Sinking Islands
by Absofacto
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Digital Album
Immediate download of 10-track album in your choice of high-quality MP3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.
If you already bought the other singles and just want all the remastered versions, email me over at absofacto.com. Thanks for supporting independent music!Buy Now $8 USD or more
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Limited Edition 180-Gram Vinyl LP w/Screenprinted Jacket & Art Print + Digital Download
Sinking Islands, pressed to a thick slab of classic 180-gram black vinyl, all housed in a gorgeous, stress-textured gatefold jacket featuring design by the Silent Giants and screenprinted by VG Kids. Includes a full-color inner sleeve with all the lyrics, and a new limited edition art screenprint, also designed by the Silent Giants. This is a limited run of 500, and each one is hand-numbered by me.
If you already bought Sinking Islands or All the Songs digitally in the past and would like the vinyl, send me an email at www.absofacto.com/contact-me/ and I'll send you a discount code so you can get it for $18 + shipping. You'll still get another digital download too, so feel free to give it to a friend!
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Sinking Islands CD + Digital Download
Sinking Islands, finally on a physical CD in a digipak in all its uncompressed remastered glory, featuring design by the Silent Giants.
If you bought Sinking Islands or All the Songs digitally in the past and would like the CD, send me an email at www.absofacto.com/contact-me/ and I'll send you a discount code so you can get it for $6 + shipping. You'll still get another digital download too, so feel free to give it to a friend!
Includes immediate download of 10-track album in your choice of high-quality MP3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.Buy Now $12 USD
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No Power T-Shirt + Digital Download of Sinking Islands
The "No Power" artwork on American Apparel 50/50 shirts. Super soft and comfortable like a worn-in vintage shirt, and printed with water-based inks so the print doesn't have that plasticky hard feel (it's also way better for the environment). I'm pretty sure this will be your new favorite shirt.
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The Breath and the Bell
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Gnat Years
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Synthesocietal
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Triangle 3
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Nobody on the Subway
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I'm Gonna Make My Move
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about
This is my first collection of singles, created in this order over the course of about a year. They've been remastered to flow as an album, and it includes two brand new songs.
If you've already bought all the other stuff and just want to get the new remastered versions, send me an email over at absofacto.com and I'll hook you up.
If you've already bought all the other stuff and just want to get the new remastered versions, send me an email over at absofacto.com and I'll hook you up.
credits
released 10 August 2011
All songs written, performed, and produced by Jonathan Visger. Mastered by John Scrip. Cover art designed by Chris Everhart of the Silent Giants.
All songs written, performed, and produced by Jonathan Visger. Mastered by John Scrip. Cover art designed by Chris Everhart of the Silent Giants.
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- Track Name: No Power
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I heard every word you whispered miles away.
Some were obscured, but others struck my good ear plain as day.
The cardiograph beeped a rhythm I could shuffle to.
You beat down the door, but I don't owe you anything anymore,
I'm sure that you're awfully sore,
you won the battle but lost the war.
No one's lording over me now
They ain't got no power over me now
I shot straight off the edge,
I guess the world is flat after all.
That's what they said,
it struck me funny and got lodged inside my head,
replaced the other thoughts I had,
it's too much to comprehend. - Track Name: The Breath and the Bell
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I can hear you straight through the wall,
the breath and the bell.
Your sigh shook my fragile frame like a sub bass boom.
Even now I store what comes through
deep in my shoulderblades. - Track Name: Gnat Years
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A year in a day.
I wake to the spring, watch summer fade to gray,
and sleep to the fall.
Two bumps on my spine.
I thought that I might grow wings and learn to fly,
but they didn't sprout.
I wouldn't know where to go if they did come out,
so maybe it's just as well. Oh well.
There's beauty I found,
just watching the light streak as you rush around
three hundred and sixty five times faster than
I can perceive.
It bends and it breaks into pieces, and through the cracks
I can decode meaningless sounds.
I'm holding myself to lower standards.
Nothing to expect now, I hope, I hope.
I'm living my life in gnat years.
I'm living my life in gnat years.
I made a boo coo buck getting loose with the juicer
as my orchid wife sits wilting softly on the sill.
My tiny brain's wick's thirst quenched by the wax
and my true love's flicker's getting brighter ever day.
I want to scratch out the message on your reading glass lens
but my time's almost up and I don't quite remember what it is.
