Songs Set To Music (Revised)

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2002's Songs Set To Music with tracklist revision. Recorded in high school. Original version is a bonus with full download; change the extension from mp4 to zip to unpack the files.

This album is very lo-fi. Frequencies were boosted to extremely high levels at the ranges harshest to human ears.

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released June 30, 2002

Spencer Owen: drum loops on ROBOT CHILD

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Goodbye The Band is a collaboration between one human and a computer.

Thanks to Spencer, Morgan, Michael, Julia, Jamie, KE.

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Track Name: Everybody Waiting Outside
Wouldn't want to fake too much, fake too much of a panic attack
I ate too much, I ate too much of my panic attack
Panic attack arrested for attacking Miss America
Everyone in the beauty pageant giving into mass hysteria

And everybody waiting outside
Everybody made of raincoat leather
Everybody waiting outside
Everybody made of raincoat weather

And the door is unlocked, unlocked by a defrocked priest
He's said he's setting me up, setting me up for a cease and desist
He's not letting me out, letting me out although I insist
I've got the door unlocked, I've cocked up a real big fist

And everybody waiting outside
Everybody made of raincoat leather
Everybody waiting outside
Everybody made of raincoat weather

Everybody shifty eyes think I'm clever
I've got the door unlocked I'm unsure of the weather
Track Name: Statue City
"My knees are weak," he said, "and my weakness is your knees
I've fallen over backwards, will you help me fall on my face please?
I'd like to live in a city someday, a city made of me
And so the city will be a statue, will be
And the statue will start talking, will start walking with weak knees, made out of me."

"My dreams are weak," he said, "and my weakness is your dreams
I've spent nights watching you, moving about in your mind with ease
I'd like to live in a city, a city made out of the breeze
When the wind blows, everyone reappears
This is not certain, the air does not care who it will please
When the air is calm, we'll just be lost at sea."