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The Future’s Going Down

The Future’s Going Down

Billie Howard- violin
Scott Rutledge- words
Jeff Libersher- guitar, keys, bass, vocals
Charlie Werber- drums
Thymme Jones- vocals, moog, words, drums

Mastered by Todd Rittmann

I’m hiding
I’m lying
I’m a superficial wound
I’m a superficial wound
I’m full of shit
I’m full of shit

I’m a superficial wound
I’m a superficial wound
I’m a super future wound
I’m a stupid future wound
The future is an oozing wound
The future is an oozing wound
The future wears a frown
The future wears a frown
The future’s going down
The future’s going down
The future’s going down

Not Place

Not Place

Thymme Jones- drums, trumpet, nord, b-vox, moog, tambourine, recorder, melodica
Laura Boton- vocals
Alex Perkolup- bass, guitar
Nora Barton- cello
Scott Rutledge- words

Mastered by Todd Rittmann

there’s no other
side to the mirror
only what you
imagine
lies beyond

the further you go
the faster you get there

I pass right
through you
going
nowhere
for now
that I’ve found what’s true
there’s no
other

there’s no
other
side to the mirror
only what you
imagine

colors all around
swirling to the sound
patterns come unbound
lifting off the ground
further than
nowhere

now that I’ve
found what is true

6/18/22 Bits O’ Dowse

6/18/22. The Hideout. Chicago, IL.

Bits O’ Dowse
Cory Bengtsen- keys, e-sax
Jeff Libersher- guitar
Thymme Jones- drums
Mike Hagedorn- trombone
Alex Perkolup- bass
DroneLayer- keys, vocals
Ross Feller- soprano sax
Peter Muschong- guitar
Nils Frykdahl- vocals

For Each Other

For Each Other
 
Wyatt- vocals
Jeff Libersher- guitar, keys, bass, b-vox
Katie Klocke- violin
Nora Barton- cello
Mike Hagedorn- trombone
Thymme Jones- drums, b-vox, trumpet, guitar, moog

Mastered by Todd Rittmann

For Each Other
 
we are buried
where we were born
under the stars an ancient
crown of glory
to shine our way home

we never lived
long enough to
know why the limbs reach above
and the roots dig below
hallowed ground
 
midnight wayside
moonlit flowers
 
(You are not here. I look around and I see that you are not here.
This is where we agreed. But you are not here. I’ll wait right here.)
 
marvel at the forest
see how tall they grow
dig your feet into the ground
all the way below
this is how they grow
all the way below
 
midnight wayside rendezvous
where I take my life for you
moonlit flowers in the snow
when you find what I left behind
you will let me go
 
death is not a metaphor
when it comes to dying
lie beneath the canopy
and close your eyes
for this is now your dream of death
to die for me