A year in a day, a year in a day. - Track Name: Synthesocietal
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under the ground i built a blue silence
safe from the sound of you distant stomping titans.
we mined the time, i'm gonna waste it my way
not living on your sinking islands.
and on the walls i'll carve the answers clearly,
no lies at all,
no future ancient bullshit riddles to solve.
aiming for the core, we slowly tunnel through,
closing all the old doors to open up the new.
i found a new way, synthesocietal.
my trouble hides away inside this perfect logic structure,
and fits so easily in my pocket. - Track Name: Triangle 3
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Ooh ooh ooh,
You're easy to love, like a triangle wave.
All your harmonics are odd. - Track Name: Nobody on the Subway
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There goes someone that nobody knows
Nobody on the subway
Nobody in the winter
Nobody with a flashlight
Nobody on the subway
Nobody at all
Great news catalog tenement
mailbox twisting in the window
halfway home
don't know when to walk away
don't want to know when to walk away
There goes someone that nobody knows
Nobody in a foreign land
Nobody by a window
Nobody who's a ghost now
Nobody on the subway
Nobody at all
Concrete denizens overtone
gardeners leaving by the busload
blue skies won
sounds like something I would say
don't want to know when to walk away
don't want to know when to walk away
I dunno, something in the world could know you,
but all in all nothing that I am aware of knows you now. - Track Name: Whose Side Are You On Anyway?
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I've got to change my ways
Too many times, you just string me along
Pass by the window, what's in it for me?
Just some notes on your palm to read
Whose side are you on anyway?
You've got to get back to the water
I know my lines in the sand washed away
So I've got to, I've got to change my ways
They threw the whole mess into the ocean
While filling out forms, fulfilled some fictional chores
Now I've got to change my ways
A cheaper suit or a handful of days
Blessed all the blank walls as they fall
Was it some rule you said could bend?
Or some corners to cut again?
Whose side are you on anyway?
You've got to get back to the water
I know my lines in the sand washed away
Now I've got to change my ways - Track Name: Punch Drunk on Black Mold
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I am sitting in the back with a jar of fire ants
picking my teeth with a razor blade
I know you'll be back any day
Waiting around, I found a couple of crazy sounds
but then they up and walked away
that's how I know it's finally safe to say
that you are never ever coming back
I know you're never ever coming back
Punch drunk on black mold
I broke a finger cause I'm getting too old
and though it wasn't mine to begin with
it looked enough like mine that I felt it
It's too cool to be a school, it's too dark to be a park
I'm not quite sure where I am
but to be honest I don't give a damn
because I know now that you are never coming back
I don't care about anything else cause you're never coming back
I don't know what to do now that you're never coming back
And I saw one little ray of light sneak under the door
like hope in a movie
or an angel in a dusty book
oh page eleventeen, spirit me away from here
I am sitting in the back with an empty jar, aah!
Cutting the ropes with the razor blade
sawing the bars with a thing I made
breaking the locks and iron braids
run in a straight line for days and days and days
Cause I know you aren't coming back
I can't believe it's true, are you really never coming back?
I don't know what to do now that you are never ever coming back
I don't care about anything else cause you're never ever coming back - Track Name: Feathers (Don't Change on Me)
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Hold still
You're exactly where I need you to be,
in among the wings.
The moon can rise but they won't fly home.
Some might try, but they're too old.
They used to come and go in waves,
apropos of nothing I could base my resolution on,
although a hole would appear
like a jigsaw puzzle in a mirror.
I tried a thousand different forms but until yours, not one fit quite right.
Far and wide,
any bird I've ever heard of is here,
interlocked and wove.
They fold around and they frame you right,
just like some Escher might draw.
They used to come in go in waves,
apropos of nothing but a chain of numbers on a page
I lost a long time ago in the maelstrom, oh, it's how it goes.
I tried a thousand different forms but until yours nothing fit quite right.
When it rains it pours, but all that comes down are feathers,
and if you jump off that cliff, you'll only gonna land in feathers,
and if you walk out that door, your body'll turn into feathers,
I tried it all once before, and it changed me forever.
So don't change on me,
don't change on me now - Track Name: I'm Gonna Make My Move
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I'm gonna make my move
I'm gonna tell you what is what
And when I set that truth free,
it's gonna make a couple moves for me.
It's gonna run run run run run
through your veins like a high school senior
through the halls as one last bell tone reverberates
off tiles and plates and smiles, so...
I'm gonna make my move
I've got my cereal spoon and a new moon
scratching at your heel
I'll tunnel through eventually,
just wait and see
I'm gonna run run run run run
through your veins like Joan of Arc
into your heart with a mad hope
I lost a lot but I got you caught
I'm living in your lung, it's my national park
I love you so damn much that my face is numb
I'm camping in your lung, it's my national park
I love you so damn much that my whole world has been devoured by the dark
