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Credits:

Sean Bayntun - keyboards, synths and sequencing
Daniel Ruiz - drums and percussion 
Sam Davison - clarinets and EWI
Rob Cameron - bass
Shawn Cole - mixing 
CPS Mastering - mastering 
Jessica Bayntun - artwork 

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The Meadow

A deep dark bass filled abyss to dance in.

ACETONE

I'm So Tired Of Being Lonely

My Computer Is Broken

Rough recording of something a little different. Murphy on guitar and RC-20. Devin on drum machine, RC-30 and DD7.

Belize

Big Boy $tyle

Early versions of some beats I've been working on.

West Sharpening Centre

Lost Highway

Silver Moon

Recorded and mixed by Ryan Worsley at Echoplant in Vancouver, Canada
Mastered by Stuart Mckillop at Raincity Recorders
Supported by Creative BC and the Province of British Columbia

Forever

Two Dollars and Twenty Seven Cents
Music by Spencer Carson
Words by Allen Gingsberg

I was testing out the new pickups in my bass and wrote and instrumental piece using my bass and a Roland CR8000 borrowed from Winston Hauschild. I couldn't think of a melody or lyrics that seem to fit, so I looked for a speech or poem. I remembered "America" by Allen Gingsberg off of a U2 demo for the Joshua Tree. It fit perfectly and I completed the whole song in about 2 hours. 

America I've given you all and now I'm nothing. 
America two dollars and twenty-seven cents January 17, 1956. 
I can't stand my own mind. 
America when will we end the human war? 
Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb 
I don't feel good don't bother me. 
I won't write my poem till I'm in my right mind. 
America when will you be angelic? 
When will you take off your clothes? 
When will you look at yourself through the grave? 
When will you be worthy of your million Trotskyites? 
America why are your libraries full of tears? 
America when will you send your eggs to India? 
I'm sick of your insane demands. 
When can I go into the supermarket and buy what I need with my good looks? 
America after all it is you and I who are perfect not the next world. 
Your machinery is too much for me. 
You made me want to be a saint. 
There must be some other way to settle this argument. 
Burroughs is in Tangiers I don't think he'll come back it's sinister. 
Are you being sinister or is this some form of practical joke? 
I'm trying to come to the point. 
I refuse to give up my obsession. 
America stop pushing I know what I'm doing. 
America the plum blossoms are falling. 
I haven't read the newspapers for months, everyday somebody goes on trial for 
murder. 

America I feel sentimental about the Wobblies. 
America I used to be a communist when I was a kid and I'm not sorry. 
I smoke marijuana every chance I get. 
I sit in my house for days on end and stare at the roses in the closet. 
When I go to Chinatown I get drunk and never get laid. 
My mind is made up there's going to be trouble. 
You should have seen me reading Marx. 
My psychoanalyst thinks I'm perfectly right. 
I won't say the Lord's Prayer. 
I have mystical visions and cosmic vibrations. 
America I still haven't told you what you did to Uncle Max after he came over 
from Russia.

I'm addressing you. 
Are you going to let our emotional life be run by Time Magazine? 
I'm obsessed by Time Magazine. 
I read it every week. 
Its cover stares at me every time I slink past the corner candystore. 
I read it in the basement of the Berkeley Public Library. 
It's always telling me about responsibility. Businessmen are serious. Movie 
producers are serious. Everybody's serious but me. 
It occurs to me that I am America. 
I am talking to myself again.

Two Dollars And Twenty Seven Cents

Chasing Fools

This is random. This is boredom. This is unspectacular.

Chasing Fools

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