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St. Ives Records
Horns From "The Moon"
Jason Anderson Telling A Crowd At Espresso Roma About Cleaning Up All The Blood After Badly Cutting His Foot ...
Khaela Maricich and Phil Elvrum (The Thunderclouds) Rehearsing "Don't Worry Baby" by the Beach Boys on the Silvertone Chord Organ
"Samurai Sword" Being Made Up
The Very End Of "Gaping Hole" by Get the Hell Out of the Way of the Volcano, Then a Bird
Tape Loop Collage
Humming from "I Want to Be Cold"
Organs and Pianos from "The Moon"
"Thank You Microphones"
Choir from Mirah's "The Sun"
A Bird In A Tree At About 2 In The Morning In Santa Cruz, CA on June 21st 2000, 316 Cliff St.
"Slighted" Sung by Mirah (Version)
You'll Be in the Air (Version)
The Horns from "So I Finally Belong to the Night"
A Little Bit Of Amber Bell Sweeping The Steps To The Studio And Saying Something Before "Map"
Map (version)
Sleepy Hollow (The Mansion)
I Felt My Size
The Gleam Pt. 2
Samurai Sword
I'll Not Contain You
All Is Full Of Love (Bjork Cover)
Cut up Drums from "Dark of the Male, Light of the Female"
The End of "Moon Moon Moon" at Yo Yo A Go Go
A Bunch of People Breaking into Clapping
Horns From "The Moon"
(Instrumental)
Jason Anderson Telling A Crowd At Espresso Roma About Cleaning Up All The Blood After Badly Cutting His Foot By Stepping Into A Metal Hole In The Floor At Chris' Parents' House In Grand Junction, Colo. On Aug 21st 2000
Jason Anderson speaking
Khaela Maricich and Phil Elvrum (the Thunderclouds) rehearsing "Don't Worry Baby" by the Beach Boys on the Silvertone chord organ. Late February 1999
(Instrumental)
"Samurai Sword" Being Made Up
You're a bear foraging for a kill,
Your massive paws press down the snow
I've got bare feet touching the bark right above you,
Silently, I look down
I breathe out cold
I've got a samurai sword meant for you, polar bear
You wanna take me back down underground to gorge
You want my blood on your face
I've got a grizzly look in my eye
You’ve got white fur
The Very End Of "Gaping Hole" by Get the Hell Out of the Way of the Volcano, Then a Bird
(Instrumental)
Tape Loop Collage
(Instrumental)
Humming from "I Want to Be Cold"
(Instrumental)
Organs and Pianos from "The Moon"
(Instrumental)
"Thank You Microphones"
When travelling through and through
Icicles hanging down
The voices coming from them blend in
Hear their sound?
And we're hypnotized to love (*?)
Hypnotized, we're listening to The Microphones
Choir from Mirah's "The Sun"
(Instrumental)
A Bird In A Tree At About 2 In The Morning In Santa Cruz, CA on June 21st 2000, 316 Cliff St.
(Instrumental)
Mirah - "Slighted" (Version)
If you were a mountain top,
I’d keep ascending, never stop
If you were some kind of store,
I'd buy you out and wait for more
If you were my native land,
I'd hold you close, I’d take your hand
I’d be your man,
You were the dream of summertime,
I wish you would be mine
Every good thing dies
If you were a mountain top,
I'd climb right up and jump right off
If you were some kind of store,
I'd rob you blind and lock the door
If you were my native land,
I'd take control, I would demand
That you take my hand,
You were the dream of summertime
I wished you would be mine
Every good thing dies
You'll Be in the Air (Version)
(Instrumental)
The Horns from "So I Finally Belong to the Night"
(Instrumental)
A Little Bit Of Amber Bell Sweeping The Steps To The Studio And Saying Something Before "Map"
Oh! The sand!
Oh! The spark!
Oh! The open land!
Oh! The swelling dark!
Oh! My hands!
Oh! My bending limbs!
Oh! My empty lap!
Oh! My lack!
Oh! My map!
Oh! My lap!
Oh! The width of your lap!
Oh! The size!
Oh! The span!
Oh! The swelling gills and the rise!
Oh! The skies!
