Stills start the roll playback:
the memories I kept.
Mistimes in the color on cuts.
Negative dirt projects as white and positive comes up black.
Gaps, tears in the senses
wrapped in plastic, stuffed in bags.
What's the point of looking where you'll never go back?
Carve your name somewhere you don't own
just to know it's there.
I'd feel better crossing your records
to know how ours compare.
Negative dirt projects as white
as I make my way back.
Catching the curve of your shadow-
force back love buried with care.
What's the point of holding something
that I can't feel?
Blur your eyes and keep on walking,
ring the focus out and in.
Wonder around how
people are themselves.
from Look Look,
track released February 16, 2016
-Electric Sitar, Pocket Piano, B3 Organ, Casio SK-1, Nashville acoustic guitar: Casey Trela
-Claps: Roxy Radulescu
-Tambourine, Shakers: Casey Trela, Roxy Radulescu
-Electric guitars, bass and drums recorded at Kingsize Studios. More guitars, vocals, synth, keyboards and percussion recorded at Sunking Studios. More drums recorded at Joe's house.