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you never knew

i can't Make music anymore or Feel from my heart & i miss everything

The chronicle continues, deepening the legend… Out Under Streets serves as a milestone in the profuse and vastly intangible catalog of Bug Bus Piano – a decade into the cult project’s existence, this album stands as its first LP. But Bug Bus Piano, the originator of Hard Ambient, is perhaps better understood as an outlook or world unto itself. At any given moment it is a spirited performance of hyper-ambivalence, a refuge and processing center for personal history, populist strife and achievement, a besieged utopian commune. Out Under Streets is the newest export of this philosophy and perhaps the finest point of entry yet into all that is Bug Bus Piano. Far from didactic, the journey underground and back again concept which structures the record serves as a vehicle to consider what lies beneath the potholes in our pavement and centuries of cracked sidewalk. Every demolition or collapse and each successive failure at putting the pieces back together again. Having received the blessing of Carriswheel, Stern Records is proud to inaugurate itself with a major handmade ambient statement by Bug Bus Piano.

Out Under Streets

Bug Bus Piano - 1967 Urban Renewal Project

Soon, Softness Came From Her Starlight and Filled Me To The Bone

And Your Skin Sings, Perfume Pierced

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rain starts to roll

something indifferent, your talking to much

you

scrap for the dogs

the times come, its wasted

wasted

waste my time
for what

something thats done

make me bleed 
condition is different ill tell u just what i need

reasaerch chemicals

fill me up with drugs

no escape, you make it into the car
i cant sleep suffocated by my own heart
cracks in the ceiling and now my life is falling apart
something indifferent i feel it from the start

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the ceiling is cracking and im indebted +lovful

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WeBothGotTheSameMarkOnOurSkin

Scissors Around the Smile (DJ Mix)

I want to breathe (akkiru1 ancientaprilreligion maflum)

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the ceiling is cracking and im indebted +lovful

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