Bees of the Invisible

by Gentle Brontosaurus

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1.
Morgan 04:23
If I could measure the distance between your fingers and mine Maybe my stuttering fingers would start to march in time I'd ride to the crossroads and throw off my long coat Bargain with whoever would have me Deal with the devil or give up the worn soles of my dancing shoes Tell the whole world what I'm looking to lose Hold onto your envy Wear it like a fox fur coat It's yours for the using Lap it up like lemonade Unwrap it like it's Christmas Day It's yours Morgan's so pretty, you don't want to be Yew anymore If I had it in me, the world would have seen it by now Mold up my mud horn, keep playing my small songs, Believe I have something to say-- Dream that they're hearing me, the moon's moving near to me To pull out the bone from my throat I kneel at the crossroads I'll give it all up Hold onto your envy Wear it like a fox fur coat It's yours for the using Lap it up like lemonade Unwrap it like it's Christmas Day It's yours If I could measure the distance between your fingers and mine Maybe my mother would hear it when I say that I'm doing fine Sang to the snow moon and opened some old wounds Buried my sacrificed sons Held hands with the devil, wore holes in the soft soles of my dancing shoes On Abraham's altar, I've got nothing to lose
2.
The Hedonist 03:19
Poison for my body is like food for my soul So I go on murdering myself with vice and alcohol And I know that I'm dying and I know that I shouldn't But I go on doing bad things that make me feel good Cause they make me feel good Glasses make you look so much smarter when they're filled with rosé And you're a fine spectacle when you're filled with champagne Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker Yeah, I'm just like Mrs. Parker, only dumber and sicker I'm a cheap, cheap date Can't hardly wait! Tell me, is there more to life than leisure? Show me all the points beyond pleasure I'll say this, I am no masochist Just a hedonist Looking for a God that knows how to sin But I keep going back to the one that's made of porcelain I guess no-one wins Whiskey drinks, velvet clothes, sex, sleep, and food Chase away the ticking clock and the existential blues I'll smoke cigarettes, drink hoppy beer Until the day that I disappear How can you miss me when I was hardly even here? Tell me, is there more to life than leisure? Show me all the points beyond pleasure I'll say this, I am no masochist Just a hedonist Looking for a God that knows how to sin But I keep going back to the one that's made of porcelain I guess no-one wins
3.
track1.mp3 03:01
I had never heard it Until it came up on shuffle I sat transfixed at the speaker It might not be a brilliant song but it perfectly fit The mood I was in... track1.mp3 I only knew you by the sound of your voice There were no tags on the file I scoured the Internet for mentions of anything that could have been a title And found a post on a forum for fans of another band Who were looking for something similar to listen to And you offered up a home-recorded demo and nothing else... track1.mp3 By the time I was hooked on your song, you were long dead A tragic accident in the warehouse where you had lived But a relative still had video of your very first show So I finally got to see you perform, It was such a mess A work in progress... track1.mp3 Now I put you on all my playlists and my mixtapes But I'm no tastemaker, I've got my own product to push But you'll live on in a file on a flash drive Or a Russian pirate site Until the DMCA Makes them take it down They'll never find you Up there in the cloud... track1.mp3
4.
A Shot 03:55
A shot rings out From the starting gun And you're off like an arrow Run, rabbit, run And you don't touch the ground Fly straight as an bullet, Truer than anyone Discipline, proportion Luminous distinctions You're as lean and holy As a shining St. Sebastian While I'm coming apart at the seams Sketched lines, A map you drew from memory And I'm scratching my name out of books Drinking down the ocean, Cutting my legs in the dark Over the hurdles, Down the curving track Greyhound, thoroughbred, You're never coming back Peel off this town Like a shedding snake Rocket to the heavens, white rat shot into outer space Over the hurdles, Down the curving track Greyhound, thoroughbred, You're never coming back Peel off this town like a shedding snake Rocket to the heavens, white rat shot into outer space You'll get away from here Shoot the moon For both of us, my dear Kick, kick it off now Let it drown I'll be waiting for you forever A rabbit-proof fence in this dirty old town
5.
For Emma 03:15
