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Sounds Born in Elmhurst (demos)

by Plumes

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1.
Stick in My Spokes 04:02
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Shivering in summer heat Forming thoughts left incomplete Glowing eyes, Growing mine Need some time still in my seat All the lines the sculptor keeps Giving form to jersey sheets Tingling skin, I had been Only feeling in my sleep Stick in my spokes, Stick in my spokes… Tying boots sends hands to feet Visual untying me You can tell, All is well Put a spell back unto thee You need be, You need be, Nothing more… Stick in my spokes, Stick in my spokes… (noises)
2.
Growing Pains 03:54
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I studied pictures in the public domain I spilt your words on purpose hoping to stain Your daily presence in my gut would maintain Chronic and growing, I was loving the pain I knew you weren’t available to obtain If your face weren’t enough I noticed the chain You fixed from him to the least part of your brain Growing and chronic you were loving the pain I had directions to get smart and abstain That constant hunger nearly drove me insane Unending focus criticized as inane Growing and chronic I was loving the pain
3.
You'll Know 02:24
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I’ll try to be your true detective A better half should see the whole Lest I forget the best example Of someone’s storyline you stole Never wanna make mem’ries I must keep to myself Let’s see to our collaboration A mental open boarder rule Making room for exploration Needn’t publish findings cruel Never wanna make mem’ries I must keep to myself Why would presence make a difference? To a possible defense If you’re a reasonable actor I better plan for making sense Never wanna make mem’ries I must keep to myself
4.
Rain Ln. Reveals Again 04:24
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I forgot the quip, that had sunk my ship She’s the land I stand on solid ground No I counted nine, I could read the signs The eyes above they seemed to stare me down Like a kite’s line that’s tauter still once the weather’s wind awakes Wish the withering fibers of your tether sooner break Heard the hand anchoring you for the burns will contemplate Letting go Unaware the strain of the anchor’s chain Was wrapped around my leg it drops, I drown Friday morning’s dance, waiting for last chance I thought my luck had finally been found Like a kite’s line that’s tauter still once the weather’s wind awakes Wish the withering fibers of your tether sooner break Heard the hand anchoring you for the burns will contemplate Letting go
5.
The Most Making 05:09
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Suitors stand a distance some days away, she’s enough to stop the clock When I saw another not look away, she’s enough to break the lock Future fucks to motivate traits to play, she’s enough to interrupt Secret selling points I might then betray, she’s enough they won’t come up Those were sentiments to loosen hesitations hold An exercise in “the most making” Missing half the golden cast to pour into my mold A chance on play-dough seemed worth taking Substance for a stable statue I was never sold Feeling lost I started saying Could postpone the buzz of my hair today, she’s enough to cut it off Could resign the fabric of us to fray, she’s enough to hem the cloth Those were sentiments to loosen hesitations hold An exercise in “the most making” Missing half the golden cast to pour into my mold A chance on play-dough seemed worth taking Substance for a stable statue I was never sold Feeling lost I started saying Could accept a summer plan skipping May, she’s enough to watch the buds Could ignore the mud and dress for display, she’s enough for drabber duds Oh if only I had learned That my chance for gold returned Never sparks but ending burns She was never a mistake worth making I thought you were gone for good Didn’t think I ever would (be) Making sure you understood She was never a mistake worth making Oh if only I had learned That my chance for gold returned Never sparks but ending burns She was never a mistake worth making I thought you were gone for good Didn’t think I ever would (be) Making sure you understood She was never a mistake worth making
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Head in the Sand 05:07
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Hold that thought, if you've thought at all/ Your continued Summer's at the cost of my fall/ It must be easy to sleep with your head in the sand You can speak till there are no words left/ We can talk and talk until you're out of breath/ But my sweater is gone and you won't look at the thread in your hand Now I'm staring straight into the sun/ Staring straight into the sun/ And it feels like I'm the only one Just bite the bullet already/ With the gun to my head your hand was pretty steady/ You pretending like everything's fine/ Shouldn't make your consequences mine Your goodwill eroded and washed downstream/ It took me a while, but I've joined my own team/ I won't sit here and pretend for the sake of your self-esteem Now I'm staring straight into the sun/ Staring straight into the sun/ You're in the shade having your fun Just bite the bullet already/ With the gun to my head your hand was pretty steady/ You pretending like everything's fine/ Shouldn't make your consequences mine If my shoes were on your feet/ You'd despise, you'd hate me/ So I don't see how you can't see/ That you've chosen the way it will be (Solo section) Now I'm staring straight into the sun/ Staring straight into the sun/ While you just turn around and run Just bite the bullet already/ With the gun to my head your hand was pretty steady/ You pretending like everything's fine/ Shouldn't make your consequences mine
