Gabriel picks the dirt from the cracks
in his hands from the last thirty years
as he dips them into the Vaseline
sees the fissures beginning to bleed
into the white like he’s signing his name
onto the face of the common soil!the common soil!
Sedona’s not the common soil!
Now he’s getting lightheaded
a false sense of motion that terminates here
on the bed with two coins to cover his eyes
for the energy master
Something shifts in this sleep
Shifts like parting clouds
Light cast on a mortal soul
Dead weight in the chapparal
You get so weak you start to doubt your talent
(One more song to ring through the heavens)
So long Urantia
(One more song to purge the aggression)
(From the primal earth, primal earth, Sedona’s not the primal earth)
This is the earthquake you have long been promised
If the Bright and Morning Star gets scared away
If everyone you know is also laid to waste
Will you still get to have a birthday party?
Maybe you don’t know this happens every day
The world you’ve built exists to take you away
It’s a passenger, passenger, passenger, passenger plane
Iowa-via-New Jersey bassist and songwriter works through alienation and helplessness through surging, introspective indie rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 13, 2022
Gentle ambient music inspired by two decades of living in Los Angeles conceals a sense of joy within its mournful tones. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 9, 2020