When you heard the knout in the town square It must have brought you back To your mother's second husband And you saw yourself on the flailing end And you would burn your fish with your Proust And no more cut noodles than human skin But you were never well behaved Enough for gymnasium The corset shop was nothing but a job Until your fateful day at the Sach's Cafe Rather than build a bomb, you got turned down at the bar Now you're the one holding the whip Striking one of your own, but still better than most And you would take your work with your bread And throw water back at the detective You read your way through a year at Blackwell But you were never well behaved Enough for gymnasium After the trial you returned to Mother Earth And found a doctor cut from the tenderloin You boarded the Buford and sailed for disillusionment Only returning for a mismarked grave in Forest Park It's been a hundred years today, and a hundred dollars you refused to pay For your clinic in New York, they still try to undo all your work But you were never well behaved...
6.
Summer night, sticky hot and molten Setting sun filling me with golden light Sets the trees on fire Shield your eyes The world's on fire Palm trees, the California coastline Freeways stretching on for miles and miles Headlights like fireflies Shield your eyes The world's on fire We pretended that we were movie stars With my headscarf and a pair of shades Took off my heels to run by the water's edge The cold Pacific washing all my doubts away Away Away Here we go, the story of nothing You decided I wasn't worth loving anymore But once, I was adored Venice Beach, the scene of a murder If not that, the scene of some other crime Like wasting my time Shield your eyes The world's on fire And if we'd been lovers on the movie screen I would have found the magic words to make you stay Held you while the rubble rained around our heads And kissed you while the world burned away Away Away In my bed, I lie still and think about Where you are, and if I just concentrate I can feel you in space Palm trees filter the moonlight I know that there's someone in your arms tonight The world's on fire The world's on fire The world's on fire
7.
Finally I have arrived This is my ultimate form I've never been so alive I've never been so adorned All that I was before Is someone I no longer am The history I can't hide I would deny on the stand I know no other name than the last word on my lips I've cleared my cookies and eaten my chrysalis I've discarded my textbooks and kept all my wisdom teeth I know no other name than the last word on my lips Is that strange? That might be it Is that strange? Is that strange? My predecessor was a hack But you can trust in the new regime Forged by fire, the likes of which you've never seen What I do now is part of my identity Better take me as I am Not as I was yesterday I've cleared my cookies and eaten my chrysalis I've discarded my textbooks and kept all my wisdom teeth I know no other name than the last word on my lips Is that strange? That might be it I won't live longer than a mayfly Let my next incarnation be the magpie I won't chase the shine of the sun, I won't chase My planned obsolescence is coming to get me soon What I do now is part of my identity Better take me as I am Not as I was yesterday
8.
Wicker Park 02:35
All the little black circles Of mold on the bathroom door And all the straight black lines Of grime in the grout on the floor I don't mind anymore I don't care if my house is clean Pizza boxes by the front door It is what it is, so it seems Yeah Wish I were stranded on a desert island Eating coconuts by the score Or in a yurt on the wild tundra Like Bon Iver, only even more so Even more so Even more so It's better to be alone Yeah So that's what you get When you're a martyr to the Craigslist cause Take it easy, baby You're taking this all too serious Saints wouldn't care About the slime in the crisper drawer Joan of Arc was an athlete With feet that burned like fire Yeah Wish I were stranded on a desert island Eating coconuts by the score Or in a yurt on the wild tundra Like Bon Iver, only even more so Even more so Even more so It's better to be alone Yeah All the little black circles Of mold on the bathroom door And all the straight black lines Of grime in the grout on the floor
9.
A call to my cellphone You need my help again There's shouting in the background Whatever the situation is We'll sort it out Your other friends may roll their eyes But I'll pull the van around I'll pull the van around It's 3 AM and we're strapping a mattress down I had pointless hopes When we were in high school You left your parents' house When I helped you move out, I thought, "now here's my chance"-- I fooled myself, it's not your fault I deserved less than all I got A gracious, patient friend Six months later you were on the move again Your other friends may roll their eyes But I'll pull the van around I'll pull the van around It's 3 AM and we're strapping a mattress down What's wrong with your roommates? You didn't answer the question Because I had the wrong premise to start with I went away and learned the cliche you were College break and six months almost to the day Your landlord kicks you out She's a bit of a psycho, you say I'll take your word for it Your other friends may roll their eyes But I'll pull the van around I'll pull the van around It's 3 AM and we're strapping a mattress down
