Surgery

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Folded up inside this letter to myself
In the next life
I'll put the screws that hold me tight

Remind that stranger how to break out of his skin
And realize
Our limits are our definitions

The doctor said
His muscle broke his own arm
This is the lesson
When will he learn his lesson?

Shadier trees have led to this rare skin disease
An allergy to reality

Patiently waiting for the moment to reveal
Its perfection
Illuminate the path and be healed in the firelight

His muscle broke his own arm
This is the lesson
When will he learn his lesson?

Are these dreams my own? it's hard to say
Some are real
And some are printed on my DNA
It's hard to think
While radio and micro waves slice through my head
Slow and steady win the race
The race?
I've lost the will
I've lost the track
And the rabbit's far ahead

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from The Crenshaw, released October 15, 2016

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The Crenshaw Portland, Oregon

Andrew Jones- voice, upright bass and electronics
Christopher Johnedis- drums and triggers.
The Crenshaw can allude to tensely repetitive footwork and juke beats, explosive art rock, ambient minimalism and delicate free improvisation all in the span of 3 minute songs that employ stuttery drums, warped synths, dastardly bass/voice counterpoint and self-effacing or darkly humorous lyrics. ... more

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