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by Humboldt

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2.
Slow Drag 01:54
The boy is dragging his heels again He's sulking and he knows it And it doesn't change a thing But oh no, they see you again And oh no, they remember Sometimes you feel near invisible, That your career of introspection Eats with the ants on the apple core A feast
3.
No Friction 02:43
4.
Spider Fight 01:54
5.
She reeks of complicity She adores the tension that ruins me She is all theory and wasted on everyone If I thought time would make you mine Then I'd not stir or breathe a word She droops from botched opportunities And comes to me when I'm tired and out of it She is native to the mistake That hangs like a fat lip from my intentions If I thought time would make you mine Then I'd concede that it's not me
6.
Shock/Wave 01:38
I launched a big old tremor Up and racing Through my woman's architecture Beams and girders echoing A remark I made without even thinking Most of that afternoon went by like Ketchup sliding down a window pane Slower than blood But faster than I would've thought Would've wished Would've ever imagined Sometimes I'm as flattered by your mercy As I'm sure I'll never learn Who it is you think you help Every time you fail to punish me
7.
Tercel 02:10
Summer left a gob of slime On my Toyota Tercel As it ebbed from the road Into the sweater that she lost And all the gas stations Between here and where she used to live Are cysts that wobble in December storms On lovers in the snow I know a shortcut to anywhere other than here
8.
Lobster Claw 02:18
9.
Your hands are hairless spiders All over my neck Making dinner of me Trailing catastrophe Like snail scum across the skin Your eyes are manta rays Swooping in the dark Guzzling the bits of me That flake off too easily You've a belly full of molt
10.
Bongo Drum 02:24
Me under water Apology swept against The flank off sunken tugboats Showered in new reef and drowned And lowered into the mud Gone forever Gone like you I slide like puke Down the side of the toilet called self-respect A body treated this poorly is sure to collapse Beneath another unforeseen promise
11.
The sweetest thing I ever heard you say Is turning in my stomach like bad fish Fins and all Slinging chum at kismet just to see What kind of new disasters I can attract Though it's your turn to feel bad
12.
Her WHAT'S UP? is a wrecking ball That levels each unsolicited stare That makes room for new wounds That monitors my evolution That blows me back on my feet again That sparks another swift retreat That tangles all my manly guts That guarantees I can't relax That bangs on me with fleeting hope That fortifies the same old shit That looks splendid from a million miles away
13.
Car 01:42
Your lips would taste like a well-spent afternoon It's not a lie, not a lie I knew right away from the way you got on the escalator to Filene's And I don't think that I'm going to feel much better than this It's the way you walk, baby It's the way you make all the little things lovely You've got a car And I can't wait to get in it

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Recorded on 4-Track in the late 90's. Mixed many years later (many of the tracks were already bounced). Mastered by Nick Zampiello at New Alliance East.

Original artwork by James Cooper.

With:
Shawn Setaro—Lead guitar on tracks 5 and 11

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released December 29, 2012

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Humboldt Cambridge, Massachusetts

Undeterred by lack of skill.

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