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Pulmones!

by Sean Eldon

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    Premiere release of DON'T STEAL MUSIC, #DSM-001. First and only pressing. Artwork is done entirely by hand with rubber stamp, fancy markers, and a stencil/spray paint. This took an absurd amount of time to do and I'm pricing these records accordingly. Plus, they're "limited" or something! Shipping within the USA is free.

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1.
who’da thunk that i’d been thinkin’ ahead never once or twice or thrice counted on this one thing to play itself and pull the curtain it’s so certain that i never heard such muck maybe the research teaches the search never bothered researchin’ all the poisons that make up the earth and who’da thunk what i been knowin’ would widen the gaze and reach for the curtain ‘cos i never heard such fuckin’ shit fuckin’ radiation vibes are vibin’ me down the treatment, the sound feel’em pulsin’ from hundreds of miles away but i never heard such fuckin’ shit
2.
Slip 02:21
curbing compulsive tendencies to rely on ignoring the phone putting a name to faceless shapes on the various parts of your lungs what’s in a name? one in the same. look for the best finger to point shakin’ hands and i’m gonna slip slip slip into something something easier to stand crawl into the darkest corner i know and cowardly pray i can stay sullenly hope that all’a this shit will evaporate outta the way GET OUTTA THE WAY cutting the lights and bolt the doors lock me away ‘cos i’m gonna slip slip slip into some place some place deep inside’a me and tune it out i’m gonna slip slip slip into something something easier to see
3.
he came to terms with the situation he’s onna bus i wanna keep it on the terms of the situation another puff another puff maybe one more puff maybe one maybe two maybe couple-too-tree another puff one more puff one more puff another and it’s absurd notta reason or a drop’a logic lookin’ up lookin’ down lookin’ right beside me early resolve. i need it. feelin’ i can beat the beat and the droppa the hat is exactly just that it’s an early resolve. i need it.
4.
make way for such and such such is poetry and yeah, there, i said it and i don’t remember much along the lines of a life worth regret and if i did, you could bet your final breath that i’d just as soon end it you putter putter putt and drink the air from a plastic assistant and now you’re tangled up retrace your steps ‘round the bend you created what we can’t touch is a nerve too deep to love and to shallow to hate it i can’t avoid it the devil on my shoulder tappin’ rhythmically with all the tantrums i’m composing i’ll count to ten and put my frenzied self on hold a lonely low for us gaze through room and see a family sedated i’ll turn it in enough to kick the dirt onto life as we planned won’t miss a beat ’til you drink your final breath of me
5.
sweat, tremble, quiver and vomit and then just stop first, we can target the problem and then just not next, gonna change up the angle — prepare for drop yeah, y’gonna sweat tremble quiver and and shed and a’wither flared up, it’s all i can think of, and think i will suit up and get a head start on making up time, if you will one thought i have for the moment, it doesn’t seem likely but that don’t discourage and if there is a way to transfer unspeakable pain well i’ll take the brunt of it dead center right in the run of it and if there is a chance we can chance it and go and get it outta you

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Recorded live in under 4 hours on 10/4/14 with the "InstaBand" technique. Will be pressed on 300 black 7" 45RPM records.

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released December 23, 2014

Sean Eldon: Not bass.
Justin Mayfield: Bass only.
Adam Brass: Recorded this.
Alyssa Voorhis: Artwork, yelling on "And If There Is."

"Produced" and "mixed" by Sean Eldon.

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Sean Eldon Chicago, Illinois

I am a professional songwriter, arranger, musician, recording engineer, and "producer" based out of Chicago. Hire me, buy my music, and send beer, goddammit.

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