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Pastel Blanc

by Pastel Blank

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1.
Goomba Stomp 03:07
The conversation dimmed down a little bit Congregated at the underpass “Overcompensation…” muttered the dilettante through teeth of wax gone soft in the sun And what, exactly quickens your blood where pulls your marrow? Were you born with eyes too wide before your vision narrowed?
2.
I have covered all the clocks in cellophane and I, I watch the world pass by through stained glass panes Hold the picture of a Girl you never knew Time shortchanges You Sat down by the riverside I hid my eyes Reflected in the water were the cattle led to the slaughter So it goes Hold the picture of a Girl you never knew Time shortchanges You and in a number of days and in a matter of ways the taste of smoke takes on the shape of flame i fold my hands like i fold my days into paper cranes paper ships that sink all the same the carpet is being pulled on you and i the carpet is being pulled on you and i the carpet is being pulled on you and i Hold the picture of a Girl you never knew Time shortchanges You
3.
“In times of great cruelty, ample opportunity for compassion and camaraderie” I said sort of stupidly Shopkeeper, we appear to have a Thief She holds our letters and may be armed to the teeth Truth be told, her bags did hold Amongst the rags Tattered paperbacks Waiting for the cops to arrive, we wasted no time To discuss our evening plans Interrupted by she: handcuffed to the till. Oh, is she weeping still? Did you truly believe That she was a bad seed? Object Spectacle For your children to see Shopkeeper Another criminal off the street Shopkeeper You’ve got mouths to feed Truth be told, her bags did hold Amongst the rags Tattered paperbacks
4.
Born in a wreck Or should I say, a terracotta sunroom Eyes wet with lime he cocked the blinds and spoke of an heirloom Loss of balance Lots of faith Show yourself Terra Incognita He chewed on light, Salvations might A wingless seraph Spoke not of alms he lined his palms Loss of balance Lots of faith Show yourself Terra Incognita Loss of balance Lots of faith Born without hands Born without grace Show me your hands They are not bleeding Put out your hands Put out your hands Put out your hands and cross yourself Put out your hands and cross yourself (commune) Put out your hands and cross yourself Put out your hands
5.
Flecks of spit gone stiff At the corners of his mouth A new openness to those paranoid styles which you know well better at times than yourself Picture perfect Colour correction Picture perfect In love with an image In love with a picture of Her Which serves to dwell in the mind Do you mind placeholders? (Not quite) The memory of sight outweighs the weight of her touch Picture perfect Colour correction Picture perfect In love with an image Projections on a wall which she provides for your slideshow The distance between all that you desire, but do not know Picture perfect Picture perfect Picture perfect Colour correction Picture perfect In love with an image Projections on a wall which she provides for your slideshow The distance between all that you desire, but do not know
6.
Fences 04:42
I am generous Oh, so generous I take some of my Very Important Time To explain to you what’s wrong with your paradigm Just a pair of dimes That’s all it would take for me to call you brethren you might weather the question of whether or not whether or not whether or not I might ask you to STOP and I sat atop fences and I gave no thought to the consequences I am virtuous Virtuous paragon Pay my taxes, take my vitamins, read Seneca After morning swim at the Y, Y, Y Y, Y, Y Y M C A and I sat atop fences and I gave no thought to the consequences from up here my vantage is endlessly enlightening and I sat atop fences and I gave no thought to the consequences from up here my vantage is endlessly enlightening Get a job = Get ahead pull yourself up by each tenuous thread
7.
Lorelai laid on some way down the road All the signs got tangled up at the outpost With a silk scarf on the sofa by the seaside Drowning in tar In her thoughts, she checked her watch and cut a swath through a crowd so broad Slouching like a seraph with it’s wings freshly clipped I opened my mouth and the words just dripped With a silk scarf on the sofa by the seaside Drowning in tar With a silk scarf on the sofa by the seaside Drowning in tar

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released June 10, 2022

All songs written and arranged by Angus Watt and Oliver Hollingshead



Recorded at Dobro Genius Studios and The Castle



Engineered by David Parry and Oliver Hollingshead



Produced by David Parry and Oliver Hollingshead



Mixed by Oliver Hollingshead

Mastered by Philip Shaw Bova



Album art by Jonah Grindler



Guitar, Vocals, Wurlitzer / Rhodes - Angus Watt

Drums, Percussion- Oliver Hollingshead

Bass - Dougie Bedell

Keyboards (Terracotta Sunroom, Picture Perfect, Slouching Like a Seraph) - Jordan Clairmont

Saxophone, Flute (Goomba Stomp, Cellophane Clocks) - Maxwell Stover

Violin (Picture Perfect) - Dexter Hodgins

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