Selves

by Misty Aeons

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The first full-length album by Misty Aeons, for free download and streaming.

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released 28 August 2014

All songs written and produced by Caleb Neubauer.

String quartet arrangements on 1 by Caleb Neubauer. Brass quintet arrangements on 9 by Erik Jarvis.
Additional collaborative arrangements by Marta Andelson on 1; Justin Carter on 1; Jacob Cohn on 2; Tom Earnest on 1, 2, 3, 7, 8, and 9; Vadim Fainberg on 7 and 9; Katie In on 3 and 9; Drew Johnson on 3, 7, and 8; Vincent Kelley on 1 and 9; Ethan Kenvarg on 5; Michael Maiorana on 6; Leah Meyer on 2; Ian Neubauer on 6; Karin Stein on 1; Laurel Tuggle on 6; and Yang West and Chloe Yates on 8.

Recorded at Ooraloo Studios (drifting) in Grinnell, IA, and Bend, OR.
Additional recording took place at Yorick Studio in Omaha, NE, by Justin Carter and Erik Jarvis; in Bozeman, MT; and remotely from Chicago, IL, by Katie In and Ethan Kenvarg.

Mixed by Caleb Neubauer at Yorick Studio in Omaha, NE.
Mastered by Jake Munson Sound in Seattle, WA.

Illuminated monotypes and artwork design by Caleb Neubauer.

Selves by Misty Aeons is licensed under a Creative Commons
Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License (2014).

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Track Name: Lonelyhaiku
CRASH—and
my hand’s broken
in the sand

But I stand
up and extend
my eyes to

The horizon
and watch the crows
explode

One hundred and
nine degrees…
Such abrupt a turn

In this reverse
I fail to see
the benefit

And though I may
walk in circles
I know this much at least:

You cannot
suppress
a notion

You cannot
oppress
an ocean

And you cannot
repress
me
Track Name: Still Home?
Polyrhythmic crickets went silent when I passed by
so I’ll mind my step
Unaccustomed to the sound of quiet since you passed on
You left your step
I can’t find your step

But are you still home?
I thought I saw purple glints in your hair that weren’t there
But how could I know?
I’d just like to see if it’s time for your petals to unfold

Looking through some photographs you left behind
I have tried to find the rest
Polyrhythmic crickets await your sound
if you’re found
Just mind your step, just mind your step

But now that I’m home I couldn’t leave if I tried
‘Cause I’m still home, I’ll wait awhile
till it’s time to tell what’s been untold:

When I was with you I glowed like the
dark air just before the headlights crest
Track Name: Sun Scream
I took a walk along the power lines
slicked with sunshine
and watched the kids gape at
their screaming suns
for they couldn’t wait till dark
to start the sparks
but neither can you

And you’ve got pocketfuls of particles
but I’ve got none
so rest your head on someone else’s knee
and do it quickly
‘cause I’m not ready for you
I can’t be ready for you
and you’re not ready for me

Your son is screaming in the living room
Won’t you tend to him?
Don’t pretend you don’t hear him call
Hear him crying from behind these paper walls
I know it’s hard
I know it’s so hard
I know you’ve been barred
and that I’ve scarred you

Don’t let go
Don’t let go of me
I will try to release you

Which leaves me:
the longest light who teases
the shortest night it precedes
And you:
the butterfly between
sole and sun-soaked concrete
Track Name: June Apathy
On the steel and in the stones
brushing fingers ‘gainst your wrist
Swinging legs and thick shadows
your choreographies condense

And your forehead’s numbing
from the fracture of a thought
as the transatlantic
bridges cool and fall apart

You don’t know how this all came to be
but it feels so far from ordinary

‘Cause you are not immune
to an apathetic June
And while it’s not opportune
it’s an apathetic June

‘Cause you are not immune
to this apathetic June
So few of us are immune
to an apathetic June

Pencils snap and ivories
cut my fingers as they perch
The paper’s blank, a lack of ink
won’t let a melody emerge

The sun is hidden
while our faces lose their glow
And the notes will fade in
approaching monochrome

And how did all of this even come to be?
‘cause it feels so far from ordinary

But I am not immune
to an apathetic June
Few of us are immune
to an apathetic June

Yeah we are not immune
to this apathetic June
So we will wait and see
if July brings something new
Track Name: Monday Storms
The chokecherry keeps reminding me
that we’re nearing the end of this season
And you may trim the violet clean
but August simply cannot be outrun

Mahogany blushes as it’s soaked with rain
A deepening stain
The house, encased, surveys the afternoon
In exile, I found fields were best viewed from
the fraying edges of the setting sun

The driftwood there, atop the stool—
it found its place, no need to resume
floating in the sea
Soon we will anchor just the same
We’ll wash ashore
as ancient remains of coastal trees

Monday storms wet our eyes
but fail to wear down tangible time
Monday storms compromise
but who would let them break our ties?

You or I?
Track Name: Don't Let Your Gaze Leave Mine
Don’t let your eyes leave mine, dear
Don’t let your gaze leave mine, dear

Don’t let your hands leave mine, dear
Don’t let your grip leave mine, dear

Don’t let your heart leave mine, dear
Don’t let your love leave mine, dear
Track Name: Voice/Breaths
Your voice is not how I expected, how I expected
But until now, I hadn’t heard it, I’d never heard it
So I will listen, I will notice how we become
accustomed to each other’s timbre

While you fumble off, you fumble off the field

Your voice is not how I expected, not how I’d left it
You tell me that you haven’t chosen, you didn’t decide yet
But if you’d calm down, we could make waves
Yeah if you’d just come ‘round, I could take you to a new place

But you crumple up, you crumple up in fear
But you crumble in, you crumble in your fear
So I stumble out, I stumble out of here
Yeah I stumble out, I stumble out of here
and I let you breathe in and out

Till you turn to me, and swallow up your fear
and we tumble off, we tumble off the pier