?
A way through the low?
He called you to go,
how could you say no?

And when I cross your mind 
what's infront, what's behind?
Am I running or pacing?
Do I set your heart racing?
Or is my face furrowed 
with a wrong you did me?
And did you ever see
the love I had in me?
I had in me,
I had in me,
I had in me.

Sad not to know
I miss you so
dearly departed.
So slighted, 
since we parted
and this love unrequited.

Sad Not To Know (DEMO)

New playlist every Wednesday!

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Psych-Fi Sci-Folk for the End of Time.

https://languageofshapes.com/

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Tristram Burden - vocals, mandolins, stringed things and French horn
J.E. Seuk - vocals, mandolins, stringed things and flute
Patrick Mackay - Guitars
Kimberly Brigner - mandolin, flute
Courtland Miles -  bass
Robert Goldberg - djembe

All songs (c) 2011-2015 Language of Shapes

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