linoleum sessions

by roomtemp

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02:54
2.
03:09
3.
03:39
4.
03:24
5.
04:12

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released June 9, 2016

recorded & produced by Erik Cameron

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roomtemp Chicago, Illinois

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

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Track Name: Goose
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
Track Name: Ordinary
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
Track Name: Roadkill
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)
Track Name: Form
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.
Track Name: It's Real
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)