Moths ate the ballast while the captain slept

by rabbitsquirrel

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James Mitcham rabbitsquirrel is highly adept at transmuting emotion into lush, dreamlike soundscapes where insanity is a palpable threat. Favorite track: The absent has more clarity than the present.

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1.	A weight of anticipated chemistry 07:08	lyrics
You moved a piece of hair from the back of my neck Emboldened is the best I can describe your new habits Though it does beg of attention is this a feat of strength or culling are you signal or distance and material You resonate with empty spaces and certain disregard Imagine what you tasted when you cracked the corner and found ten year’s wait an isolated chemistry Your touch travels meridians and proves selfish forces that a steady hand still quakes Stall and face without motion crystalline structures every edge a sensitivity
2.	The most tender of manifold blindness 14:21	lyrics
I am trying mythologies in classic style to explain and excuse what is already happening Failure is my own pride and joy And we will find where this path leads this time And we will learn this time A voice can echo for decades And fall silent in a single night this time You have a habitat in the crease of my eye and you stand next to me and you reach out out to touch and reassure reassure me But I’m not ready to see you out of the corner of my eye I am trying to recall if you visited in the snow but I realize you are better at retracing your steps than I remember
3.	Evenings lit by tallow and reed 14:00	lyrics
"The romanticism of self destruction against the practicality of self preservation The certain beauty in the wilting of a flower watching the petals dry and desiccate into a fragile shell of the past" Will you leave me again crawl back under your tree for me to finish what you halted You light the wick and usher me closer to the table and hold hands between index and thumb our personal junctures a finite expression of all you shift at every decision a cascade of violet edged facets clear to your thin eyes We can feast together you say but are careful not to mention a where or which when
4.	I haven’t the stomach to feed you 09:14	lyrics
I have to ask are you the snake that swallows its lover? Three years ago would I have cleaved my arms? I have the distinct impression that you have sketched this by proxy You caught me off gaurd by your control of pixels I never thought of you beyond nerves and I am starting to realize you may love the cold Was it training or the gathering of strength? When it happens you know I’ll break I have been practicing for longer than appropriate and am fully aware of its nature I am obsessing with borrowed mythologies abstractions of my episodic communities the more points the more complex and the hope that the constellation will be meaningful I rely on dimming stars and the wetting of dry beds to record narrative a purposefully unreliable companion to tell stories of how things shall be This electric ideal we forget fingers for the good of the arm The first mistake is thinking that looking back sees one path when choices are overlaid we choose our trimmings and create words for outside the talk of other branches truth in flecks of mica and distortion a call with different static It is a wonder we can even speak
5.	Staccato enamel and a symmetry of pressure 08:33	lyrics
"Finding a feather of yours tucked between my toes Learning that hanging does not mean you are hung but you still wear it nicely The distraction of the eyes painted on your spine is only when you leave The threadbare trace of camphor on your words You have a taste for more than just fine clothes" Numbers can represent Patterns hold instructions for their creation and resurrection I notice you count marking out intervals and wonder if my own clicking teeth at passing plants was taught as part of my training Anxiety seems to draw you in closer and you are a magnificent teacher when it suits you What is the significance of stepping on a shadow?
6.	The absent has more clarity than the present 10:20	lyrics
"You are circular like your stories I feel your static from over shoulders I have to ask if you are family an easy trouble our similar and trim fingers touched by houseguests of the captain as she sleeps in the crow’s nest You look so much like your friend who watches pantries at night that I imagine you were like him then fell" You were given away by the smell of damp wool are you behind me or have you mastered the blindspot I fear it's the latter from the halo when I open my eyes you perched in front of me steadied with you wisps of arms like the grey of a grid you falter at direct observation
7.	Foundations lost through a needle’s eye 11:06	lyrics
A fearful reparation The bow is in the attic and you spend your time in the crow's nest sleeping The vessel is yawning as the basement thins I've met our new houseguest said hello in the room between obsolescence and archival I said I thought I had met him before he said I was mistaken but that he comes from a large family and I may know his relations Your intent was clear and I found it somehow comforting that you took your character seriously You paint the line thin between cruelties and if this is the natural ebb after a decade's flow Your voice is soft with a sleeve in the mouth and you grin for the coming audit I'll try and wake the captain
8.	And we, a growing matter of diction 14:50	lyrics
A blade of cattail between your teeth you glow over and dust the upper registers Are you shared or are you different at each angle of fissure at each sight, new and unique I can imagine you a moon eyed hydra a head for every window but tell me do you know what else is seen or to each mind its own but I think I know what you are a cutting a sprouting of roots from a severed tail quiet without a chorus of shifted perspective Do you remember me from before Or did that die with my orphan? If you do, then I wonder were you welcomed back with open fingers to teach of soil and sun Is it natural the shedding of faces anemones of their own later repatriated Your visit lasts a lifetime but for company you are the model of ravenous constraint and timing You practiced first and left then to study it is clear your love of irony and a sense of humor to paint the answer across the landscapes and leave your pattern Your enthrall with numbers must have begun as pride tied to a tightening threat the relief when this abstraction seemed to pass only to be recaptured a unit small enough to break down everything and then build up into that which can not otherwise be I keep speaking of your details but know where this story goes please hold me as you walk the speckled yellow stairs

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Moths ate the ballast while the captain slept is the full length debut for rabbitsquirrel. The 90 minute album is structured as a two act play, told through soundscapes and text. Released as both a digital download and a limited edition cassette in hand made packaging.

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released January 7, 2014

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