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linoleum sessions

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1.
Goose 02:54
Head in the trees, I’m stuck chasing your sound You’re flying past, I’m trapped here on the ground Cold creepin in, and longing for escape Seasons have passed, all that’s left is the shakes We’re on different paths Some flee and some stay Perhaps we will pass When the sun heads our way I follow the winds, and I like living loose But I’m not as free or as fast as a goose. I’m not gonna pine Don’t grow around here In any case, We will all disappear How do we do how do we ever know oh oh oh Wherever we may, wherever we want, wherever we will want to go oh oh oh We’re losing our tracks, and the dark closes in You follow the sun, we make warmth from within You’re guided by stars and polarized light We lose our north, with the city in sight We’re on different paths Some flee and some stay Perhaps we will pass When the sun heads our way Goose, goose goose. gooooooooooooooooooose [cacaphony of geese] I’m not gonna pine Don’t grow around here In any case We will all disappear
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Ordinary 03:09
Ordinary is more than another word for the everyday (Berlant) Everyday I hike through this concrete jungle Sometimes this city looks like it could eat me alive Other times it's the image of beauty. Urban spaces that seem empty at first glance Replete with dive bars and money loaning banks Yesterday you were out biking around the park Your lack of innocence got to the heart Chorus: Of why I seem to, Retreat and run back to you, Retreat and run back to you Traffic hibernates on a Sunday Numbness in my vision and a tingling in my limbs City ghosts howl like Church bells in the distance You hold so much space for others I don't know where you store all of your memories This clock strikes eleven Over and over again Chorus: That’s why I keep on, waiting for the world to end, waiting for the world to end Bridge: “Intuition is where affect meets history” (Berlant 2011, 52) Structures of feeling accreting through time An atmosphere charged with a sense of trying to catch up Overdetermined, overdetermined "Old ironwork, trams red as fire-engines, Mahogany bars with balustrades of polished brass; Brickyards in deserted alleys Where the wind was the only street cleaner; A city that pushed continually upwards" (Levi Strauss) As you pushed continually at me An impasse shaped by crisis Is our ordinary Chorus That’s why I keep on, waiting for the world to end, waiting for the world to end
3.
Roadkill 03:39
I saw dead deer in Nebraska All along the interstate I saw dead deer in Nebraska As I was driving half awake Road kill, road kill Before the body decomposes Legs erect up in the air Frozen in these different poses And nobody seems to care Enough to stop, enough to stop CHORUS: How is it that the sky is so much bigger around here? (x2) Down in Southern Colorado They blow holes right through the rock So that you and I may travel And the air is full of invisible shocks To your system, shocks to your system Fighting over what counts as sacred In the New Mexican deserts The basins are lined with well pads And up ahead, is that a mountain Or is that the horizon, or is that the horizon ? CHORUS: How is it that the sky is so much bigger around here? (x2) Bridge: Ohhhhhhhhhh (like with the melody) Switchback, so close to the edge Switch back, sometimes I get scared Switchback, so close to the edge Switch back, sometimes I get scared It’s hard to imagine That this place used to be an ocean Now they’re sucking up the dead life For their energetic potion Drill, baby drill. Drill, baby drill In another life as dinosaurs This might have been the spot Where we’d settle down and make a home Midst the volcanic rock Shock, to your system. Shock, to your system CHORUS: How is it that the sky is so much bigger round here? (x2) And how is it that the sky is so full of secrets round here? (x2)
4.
Form 03:24
It’s a problem of form I don’t know what I want Which patterns to sediment And which to unknot It’s a problem of choice Too little, too much The one and the many And I’ve had enough of this (for now) It’s a question of scale How much time will it take To unravel the distance This distance we came? Urgently, there’s a sense of urgency But we’ve got all the time (love) we’ve got all the time It’s a matter of when You’ll come around here again If I knew maybe then I’d follow you for a while Oh it’s a matter of when To finally call the question Should we give this a shot? Should we give this a shot, (or what?) Urgently, there’s a sense of urgency But we’ve got all the time (love) we’ve got all the time Except when we don’t.
5.
It's Real 04:12
You can’t see it from a plane You can’t see it from a satellite You can’t see it from a plane You can’t see it from a satellite But you and I both know it’s real, you and I both know it’s real Do you remember when We used to play out in the school yard? Do you remember how I’d make you laugh so ha-aaa--rrd But you and I both know it’s real, you and I both know it’s real Chorus: They don’t believe me, they don’t believe me when I say, that I want to be here, that I want to be here anyway (x2) In retrospect it all makes sense We gravitated to the sidelines Always straddling that fence We were never ones to make up our minds But you and I both know it’s real, you and I both know it’s real In retrospect it all makes sense You looked so good in that bowtie And you asked me what it meant To tell a truth that was also a lie And you and I both know it’s real, you and I both know it’s real Chorus: They don’t believe me, they don’t believe me when I say, that I want to be here, that I want to be here anyway (x2) Bridge: instrumental Despite all the radiation That our bodies endure You can’t see it in the infra-red Anymore than through the backroom door But you and I both know it’s real, you and I both know it’s real If there were another indication Of those secrets you wear on your sleeve It would be the explanations That you provide as your cue to leave And you and I both know it’s real, you and I both know it’s real Chorus: They don’t believe me, they don’t believe me when I say, that I want to be here, that I want to be here anyway (x2)

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released June 9, 2016

recorded & produced by Erik Cameron

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roomtemp is aylon, carly, sonia, clara and lily. we are friends, scholars, and workers in chicago's hyde park.

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