7.
Tell Me the Truth 02:50
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All of one’s self portraits A single made alone Still chance internal contests Skew the features shown Others take direction Everyone he knows Knowingly or not determine How a portrait grows Tell me the truth Tell me the truth Socializing landmarks To subtleties of tone Shape a portrait’s correspondence With impressions known Come to find your contributions Aren’t quite your own Tell this little prick yourself Next time you pick a bone Tell me the truth Tell me the truth
8.
Carmen II 02:49
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Out the candle, lock the door, leave the Levi’s on the floor But talk to me, go actively, direct the scene for less or more Going forward, we’re going toward, your norm is falling on the sword But it’s prescribed, the want to hide, is a misguide- ed way to tour Scripts are burning, quite a light, let’s rewrite our own tonight Not monastic, not a mime, making noises all the time But absent are the plans so far, let’s raise the bar not shelter crime Scripts are burning, quite a light, let’s rewrite our own tonight
9.
Shifting Gravity, Falling Snow 04:52
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Mara, can you go the distance? If you walk with frozen feet, who could possibly compete? Everyone had feigned resistance, ‘til you broke off from the pack, see what qualities they lack come back in you Too forward, dear, to say, this could be one of the cases Where we’re off to the races, Is it true? The days are staying blue The comfort of the sun has been absent far too long It’s looker colder from the inside Close the door, What’s it for? Can we pretend some rising high tide Lies ahead, Us instead? Winter weighs a ton Carry on, Speaking free, You know you can confide, that secret’s siding solely here with me Can you tell me what we’re doing, Once the stagnant water run? Cause I’m buried to my elbows and the cycle’s almost done Somebody has cleared the table If he knew you would depart would he still have pushed the start It’s an empty fable Only once the books were burned Were with reading they concerned Did they care what they’d not learned Did they turn their gaze and see what they had left with out return You will leave and I know why You could control the impulse but you’ve not yet been convinced to try The ending’s creeping ever closer Beckon back both borderlines Litmus test the rest is history Waning crescent warning mine It’s looker colder from the inside Close the door, What’s it for? Can we pretend some rising high tide Lies ahead, Us instead? Winter weighs a ton
10.
Jones'n No 05:10
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The weeks are counting down to your return to town Then in a heightened sense of the present tense my ears raise to your sound Will I get to say I’m glad you didn’t stay The answer no You didn’t know I’m jones’n to display The diplomats are getting dressed Immunity goes unaddressed The potent poise the plan had stressed Neutered by a charm’s duress I’ve fortified the door And forty-five times more I’ve checked the locks And bolts and crossbars Keeping my mind sure Intelligence reports Offer no retorts To the wary friend The contrarian Who claims I’m out of sorts The diplomats are getting dressed Immunity goes unaddressed The potent poise the plan had stressed Neutered by a charm’s duress You’ll never see a white flag from me You’ll never hear a treaty plea Cause while broadcasting these decrees You didn’t know I had a frequency You’ll never see a white flag from me You’ll never hear a treaty plea Cause while broadcasting these decrees You didn’t know I had a frequency

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This is a demo album of what will be Plumes's second release. There are no drums on these tracks not because there isn't supposed to be but because, for now, we lack the means to efficiently record them. Until finer versions of these songs are available we have this.

These are rock songs paying homage to Roslyn, the Providence band where I learned to play at all.

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released March 22, 2017

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Plumes Boston, Massachusetts

Plumes is Ben Long (on the drums!) Tim Green and John Thorsen. Music- listening to it, learning to play it, writing more of it- has been one of few things we've taken really seriously for the last 7 years. These songs grew through many late nights and missed appointments. Our songs are all really about something. It's sincere and sometimes naked. Hope you like it ... more

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