Map (version)
(Instrumental)
Sleepy Hollow (The Mansion)
There is no lamp, no sleepy hollow
There's no pack of dogs to follow
There's no air flow, there’s no inflation
There's no clue, no revelation,
No sound of birds
There's no snow fall, There’s no crash of waves
There's a sea wall
There's no cheek cold from the weather,
There's no holy insulation
And there's a hole in the yard
There's a grave
There's sandy soil
Lowered bodies, lifting feeling,
Furry hands, hasty grieving
There's no weight pressing my thighs,
There's no response, there's glassy eyes
Wooly mammoth's mighty absence,
The tiny void holds flaming mountains
Flaming mountains, in the distance
There's no lamp, there’s scalding fire light,
There's no mask to wear, there's no shield
My heart expands, the burning field
Rising plumes, animal terror
Fearsome face, honestly fearful
There's one approach, that honest terror
There's no roaring cars,
Just willing burial
I Felt My Size
The heat from the closeness of me tilting towards the sun
Was storing up to ignite at night and light up the coldness of the cave
The billowy flames lit up my face,
And thinning smoke hung in the branches waiting for wind
And my front was warm, the cold backs of my arms never felt the “dawn,”
The “night” was long
When the real dawn came I saw it crawl over the hill
And I felt clean and shook my hair out in the light
I looked up and hurt my eyes on the painful powerful sky
I looked down and felt motion under me
I looked out across the freeway, at the people flying by
I turned my head, I closed my eyes, I felt my size
I recalled my fire
And my lack of dawn
And my one-sided warmth,
I just wanted more
But I'm small
I'm not a planet at all
I am small,
I am small,
We’re all
The Gleam Pt. 2
I know you've seen the billowy black,
You've been blinded by the gleam,
And your sight came back
You sent smoke into the sky
And then you breathed it back
I saw what you will see:
I saw tiny lights in mountainous peaks,
I saw your future in my sleep
I Want to be Cold
It's raining on me, I don't want it to stop
I don't want to breathe anymore
I want soggy ground, I want to feel my feet in the sand
I want water to rise and to cover all the land,
I want to swim until my arms give out and I come to an end
I hope it happens soon, I can't deal with feeling this bad
I want to be cold and I want it to snow so bad
I hope your flames don't grow
I want to be buried in snow
I hope your flames don't grow
And now you’ll never know
What a huge thing I had to offer
Samurai Sword
You're a bear foraging for a kill,
Your massive paws press down the snow
I've got bare feet touching the bark right above you,
Silently, I look down
My icy stare
And you smell the air
I'll Not Contain You
I'll not contain you,
I won't look for you in my room
Through lengthy talks, I'll not contain you
Through climbing arms, I'll reach my loft
Through rotting skin, I'll leave my coffin
Through calloused work, I will grow soft
My eyes narrow towards a light,
A blurry place where we hotly radiate
And things are never concrete there
And we never die
Not heavenly illusion, just Earthly fate
And here, I'll not contain you
I will not contain you
And here, I'll not contain you
All Is Full Of Love (Bjork Cover)
You'll be given love,
You'll be taken care of
You'll be given love,
You'll have to trust it
Maybe not from the sources
That you have been staring at
Maybe not from the directions
That you poured your own love into
Just turn your head around,
It's all around you
All is full of love
Cut up Drums from "Dark of the Male, Light of the Female"
(Instrumental)
The End of "Moon Moon Moon" at Yo Yo A Go Go
(Instrumental)
A Bunch of People Breaking into Clapping
(Instrumental)
Horns From "The Moon"
Jason Anderson Telling A Crowd At Espresso Roma About Cleaning Up All The Blood After Badly Cutting His Foot ...
Khaela Maricich and Phil Elvrum (The Thunderclouds) Rehearsing "Don't Worry Baby" by the Beach Boys on the Silvertone Chord Organ
"Samurai Sword" Being Made Up
The Very End Of "Gaping Hole" by Get the Hell Out of the Way of the Volcano, Then a Bird
Tape Loop Collage
Humming from "I Want to Be Cold"
Organs and Pianos from "The Moon"
"Thank You Microphones"
Choir from Mirah's "The Sun"
A Bird In A Tree At About 2 In The Morning In Santa Cruz, CA on June 21st 2000, 316 Cliff St.
"Slighted" Sung by Mirah (Version)
You'll Be in the Air (Version)
The Horns from "So I Finally Belong to the Night"
A Little Bit Of Amber Bell Sweeping The Steps To The Studio And Saying Something Before "Map"
Map (version)
Sleepy Hollow (The Mansion)
I Felt My Size
The Gleam Pt. 2
Samurai Sword
I'll Not Contain You
All Is Full Of Love (Bjork Cover)
Cut up Drums from "Dark of the Male, Light of the Female"
The End of "Moon Moon Moon" at Yo Yo A Go Go
A Bunch of People Breaking into Clapping
Horns From "The Moon"
(Instrumental)
Jason Anderson Telling A Crowd At Espresso Roma About Cleaning Up All The Blood After Badly Cutting His Foot By Stepping Into A Metal Hole In The Floor At Chris' Parents' House In Grand Junction, Colo. On Aug 21st 2000
Jason Anderson speaking
Khaela Maricich and Phil Elvrum (the Thunderclouds) rehearsing "Don't Worry Baby" by the Beach Boys on the Silvertone chord organ. Late February 1999
(Instrumental)
"Samurai Sword" Being Made Up
You're a bear foraging for a kill,
Your massive paws press down the snow
I've got bare feet touching the bark right above you,
Silently, I look down
I breathe out cold
I've got a samurai sword meant for you, polar bear
You wanna take me back down underground to gorge
You want my blood on your face
I've got a grizzly look in my eye
You’ve got white fur
The Very End Of "Gaping Hole" by Get the Hell Out of the Way of the Volcano, Then a Bird
(Instrumental)
Tape Loop Collage
(Instrumental)
Humming from "I Want to Be Cold"
(Instrumental)
Organs and Pianos from "The Moon"
(Instrumental)
"Thank You Microphones"
When travelling through and through
Icicles hanging down
The voices coming from them blend in
Hear their sound?
