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High Score Blackout

by The Love X Nowhere

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1.
you know she wants to show you her crystal ball high fence in winter snowflakes begin to fall dog tracks lead toward the barn where we’ll lay our heads and dream of sunny oceans far away tonight rest my sweet for tomorrow’s retreat
2.
din 03:37
pray, do tell where'd you go and what'd you see? i saw light, sweet light breaking up in front of me it's no ordinary light no ordinary soul man i could stay all day chasing shadows in my mind flow and flower blooming deep inside of me it's no ordinary light no ordinary soul extraordinary life extraordinary soul i see their faces in snowy black and white they come from the static, come from the universal mind comin' up and you're never dry, comin' up and you're never late for nothin' prey, hunt well in this season of retreat cast your line through the riches of the deep it's no ordinary light no ordinary soul this extraordinary life extrordinary soul
3.
sleep sound as our future drowns as we bleed the wound of the elephant in the room he who know the lie knows he can’t survive without the consent of fools and god as rule in the name of greed we have spent our eternity gone, as the story goes the few had so much but the many will live so long who in the northern time when the walls come down and we see the mirror who with a heavy heart and the bleeding scars of our lost innocence sometimes trouble speaks to me tells me not to to breathe, tell me I am the one to blame shame and all the rest hereby I confess to a life where my second best was good enough no I didn’t fight for the ones who weren’t strong themselves and Love was just a word never raised my fist to defend what it’s really worth who in the northern time when the wall come down and we see the mirror who with a heavy heart and the bleeding scars of our lost innocents who in the northern time when the power’s out and we free the prison who with a loving touch and the greenest thumb will restore our derring do? if there’s hope for the flowers we must try to find all the ones that have been led astray if there’s hope for the flowers we must try to help all the ones that have been led astray
4.
terra fuego 04:02
all backed up on the interstate and we ran out of gasoline better stack 'em up! 8.5 on the richter scale seemed liked the sky was caving in you can't stitch that up! we see an off-shore build up of a plastic tide about the size of texas now you can't clean that up, clean it up! (chorus) storm takes land and the levee breaks we see the bodies floating by they didn't give a fuck! death winds howl across the oil fields the burning columns in the sky oh, man, that's messed up! we see a meth lab dumpin' by the riverside all the monkey's shoot it up, don't shoot that up! you know you couldn't care less my mother's face is a mess her lungs are clear cut i don't want to be your agent it's really down to the wire our only home is on fire ain't gonna end well i don't want to be your agent ice caps melt into the atmosphere and all the bears will have to swim maybe we will too we will too swim against the side of you (chorus)
5.
the gyre 03:02
& you’re asking why synergy operates on the level that it does w the pavement crumbling & breaking, static AM fuzz on radios & car alarms pigeons fly out, smoking wreckage, stolen memory + saints like living on mars or worse bloodstained water-towers or the litter of what doesn’t fit static radio fuzz on the dial while vadic kids maintain hunches this barbarism’s real on bombed-out mattresses stealing selling frozen chords & diseased roses, plastic vadic orations & a whole wall of TVs, a whole circuit underlying this city, rotten in front of its perforations & seams w boards going up & miles of debris, oceans of stolen poison holding memory, split-second decision cards & barred storefronts, thinking any of this might be free or tossed under buses, lost information & memory cards, flash drives & USB sticks flickers of light in minor alleyways trucks go by & tricks of the light better to lie in wait, state one life at a time, or wine & pills, a gun—the sun, now brown, creeping—in broken windows & faced with pacing of walking & smoking, cigarettes, pink jet-trails fails lit chainlink fences, plastic bags, the failure of what falls thru the cracks. Or grows there, pitch-black thinking broken thoughts in thin air lots gets done on streets unseen windows & sightlines, night’s getting on & closing cracks & packs of people dispersed daily rituals & permutations, calculations of exchange a range of treatments for those to be confined, living in closed houses powerless behind fences stencilled lines & leaving in fragments & places with signs, train yards & terminals sliding into radio slogans & shape-shifters in public boulevards, palm trees yawning into troubling schisms & visions the blind see only this world & the mad & diseased unable or unwilling to deal with the grind are confined, in the wheel, spinning thoughts & pollutions, watched in their stations the desolate locations out of joint machinations sidelining traces there is a new cross in the wind—it is our minds, imagination, will lost in the fire & what rough his hour in the houses & outer borroughs where by helicopter where by flashlight ghosts hide, those unseen by public libraries & all-night fast food shops slinks what rough to write Cocaine or Acts of Youth whose hearts are fastened to dying