10.
I had a speaking role in the extended cut of a snuff film Of a hack community actor dying of cancer anyway It was all humane and legal in certain states I appeared on screen to read his living will and estate The cast and crew packed up and flew to Cannes for the debut They were lost en route, never heard from again I alone am the eighth degree of Kevin Bacon His office won't stop calling, offering million-dollar roles I could have taken But I declined Because it would make me less than the eighth degree of Kevin Bacon My client was a seven, his sole connection a six A snowboarder trying to make it pro, willing to take a risk She dropped from the helicopter down to the powder below After the avalanche all they found was her cameraphone The footage got a posthumous release With an intro by an uncle now deceased My first link couldn't hurt me, and my second's behind bars My third quit cold turkey, but my fourth was still getting parts She had an audition with Zero but got sick the night before They kept trying to reschedule, I thought he'd let it go They say arsenic never leaves a trace But I got caught with egg on my face Now in prison It's a dubious distinction But it's still pretty rare to be the sixth degree of Kevin Bacon Now the Oracle has spoken, and her prophecy is grim The hub has seven acolytes, each eight degrees from him You can't unmake a link, but you can lower their score So an agent with my skills would be worth a mil or more Wouldn't you say, Kevin Bacon?
11.
Jerkface 03:30
You've got shampoo in your hair And you show up to work with a smirk You don't care that you're besmirching your cause Worse than that yesterday's shirt I don't fault your actions It's your attitude I take issue with You're blazing a pattern It's not an isolated incident Maybe you'll find someone to be the butt of your jokes But you can't expect it from everyone You've got toothpaste on your pants A sure sign you brushed behind the wheel When you made your escape, how much shame did you feel? This one-night stand isn't an office first I don't fault your actions It's your attitude I take issue with You're blazing a pattern It's not an isolated incident Maybe you'll find someone to be the butt of your jokes But you can't expect it from everyone We used to have booze at all the office parties But then you would get drunk and pretend to lose your inhibitions I think you take pleasure in gaining an advantage In taking advantage In making advances I don't fault your actions It's your attitude I take issue with You're blazing a pattern It's not an isolated incident Maybe you'll find someone to be the butt of your jokes But you can't expect it from everyone
12.
I saw you on that TV show And you looked into my eyes I saw you wore that red jacket The one you know I like And on the wall by the bus stop I found a message with my name Well, I know you're out there And I'll wait And on your latest album All the words on track six Converted into numbers Form the number of the house where I live In the basement of the thrift shop I found a letter with my name Well, I know you're out there And I'll wait And I was the only one Chosen to save you Did you see it written in the clouds? I need you too I saw you in that magazine Morse code kerning spelled out my name I understood what you meant there We are the same We are the same In the leaves in the gutter I found a golden dove with my name Well, I know you're coming And I'll wait Well, I was the only one Chosen to save you Did you see it written in the clouds? I need you too I'll wait I'll wait I'll wait I'll wait

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released May 12, 2018

All songs by Gentle Brontosaurus

Huan-Hua Chye - vocals, ukulele, keyboards
Nick Davies - vocals, keyboards, trumpet
Cal Lamore - guitars
Paul Marcou - drums, percussion
Anneliese Valdes - bass, saxophone, baritone horn, trumpet, vocals

Engineered and mixed by Cal Lamore
Mastered by Carl Saff
Art by Michael Sambar

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"Sweet, sunny and just a little bit twee, this indie pop quintet will make you want to dance and hug your friends... With folk and jangle-pop influences, [Bees of the Invisible] features smart lyrics, thoughtful instrumentation and enchanting songwriting." --Isthmus

"expert-level indie pop... effortless, breezy fun interspersed with harder-edged rockers" --Expansionista! zine
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