1. |
Shake, Shiver, Shout
04:19
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Beyond the forcefield
Of a really dumb spell…
Worse than taking a life
Is to give someone hell
Shake and shiver
Shake and shiver, shout
Any measure
Any way to get out
Caught in the weeds
Where you began
You forget where you came from
From the salt
From the rains
From the dust
Whence you came
Shake and shiver
Shake and shiver, shout
We’ve been held up for days
Where to run to?
I haven’t a clue
Do you?
©TRAVIS KEATS ROSS (Revelator Rosz)
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2. |
Terraform
04:48
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We were dead stars
Then we were bone
Atoms floating in the blackest cold
Our atoms moaned
Between the folds of shadows
Or so I was told
The groans bellowed in a rhythmic pace
Binding our drones
Splintered in space
Terraforming to your mother’s pulse
As it races
To be and breathe
But you can’t win
To yell and grieve
You can’t win
Even after all the luck it took
For you to win back then
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3. |
Neither / Neither
03:44
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I went and bit it when I was nine
Home alone, electrified
Fade to black
No, fade to white
The TV static was alive
Never odd
Never even
Never odd or even
Suddenly my home’s a desert
But that was always true before
And though these new walls
they may be crooked
At least they’re quiet
with no phantoms absorbed in the boards
Neither present nor comatose
Neither ghost nor live host
In between the static of a perfect picture
Is the past, is the future, lies the…
Unseen atmosphere caught up in the snare
Existing neither here
Existing neither there
Can’t sense the feeling
Bias isn’t there
Apathy is excess
and luck is always fair
Unseen atmosphere existing neither here nor there
Never odd
Never even
Never odd or even
©Travis Keats Ross 2017
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4. |
The NEW Police
00:36
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5. |
Black Tom
03:24
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Black tom was a wounded man
Before he had a deft hand
Never prone to violence
But angry since the world began
How do grown folks keep on going
When they’re not yet dead
But laying on the floor
From a life they know’s a hoax
Do they straighten their bones
Tidy their homes?
Or bask in the light of the coming unknown?
When the fog settles to haze
And the heartbeat’s calming
In a luminous moon phase
Horizons are dawning
This is what old Black Tom said
When asked about the curse
Of the young man’s death:
How could he die
When he was not alive?
That is far more of a complex hex
In a luminous moon phase
Horizons are dawning
Oh, Black Tom
Black tom was a wounded man
Before he had a deft hand
Never prone to violence
But angry since the world began
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6. |
DIM #23 (Druja)
01:00
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7. |
Tzim-Tzum
03:15
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They come and go
They build monuments of elevated woe
They creep and crawl
From the dregs of tired cities
When they fall
After the flood
When the rain buries all the week ones
You can never come out
They dim the Tzim Tzum
Hey, don’t float away
Just be tethered to the place
Where your unseen awaits
I lie awake
In the drift
Somnambulant
Yet present in a twist
Just a ghost in a quiet place
I dim my mind to see your fate
I lie awake
In the drift
Somnambulant
More present in a twist
Maybe I’m fucking crazy
But I can’t tell what they’re there for anymore
Sorry, it doesn’t phase me
I’m more disconnected than I was before
Dim the Tzim Tzum
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8. |
Dead?
01:59
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9. |
The Final Girl
03:52
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Raised in the wake
Of her father’s mistakes
Her bones evidence
Of his past regrets
She hears him cursing while he prays
Beneath the neon rays
That read Jesus Saves
She thought, what a petty absolution
To be within
But he takes her in his grave
To be without
But he takes her in his grave
Another final girl
Running from the world
“I’m not the final girl!”
To you the Narrows are filled with unheard
The deep ground underbelly of the absurd
To her it’s a means to make an honest earth
Behind her, now without God’s words
She’s not the final girl
Running from the world
But she keeps on running, always running
Sleeping under street lights
Underneath the star shine
This is what freedom looks like
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10. |
DIM #33 (The NON)
01:07
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11. |
Hexorcism
03:37
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All the crooked cops
Turning blind eyes for a dime
Selling out their virtues
Like they're dealing out price guides
And they would rid us all
If they could even run
But why run at all?
You can't escape a gun, no
Swarming in the mines
Of the culturally refined
The less we hex
The more we have sunshine
And you could keep it all
All your fancy lives
All your cold drinks
Let the rats and the bats
And the other pests that
You tried to snuff
Band together, had enough
Of those bones you've thown
Try to relish in our groans
Band together, had enough
Leave us alone
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SPARE ∴ SPELLS Portland, Oregon
Keats Ross (of DAKOTA SLIM / Revel Rosz of We The Hallowed)
Ren Branstetter (The Soothsingers)
Joel Hatmaker
Justin Shelpp
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