animals & rising out of fire bare, present something like a gyre to the night & in flight there, return & return to where the great animals are caged deadened, to sit by belatedly write the end of things, what yet has come to pass—forthcoming— with pitiless gaze on typewriter or faltering in handwritten rage a defiance—against which— scraps of trash in a widening wind, our minds the sacraments & commandments to dreaming begin in thin air over skylines suddenly as total wrecks, no memory again, nerves & asylums cut & forged of stolen words barred split visions from dreaming on pages, lost— woe to the homeless who are out on this night criminal elements subdivide the mind smoke rings & blocked thoughts in rented rooms the fire you set you let destroy you peels back the edges pages crack at their endings who by helicopter who by attack dog fine smashed port wine bottle all excess is thine in this doomed court shifting time where no acceleration is left unmatched all sped-up reason lessons refined to their granules instrumentalized the dark in his youth alone cannot hear but follows the low stitching of the singing, going slightly out of control, what rough acts born to eclipse even the night bear down their thin force to be hidden
6.
take a look at yourself take a look it's the only one you gotta figure it out figure out what can't be it's a matter of taste if you don't know then i'll introduce you mirror meet your face so what now? if you wanna dance with the big boys, baby there's hardly not a second to lose you better get off your ass you lucky son of a bitch you know your problems are always self-made that's a hell of a hitch try crawling out of that monkey stuck in a ditch stick around and we'll see what happens maybe make us all rich or just disappointed if you gotta problem with the spotlight, baby better pack it in right now, 'cause you ain't got no game if you gotta problem with the spotlight, baby better pack it it in right now and if you want to dance with the big boys maybe i can show you how conditions worsen over time another monkey on the vine no more room for yours and mine
7.
twilight mourning afternoon all through the night till daybreak breaks again the promises we made to go to sleep it gives me pause I must re-think fireside sparks vacation on their spiral flights faces of friends who dared to watch the ocean getting tossed and all the birds that soar aloft on our watch in this love there’s no turning back hold it up, upon your crown I will make my stand cool out, never much for conversation bracing up, fill the cup relax and wonder watch the readies roll, you know you never had control…. until now in this love there’s no turning back hold it up, upon your crown I will make my stand
8.
knockoff 03:38
hey! don't sleep your life away don't waste another day under his spell gotta try and break with these blitzkrieg philosophies these para-normalities this medicine show awake turn on your vibe machine knock off some pretty dreams while there's still time hey b! hiding behind the blinds dust off those steely eyes 'cause there's so much to see fate it's mostly up to you but what are you gonna do when he turns out the lights? gotta try and stay awake turn on your vibe machine knock off some pretty dreams 'cause yesterday's gone make real possibilities out of rare opportunities don't wait! patiently by your side feels good to feel alive now that yesterday's gone
9.
10.
the diz 02:24
bone crackin' mind dissolvin' what's it take to drown out the siren's screaming endlessly caught up in hue, man no black or white your shades of grey have no place in this light shave your time away take another week today just do me a favor please make it good tonight all of your friends have the same disease groping the darkness for some release goddamn self-conciousness leave us be your indiscretions got us on our knees shave your time away take another week today just do me a favor please make it good tonight you're cold but not unkind it takes a lot to just unwind so do me a favor wind it up tight tonight
11.
gooseberry 07:29
so long my friend the road calls you back with your wife and daughter you now go leaving us to sing your own song you always had a twinkle in your eye reminding me it’s good to be alive there’s darkness now where your light shone as sunset brings the first night that you are gone the secret smile you wear is a sign of undying faith to ride the rising tide a penny paid for golden sticks a child to learn her daddy’s soft parade

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released March 24, 2009

the love x nowhere is:
mie araki
brett chulada
michael chulada
yukimasa kasuya
gabriel leis

recorded and mixed by justin phelps
ara anderson – trumpet and glockenspiel
sam bass – string arrangements and cello
carla kihlstedt – violin

all songs written and performed by the love x nowhere. all words by brett chulada and gabriel leis, except the gyre, written and performed by jason morris and tlxn.
recorded by justin phelps at tiny telephone and hyde st. studio c, sf. mixed by justin phelps at hawthorne bridge recording co., portland or. additional engineering and programming by mark pistel at room 5, sf. additional engineering by gabriel leis at the kitchen, in his kitchen and the rondo room. mastering by jj golden at golden mastering, ventura, ca. original artwork by seiko tachibana, kindly reprinted by permission of the artist. design and layout by chie.

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