Alex Muro

This song has been floating around the internet for a while at a couple different places but I decided to put it up here anyway. The first verse of a song is a translation of a Zen enlightenment poem, which is a poem written by a monk right after becoming enlightened. The rest of the verses are much less enlightened.


mp3: Seasons

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Tim Koch

Every action in time is irreversible and affects what will happen in the future. Isn't that crazy?
Many thanks to Jon Fink (Jon of the Atom/Dead Canaries/New Wave Dirt) for recording the clarinets.

mp3: Cause & Response

Labels: 663, Odds and Ends

Dan Pardee

This song depicts the theoretical effect of a nuclear explosion in Nova Scotia.

mp3:mushroom nova scotia

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Dan Pardee

Emma Goldman may or may not have anything to do with this song in a similar fashion as whether or not she had anything to do with the death of William McKinley. Influences are funny that way.

mp3:Emma Goldman

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Alex Muro

This is what our band sounds like now. I think its pretty neat. Can you pull the acorns from your chest where your ribs meet up?


mp3:Goin Nowhere

Labels: 663, Odds and Ends

Tim Koch

One day I woke up to thunder. My first thought was that it was a bombing (how often do you hear thunder at 9 am?). It was coming from the south. Delmar, NY is south of my bed and my friend Dan works in Delmar. For an instant I was really scared. Then my brain woke up, and more thunder boomed, and I understood what was going on. So I woke up and wrote down my first thought of the day, and then wrote the first verse to this song later that morning. Then, that evening, I discovered that it was Semptember 11th. I thought that interesting enough of a coincidence to share. Thanks to the German American family next door who unknowingly let me and Dan record their wind chimes and creepy kid repeating "You know what happened? The tide came in." The picture is of a forest fire in Oregon that I could smell from my tent.

mp3: You Know What Happened? The Tide Came In

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Tim Koch

Another song with all the lyrics plucked from the pages of Rainer Maria Rilke. It's the last song written for an EP almost entirely based on his major prose work, "The Notebooks of Malte Laudris Brigge", which is available at b3nson.net or just by asking us.

mp3: The Table and The Cup

Labels: 663, In My More Slowly Disappearing Hand

Alex Muro

Is realism the purest form of Art? Does that even have anything to do with this song what so ever? I feel like this is a good time to point out the commenting system that we recently implemented on our web page where you can tell us what you think.

I also think it might be a good time to point out the donations button over on the side of the page and the fact that not a single person has ever dropped even a dime in our proverbial internet guitar case.



mp3:Realism is the Purest Form of Art

Labels: 663, The Thing About Time

Alex Muro

We are done writing an entire new full length that will probably be coming out for real real in September but we like to post versions of the songs on the website for the people who check here. I still like the website better than album's, its really like one ridiculously large album.

In anycase this is the first song on the The Ting About Time, and it kind of sets the mood in a couple different ways.

ps. I updated the file for Don't Fall Asleep its got some new stuff on it / its way better.

mp3:Passing Time

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Tim Koch

"It would be difficult to persuade me that the story of the Prodigal Son is not the legend of him who did not want to be loved."
-Rainer Maria Rilke

This is a musical interpretation of the last chapter of Rilke's "The Notebooks of Malte Laudris Brigge", a beautiful telling of the Prodigal Son.

"We do not know whether he remained; we only know that he came back."

mp3: A Life Learning Languages

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Tim Koch

This song is for a friend who could be anywhere on the planet right now to the best of my knowledge.


mp3: Tarmac in Alaska

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