quick remake/cover of https://soundcloud.com/janeremover/be-back-soon

thanks for listening

jane remover - goldfish (thatcherblackwood cover)

https://ffm.to/n2bg7w3

cover art by noah greene https://temberl.in/

it didn't have to be like this
_________________________________
(do you remember me?)

hold it close to you
broken bowed a new
i thought this was life
watch the thread unwind

we were in zion that summer
i was still trying to breathe
watch it corrode the isomers
everything i couldn't keep

all the nights that we spent being young
the copper rocks under our feet
the pastures never felt so wrong
up in flames your favorite evergreen

pull the needle through
laces lorn the center

i promise i wasn't crying
there was just smoke in my eyes
holding you until the morning
i'd fall in and out of the fire
wreathed in hollow ivory
christened collows bedaubing 

and i saw your body covered in roses 
and i started screaming, nobody noticed
the locket you gave me thread intertwined
tearing taut at the seams when it started unwinding 
i fell out the trunk of your dad's four wheel drive 
and we laughed it off when we called it a night
through the laurels and brushweeds we walked side by side
god you were so pretty even when we were crying 
cus' the rust started falling i ran out of time 
watch the world invert into infrared light 
lying lithe on the duff dying embers dissolving 
the smoke in my lungs couldn't stop me from calling your name
but i, (2x)

laurel

another semesters gone and i hardly
guess i'll sequester what i can't rearrange 
it's been a long damn while since a friend had said my name

sill out the corvette clost diptych erased 
roll out the carpet sit latched in a copper cage
i'm in the parking lot and you're still backstage 

i'll be front and center front and center front and center for you
just cus' they said cus' he said doesn't make it less true 
i'm scared to death i'm scared to death i'm to death i'll kill you just by saying hi (2x)

front and center

https://ffm.to/alwayswere

cover art by noah geene https://temberl.in/ 

i think i see it in the distance 
___________________________________
always were, like you always were
its the rote screen door on your front porch 
where you fell asleep on the tile floor
but you've unstrung all your britching now

bite my tongue 'till it falls right off
its the tailgate on that fane barbwire 
trace the windshield as we drove for miles 
spurn the sauder on the backing line
and i swear i saw you standing at the edge 

and it was beautiful 
and it was beautiful 
and it was beautiful 
and it was beautiful 

forget it, forget it, the day is done
forget it, forget it, you saved it once
i get it, i get it, you've frayed and rubbed the velvet off your antlers

and it was beautiful 
and it was beautiful 

forget it, forget it, the day is done
forget it, forget it, you saved it once
i get it, i get it, you've frayed and rubbed the velvet off your antlers

always were

New Hope, Chapter I - The Great Divide

I ran home cuz I thought I was fired
And man all these joints are tired
And I said “wait” I was waiting for a serenade
Tell me everything about your damn day
Lay me out front if you threw a grenade
So why?
Do I seem distracted to you?
It’s beautiful to lay awake in my eyes

So watch it all be enough for you to take in
Watch it all be enough for you to let in
I tried to face the great divide
It only tired me out

Date of recording (11.6.23)

New Hope

The Great Divide

Found this one on his second hard drive, think it was made right before summer that year. I can only assume the title is a reference to pokemon black and white? googled it and a location in the game came up. Zion was a huge fan of that franchise, never got into it much myself though except for the trading cards. This was one of the few songs i actually remember hearing him record, since normally he was too reticent to sing when we weren't out of the house

fortunately he transcribed the lyrics:

hanging your head down in places where it really shouldn't be 
getting upset over laces that ledgered in raillery 
placing your bets, drain sedating your stead while you're smiling

how happy will you get before you scream 
how happy will you get before you scream

but if i was you i'd know the words to say to say to me 
and now it's coaxing the hallowed baste, just let me grieve 
and now it's coming true, you weren't the face that i had gleaned 

hanging your head down in places where it really shouldn't be 
braiding your bed over sabots embedded in xylene

giant_chasm⍎⍕⍎⍕may2012.wav

spent the summer of 2022 making this. wrote the original draft in 2021. not much compared to what i can do now, but i figured it was worth putting out since there's a bit of an emotional attachment for me. Represents a different era of my life

yes the export/sidechain is glitched because the file is corrupted and i could fix it by jumping through some technical hoops, but it's been like that for so long i kind of just consider it part of the song

ann j gardner canyon park 2012

he had a thing for dual titles earlier in his work, grew out of it though

i remember that night on christmas eve, we had almost called the police department after he'd been missing for 2 days, but he came back to the house around 3am. Mom and dad interrogated the hell out of the poor kid as to where he'd been but he wouldn't let up. Locked himself in his room all night and i'm assuming recorded this (judging by the dates from the folder), but i wasn't awake. Zion never seemed the type to get into substances, and he didn't display signs indicative of it anyway, but it had to have been something significant. He didn't talk for a good few months afterwards. I just wish he would've opened up to me, but being the youngest sibling i was generally disregarded. I try not to hold it against him, but it's more difficult than i'd like to admit sometimes.

treading the marish

I hold the brume close to me, but her body’s not like mine 
Plaiting the cordage  
run my hands through the fireweed 
haled out in flume

two eyes, four legs, white scales, sharp fangs,
pitching, dorsal, ivory, rippling 
sleighting, subsumed

when she breached the water
I knew I’d seen something that shouldn't be
but when she breached the water
I felt real

choice_scarf//breach♕♖♗♘♚♛♜♝♞♟dec2011.wav

https://ffm.to/windwatcher

cover art by me

with her wings to the sea, she voyages onward
_____________________

touching the ground
you fell pretty hard, didn't you?
fjording the sound
kindle my claws and i'll come with you
brushing the bound
whistled in burlap it's sowing through
and no-one's in rounds
thistled in furrows i'm folding through

windwatcher, harvest the breadth from the rines
windwatcher, carving your stead in some time
windwatcher, caught all the arrows and climbed 
windwatcher, don't harken to them you'll be fine
windwatcher, cherish the callows in twine
windwatcher, spread both your wings and you'll fly

haunches and hallocks
had lost all the follage 
in bolstering burgeons 
had hauled out the hallage
surfeited solace
i'll foster the foundage
i know it all too well
staves aching but you're holding still

touching the ground
you fell pretty hard didn't you
fjording the sound
kindle my claws and i'll come with you
mooring the crown 
when you had harbored no solitude 
in laurels lain down
i'm done trying hard not to look at you
i know it all too well
staves aching but you're holding still 
unroven catching silt
caudal curled up, exalt shouldered will 
i know it all too well
staves aching but you're holding still
unroven catching silt
caudal curled up, exalt shouldered will

windwatcher, harvest the breadth from the rines
windwatcher, carving your stead in some time
windwatcher, caught all the arrows and climbed 
windwatcher, don't harken to them you'll be fine
windwatcher, cherish the callows in twine
windwatcher, spread both your wings and you'll fly

windwatcher

retiming these guitars was the worst 37 minutes of my life

original: https://soundcloud.com/prestonwoolsey/mend

mend

Back to Then is a song about a fleeting connection that stayed with me over the years — a reminder of how sometimes one small moment can leave a lifetime of echoes. It’s based on a real summer break in Virginia Beach when I was young, when everything felt simple and full of possibility. Sometimes, life moves on before you realize what you’ve lost... and all you can do is look back with gratitude and a little bit of wonder.

Created with AI music tools and Southern storytelling—heartache, healing, and truth woven into every line. Every note and lyric comes from Brook’s memory, brought to life by Hal Bishop and Elle Modell with the Scout Line, musicians and vocalists created in the studio by TopMedia.ai

Back To Then

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