And we're hypnotized to love (*?)
Hypnotized, we're listening to The Microphones
Choir from Mirah's "The Sun"
(Instrumental)
A Bird In A Tree At About 2 In The Morning In Santa Cruz, CA on June 21st 2000, 316 Cliff St.
(Instrumental)
Mirah - "Slighted" (Version)
If you were a mountain top,
I’d keep ascending, never stop
If you were some kind of store,
I'd buy you out and wait for more
If you were my native land,
I'd hold you close, I’d take your hand
I’d be your man,
You were the dream of summertime,
I wish you would be mine
Every good thing dies
If you were a mountain top,
I'd climb right up and jump right off
If you were some kind of store,
I'd rob you blind and lock the door
If you were my native land,
I'd take control, I would demand
That you take my hand,
You were the dream of summertime
I wished you would be mine
Every good thing dies
You'll Be in the Air (Version)
(Instrumental)
The Horns from "So I Finally Belong to the Night"
(Instrumental)
A Little Bit Of Amber Bell Sweeping The Steps To The Studio And Saying Something Before "Map"
Oh! The sand!
Oh! The spark!
Oh! The open land!
Oh! The swelling dark!
Oh! My hands!
Oh! My bending limbs!
Oh! My empty lap!
Oh! My lack!
Oh! My map!
Oh! My lap!
Oh! The width of your lap!
Oh! The size!
Oh! The span!
Oh! The swelling gills and the rise!
Oh! The skies!
Map (version)
(Instrumental)
Sleepy Hollow (The Mansion)
There is no lamp, no sleepy hollow
There's no pack of dogs to follow
There's no air flow, there’s no inflation
There's no clue, no revelation,
No sound of birds
There's no snow fall, There’s no crash of waves
There's a sea wall
There's no cheek cold from the weather,
There's no holy insulation
And there's a hole in the yard
There's a grave
There's sandy soil
Lowered bodies, lifting feeling,
Furry hands, hasty grieving
There's no weight pressing my thighs,
There's no response, there's glassy eyes
Wooly mammoth's mighty absence,
The tiny void holds flaming mountains
Flaming mountains, in the distance
There's no lamp, there’s scalding fire light,
There's no mask to wear, there's no shield
My heart expands, the burning field
Rising plumes, animal terror
Fearsome face, honestly fearful
There's one approach, that honest terror
There's no roaring cars,
Just willing burial
I Felt My Size
The heat from the closeness of me tilting towards the sun
Was storing up to ignite at night and light up the coldness of the cave
The billowy flames lit up my face,
And thinning smoke hung in the branches waiting for wind
And my front was warm, the cold backs of my arms never felt the “dawn,”
The “night” was long
When the real dawn came I saw it crawl over the hill
And I felt clean and shook my hair out in the light
I looked up and hurt my eyes on the painful powerful sky
I looked down and felt motion under me
I looked out across the freeway, at the people flying by
I turned my head, I closed my eyes, I felt my size
I recalled my fire
And my lack of dawn
And my one-sided warmth,
I just wanted more
But I'm small
I'm not a planet at all
I am small,
I am small,
We’re all
The Gleam Pt. 2
I know you've seen the billowy black,
You've been blinded by the gleam,
And your sight came back
You sent smoke into the sky
And then you breathed it back
I saw what you will see:
I saw tiny lights in mountainous peaks,
I saw your future in my sleep
I Want to be Cold
It's raining on me, I don't want it to stop
I don't want to breathe anymore
I want soggy ground, I want to feel my feet in the sand
I want water to rise and to cover all the land,
I want to swim until my arms give out and I come to an end
I hope it happens soon, I can't deal with feeling this bad
I want to be cold and I want it to snow so bad
I hope your flames don't grow
I want to be buried in snow
I hope your flames don't grow
And now you’ll never know
What a huge thing I had to offer
Samurai Sword
You're a bear foraging for a kill,
Your massive paws press down the snow
I've got bare feet touching the bark right above you,
Silently, I look down
My icy stare
And you smell the air
I'll Not Contain You
I'll not contain you,
I won't look for you in my room
Through lengthy talks, I'll not contain you
Through climbing arms, I'll reach my loft
Through rotting skin, I'll leave my coffin
Through calloused work, I will grow soft
My eyes narrow towards a light,
A blurry place where we hotly radiate
And things are never concrete there
And we never die
Not heavenly illusion, just Earthly fate
And here, I'll not contain you
I will not contain you
And here, I'll not contain you
All Is Full Of Love (Bjork Cover)
You'll be given love,
You'll be taken care of
You'll be given love,
You'll have to trust it
Maybe not from the sources
That you have been staring at
Maybe not from the directions
That you poured your own love into
Just turn your head around,
It's all around you
All is full of love
Cut up Drums from "Dark of the Male, Light of the Female"
(Instrumental)
The End of "Moon Moon Moon" at Yo Yo A Go Go
(Instrumental)
A Bunch of People Breaking into Clapping
(Instrumental)