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ThisMomentAgainAndAgainThisMomentAgainAndAgainSail On, SailorA track from our new album This Moment Again and Again Go to the Beach!2014-03-1402 minThisMomentAgainAndAgainThisMomentAgainAndAgainBig SurThe debut track from our new album This Moment Again and Again Go to the Beach!2014-02-0602 minThisMomentAgainAndAgainThisMomentAgainAndAgainIf You Don't Break Your Ropes While You're Alive(do you think the ghosts will do it after?)when I am dead, it won't matter how hard you press your ear to the ground no one knows our name until our last breath has gone out the old dog bends his head listening I guess the sound of the earthworms get to him we look to the end of the tale and find black marigolds and silence and if you don't break your ropes while you're alive, do y'think the ghosts will do it after? I think of you walking along a headland of green oats in June so full of repose, so rich with life I see...2014-01-0902 minThisMomentAgainAndAgainThisMomentAgainAndAgainThe Oldest Wordsthou not that we to give who this what man ye old mother to hear hand fire to pull black to flow bark ashes to spit worm This self-titled debut album incorporates both original phrases and fragments of works by various poets and mystics, including Billy Collins, Ron Padgett, Jim Harrison, Hafiz, Pablo Neruda, Walt Whitman, and others. credits released 24 December 2013 Written and performed by Ari Gelardin and Jacob Palmer with Jason Slota on drums and Jay Pellicci recording at Tiny Telephone Recording Studio in San Francisco, California. (October 2013)2013-12-3101 minThisMomentAgainAndAgainThisMomentAgainAndAgainHazelwoodI went out to the hazelwood because a fire was in my head light was the wood, light and green and what I saw, I had not seen the bark of the tree a place where a fire had been the prickly water lily the chestnut and the burr a man with thick hair who washes it and dries it bare the little monkey looks at me he wants to tell me something that he has forgotten stone flowers, diamond fire and incandescent fruit the dog barked talking to the stars the rattlesnake coughed up my scars I saw the...2013-12-3102 minThisMomentAgainAndAgainThisMomentAgainAndAgainHappiness Is A Hologramsuddenly you're in a different place where things seem to happen in waves rounded eye is delighted by foam and a blue suspicion of the sea so green the fire in leaf and grass half a summer he paid the last led down a path by the lunatic fringe could see the city from the crater's rim lovers loitered on the porch that dazzled yesterday's touch happiness is a hologram my cup is full, so let it spill a figment of something said worn out of my mind This self-titled debut album incorporates both original phrases and fragments of works...2013-12-3101 minThisMomentAgainAndAgainThisMomentAgainAndAgainOceantime to start concentrating on which way I would turn after I locked the front door, what shop signs I would see, what bridges I would lean on to watch the broad river undulating, like a long-playing record under the needle of my eye. time to stand dripping wet and wonder about the hoards of people I would pass in the street, mostly people whose existence I did not believe in, but a few whom I would glance at and see my whole life the way you see the ocean. (Billy Collins) I have a feeling that my boat has...2013-12-3103 minThisMomentAgainAndAgainThisMomentAgainAndAgainThe Love CookLet me cook you some dinner. Sit down and take off your shoes and socks and in fact the rest of your clothes, have a daquiri, turn on some music and dance around the house, inside and out, it's night and the neighbors are sleeping, those dolts, and the stars are shining bright, and I've got the burners lit for you, you hungry thing. "The Love Cook," by Ron Padgett, from You Never Know http://www.ronpadgett.com/ This self-titled debut album incorporates both original phrases and fragments of works by various poets and mystics, including Billy Collins, Ron Padgett...2013-12-3101 minThisMomentAgainAndAgainThisMomentAgainAndAgainFrail Engines of LoveIt was a lady 'companied by goat men Her hair held up the earth her eyes were dark then Wandering and loneliness through switchbacks and history These frail engines of love bound to a mystery where are you now? I'm falling down You've led me to a field Under a widening sky From time to time the mind runs out of steam lacking in energy, These frail engines of love bound to a mystery unexplained in the meadow lay the dead bird the wind fluttered its wings mountains are just mountains the rain dismantles every night the great wink of...2013-12-3101 minThisMomentAgainAndAgainThisMomentAgainAndAgainCome Walk With Mecome walk with me through a field of fennel and clover three weeks ago you threw them wildflower seeds down the fog has burned away laying in the sunshine rolling around like worms and spilling some hitching post wine come walk with me through a field of fennel and clover watch out for the thistle and the nasturtium flowers the mysterious grove stands with knobbly knees the house next door has seen better days come walk with me through a field of fennel and clover three weeks ago you threw them wildflower seeds down Come walk with me through a...2013-12-3102 minThisMomentAgainAndAgainThisMomentAgainAndAgainJust Like Honeyhow many things have I looked up in a lifetime of looking things up a silent prayer just the moon on the road I will never wake up and play the piano the days are stacked against what we think we are it's nearly impossible to surprise ourselves. I've decided to make up my mind about nothing I've decided to finish my life disguised as a creek I swam in the river and then I forgot it was water. I'm just trying to unlearn the Universe how easy it glows, how easy it dims the firefly, the night in your...2013-12-3103 minThisMomentAgainAndAgainThisMomentAgainAndAgainThe Streets Remember They Once Were Fieldsthe fog flows into the house through the steep and narrow driveway the endless night, it is now nothing more than a sweet decay hoping to be astonished tomorrow by what I do not know my eyes will burst when hit by the blades of the coming sun the radio blares from the corner store the streets remember they once were fields the radio blares from the corner store the streets remember they once were fields gone are disorderly avenues of eucalyptus and beaten paths it is the dream I sometimes forget the endless night, nothing more than a scent ...2013-12-3102 min