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Listen to Your Mind

by Sam Arnold and the Secret Keepers

5 PM wednesday last week it was a collective subconscious act they were still themselves but took an uncharacteristic pause whiskers wisked and collars called the president calmed the people down weather was nice and cars and trucks all stopped to see what was going on Good girls and good boys obeyed a different master then power coursed through and fur stood on end No dog explained the strange convergence No dog acted as though this was wierd big and small and brown and black fluffy and sleek. they could not shake they could not speak there were no tricks there were no treats by sunset they dispersed in an orderly way thursday was an ordinary day
Spark in dry leaves outrunning electricity that’s how you sharpen tools that’s how you break the rules that’s how you make a fire. that’s how you launch a mission read my apostrophe that means I’m in posession thus we record the lesson, thus we are taking tea lets make a bigger fire. Let’s make demolition Real Rain will wash the street after the fire is full she will have eaten the city. now it’s elliptical now we have parity, now we can have precision Ashes what my house is. not what it used to be well just look at it now. that is how you change a thing Fire likes to reproduce She has a sexy use I’ve been experiencing particles inside of me used to respire a lot now shallow breath is all I got I’ll die to tell the tale. my organs pass or fail Spark in dry leaves outrunning electricity that’s how you sharpen tools that’s how you break the rules that’s how you make a fire. that’s how you launch a mission My neighborhood. Chemical Change its strange. Neither bad nor good.
Digital God 02:38
I’ve been ruling my digital world benevolently inventing kindly animals and plants and binary fungus program requires a system of physical laws or some kind of logic upon which the beings can rely now I make em replicate if the program can acommodate the heritable traits will make some differentiate. As time proceeds they live and die. More complexity arises and shapes and sizes and digestion speed and thought processes The simulation’s going to end. I worry that it’s close at hand Power Can’t be mine alone Consciousness is evident
Ceramic artworks on the shelf up on the wall. They fell down I don’t mean to be ungrateful at all, but I don’t care What is all the fuss about? Hey, what’s the big deal? Dents in doors on a car that cost you a lot but it don’t bleed Scratched CD’s and water has soaked your things nobody died Sick with the plague your insides want to come out. You’ll be remembered Nobody left but machines and the nuclear ash. We had a nice time.
Small Thread 03:19
I saw a spider, it looked at me it sat behind the poster, trying to be discreet though she was honest she was programmed to lie I was decieved effectively for a while my movement doomed me now I can’t get free I’m gonna loose my insides they will be liquified though she was honest she was programmed to lie I was decieved effectively for a while that thread so small I couldn’t see it all my movement doomed me now I can’t get free though she was honest she was programmed to lie I was decieved effectively for a while
Don’t laugh at me. I’m wearing food upon my head like a hat there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s what I think I ought to do It’s how the symphonies get wet with all the juice I was meditating with the cat Listen to your mind. It’s right behind your eyes so much thinking isn’t right. Listen to your mind “Are you listening to yourself?” she said. I don’t know why I would, he never listens to me he just laughs and touches the food that I was going to eat The fattest orchestras are climbing up the mental walls there’s a word for that, but don’t you say it don’t you, don’t you, don’t you say it
There’s a hill it’s got flowers on it, even though it’s cybertronic. Windy trees are so melodic climbing with our bottles shaking with each step put a foot uphill and rinse and repeat Why not just rise to the challenge? Why not just bend the light ray and say “After all we could fall back down”? There’s a stream lets go up waterfall even though i don’t care our bodies Just put your head above em even nothing would be somthing to see Gravity is plan B. I say we proceed
yesterday we were born on the ground our lines caught wind and pulled us up relaxed our systems, we slowed down a while cold and small we followed the air we’ve got time our future is long floating babies floating babies circle the earth up in the clouds and all around my sisters and brothers and I are floating where we’re going we don’t even know we’ll rain down then we’ll molt and grow parachuting to our new home welcome us with open eyes and mouths we’ve got time our future is long floating babies floating babies circle the earth
We’re living deep in a wild island forest on the edge of the sea nobody knows about we’re hoping we’ll start to get closer to nature and our savagery nobody else around Our population in isolation the captain is dead Civilization take a vacation i stabbed the captain so lets see what happens The morning sunrise above the bananas and the waves to the west no ship and no supplies we’re sleeping in the shade of the afternoon side with coconut crabs skeletons can’t be surprised
Go To Sleep 02:11
Got a friend I can walk with Got a trustworthy locksmith got a time of uday to awaken got a little glue for heart breakin I got a thought to believe in I got shipping and I got recieving I got a problem and I got a joke I don’t get I gotta get out of here and I gotta go to sleep got a spot of strong coffee got most of the dirt off me got a pile of clean laundry got an elephant baby I got money who will with save you I got unpredictable behavior I got a system for deciding I got a way to know if you been lying I got a time of night to stop dreaming I got storage space and I got a feeling I got a critique and I got a good word I got a drain and it’s got a leak
Check out the good situation orderly animation, astronaut destination check out the human origins they get nervous before trips except after a few sips who wants to live like a human anyway? all aboard the orange blossom special your seat assignment improbably comfortable you got a tap on the tree. I want you to share it with me who wants to live like a human anyway? nobody’s in this section all my friends are dead and tired outside is chilly and the windy silly my mind is invented and my face is made up. Engineering plant seeds and living in cement cities Learning all about dead friends working hard to get more things I see them having such a hard time surviving in environments that want them dead I see them staring at screens and trying to find out where they need to go Making big societies that push down the ground as they reah as high as the birds already go. Having one baby at a time?
Creatures are sleeping going to bed They roamed free but now they’re in jail Dreaming of food, dreaming of feelings Dreams come true. Light shining through Objects pretending to have opinions (it appears they don’t want to be real. The believe it’s too much trouble) I think I was dreaming while I was sleeping I had a feeling I wasn’t alone Illuminate corners with darkness No albido do reflection at all The shadows they cast light the corners With their absence with their absence It appears they don’t want to be real They believe it’s too much trouble Take a vacation start it yesterday I’ll be a baby and I’ll be so tall Trying to show dream documentaries You can project them on a blank wall Creatures are sleeping going to bed They were in jail but not anymore.


released March 21, 2017

Andy Nolte - Keyboards and Backing Vocals
Leila Henley - Woodwinds and Vocals
Sam Arnold - Lead Vocals, Guitars, Percussion, and Programming
Greg Yancey - Bass and Baritone Guitar
Dave Irish - Drums and Percussion
Mohadev - Electric Guitar

All songs written by Sam Arnold except 2, 6, and 11 written by Andy Nolte and Sam Arnold
Copyright 2017 Suave Entropy Music (ASCAP)

solos: Leila - 1, 5, 7, 8, 10; Mohadev - 3, 6, 11; Sam - 4, 7, 8, 9
Marimba on 12 by Chuck Fischer; bass on 4, 8 and 12 by Sam

Cover art by Brian McClaskey

Produced and mixed by Sam. Mastered by Greg. Mostly recorded by Sam except drums, most bass, and marimba were engineered by Greg. Andy and Mohadev recorded their own parts.


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Metal, Jazz, Art-pop Americana singer-songwriter, electronic and experimental composer/instrumentalist Sam Arnold is a musician living in Austin TX. Sam generally collaborates to varying degrees with some of the best creative musicians and engineers in the Austin progressive art-music scene, including from his bands Opposite Day and Stop Motion Orchwstra. ... more

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