Names of Things and What They Do

by Gentle Brontosaurus

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1.
Soft Things 03:36
Paul Simon sings he’s soft in the middle I’m soft in the middle and I’m wasting my breath Anna Bertha saw her bones in her hand and cried out, I have seen my death! Anna Bertha, I have seen my death too Waves of the working days grinding me into sand Anna Bertha, I have seen my death too, skeleton hiding inside my warm soft hand in my hand Chorus: When she touched the feathers of the ghost-white owl and her fingers sank right in Or the ripe persimmon, red as rust, wet honey under the skin Your hand in mine with your flesh so fine, cold bones, warm hand, gold rings; Soft things, soft things Black frame around his portrait like the frame that runs Around the X-ray or the computer screen I keep forgetting that Eric’s gone but he still shows up sometimes, living, in my dreams Sometimes you feel like nothing at all So soft when I take your hand in mine And then I feel like nothing at all Snow and static on the inside On the inside Glory days of wine and bruises All the things that he refuses Floating world that occupies my time I wanted to grow up wise and wild But I’ve been old since I was a child Tried to fly and melt and fall But I float down like feathers, like nothing at all Nothing at all
2.
Rabbit Test 03:36
Junior year, I got some bad news Trying to study from my book about biology Kept on staring at the sentence: "Ontogeny recapitulates phylogeny" The words were blurred, my hand was shaking Two lines, parallel and blue You have a choice, you have to make it The rabbit died and I don't know what to do So I'm standing in the kitchen with the stereo singing And the buzzing of bees in my head Dreaming of the sound of church bells ringing But I looked out the window and saw the church sign instead: "Don't put a period where God put a comma" And what if there's no period? God!-- Little comma, lines continuing Little comma, I think of my mom, Nineteen, in the kitchen Phone like a crescent moon pressed against her ear Saying, "I'm sorry, I'm going to keep her" Light down the lines saying comma no period here Comma curves like the crescent moon in the sky Or the spine of a specimen in formaldehyde Half-made salamander with its moon-black eye I'm sorry, I can't keep you Tail of the phone line curling down in the dark Pale spine pressed up on my ear I whisper to the gills of the moon in the dark I'm sorry, there's no room for you here Black water, white fish in black water, I go towards the mirror in the dimming light In the dark of the hallway I look like my mother Mother, comma, goodnight
3.
Shoegaze noise Drowns the sound Reading light haloes saints Window shades down Little bottles Chase your sorrow Drinking westwards Into tomorrow Can't catch me, you can't catch me Can't catch me, you can't catch me Can't catch me, you can't catch me Can't catch me, you can't catch me Outside countries, outside time Reading Skymall Reading Hemispheres Watching stewardesses Thin as atmosphere Ginger ale Tastes like flying This descent Feels like dying Can't catch me, you can't catch me (Everything's so cold in the outer air) Can't catch me, you can't catch me (Looking down on clouds like a blanket) Can't catch me, you can't catch me (And the land is so empty everywhere) Can't catch me, you can't catch me (Chase the sun but you won't catch it) Outside countries, outside time Anthill houses Growing taller Like a dinosaur sponge Or maybe I'm growing smaller Closing up Like a telescope Shrinking down Till I become a photo Can't catch me, you can't catch me (I'm scared of takeoffs and of landings) Can't catch me, you can't catch me (I'm scared of continuing and scared of endings) Can't catch me, you can't catch me (Metal capsule speeding like seven-league boots) Can't catch me, you can't catch me (Let the wind pull up my coward roots) Outside countries, outside time Can't catch me, you can't catch me (Feeling footloose and duty-free) Can't catch me, you can't catch me (With the stars up above and the cities down below me) Can't catch me, you can't catch me (Shining out in the dark) Can't catch me, you can't catch me (And this plane's shining too like a traveling star) Outside countries, outside time Can't catch me, you can't catch me (There's always something that you're running from) Can't catch me, you can't catch me (There's always something to leave behind) Can't catch me, you can't catch me (If you don't have something you're running from) Can't catch me, you can't catch me (You're probably just not trying, darling) Outside countries, outside time
4.
Like the quick red fox and the lazy brown dog The tiger jumped over the fence at the zoo She imagines him running down Ocean Avenue But he was shot like a dog, like the animal he was Sometimes the world will punish you for being who you are Eleanor at the end of the world With her science fiction books and melancholy art films Earth Abides, Rivers and Tides, The Dawn of the Dead, and she's lying in bed, thinking, how did I get here? And who will take me away? In her dead-end job at the local coffee shop Seems romantic when you're not paying the bills Oh, Eleanor, at the end of the world It might be better Walking through the silent city streets with nobody around you It might be better Broken windows under ivy, remnants of society in a handful of dust Oh, Eleanor, at the end of the world And she falls And she calls Oh, Eleanor, at the end of the world All the bats are dying in their warm black caves And the bees are dying in their honey-golden hives College is a love song to doing what you want but when you jump the fence, it's time to face the consequences Writing essays Applying for an MFA once you have the money Eleanor at the end of the world Watching zombie movies and apocalyptic films La Jetee, 28 Days Later, The Walking Dead, and she's lying in bed, thinking, how did I get here? And who will take me away? It might be better Walking through the gathering darkness with nobody around you It might be better Tigers in the avenue, running from the city zoo, radio silence Oh, Eleanor, at the end of the world And she falls And she calls Oh, Eleanor
5.
Isonone 03:58
I had a dream about you last night But I woke up to find there was no-one in sight And I said Whatcha doing in my head? And I said Whatcha doing in my head? And then I saw you a second time But your baby tooth, it looked just like mine I don't know why you always held it up so high I don't know why you always held it up so high First time I saw those crooked eyes Didn't need a sign, I didn't need a First time I saw those crooked eyes Now I'm living in someone else's time Someone else's time, someone else's Now I'm living in someone else's time...
6.
Didn't they tell you when they locked the doors Didn't you notice when they swept the floor They left you here and never said goodnight Didn't they tell you it was time to drink Didn't they tell you it was time to dream Under flickering fluorescent REM What kind of mechanic wouldn't hear the clamor? go on and scream like you're not going to listen for an answer but we've got to grow in this quickening clime I'm afraid I'll hit the sky Blue screen is a slow death Blue screen is a slow death Your friends have all given up and quit But you burn down to your last filament Though not as bright as you once had been Your connections have begun to fray But you still haven't become afraid Of falling prey to the incessant din What kind of mechanic wouldn't hear the clamor? go on and scream like you're not going to listen for an answer but we've got to grow in this quickening clime I'm afraid I'll hit the sky Blue screen is a slow death Blue screen is a slow death
7.
Paper clip neutrino detector lincoln log reactor core dirty bomb erector set with Lego blocks, now happenstance is in the hands of the absurdly young carrion birds carry on, carry on carrion birds carry on, carry on feral packs of pterodactyls hovercraft traffic jam circuitbent drone attack with elemental yoga mats now runningwear in camouflage is the style terror is for the naive cynicism reigns supreme I'm growing fond of death and taxes fickle friends but seldom absent assets to ashes, dividends to dust carrion birds carry on, carry on carrion birds carry on, carry on Paper clip neutrino detector lincoln log reactor core dirty bomb erector set with lego blocks now there's nothing left
8.
Bruce Willis 02:37
i met a girl with dayglo hair orange you glad that she was my fare rods and cones, it hurts to stare fluorescing in the neon glare between the wind and the rain between the earth and the flames it will not be the same i will not be the same someday i'm going to make her mine a paragon of paradigm i've loved her since the time she toddled only an hour self-unbottled i met a girl with skin of blue men don't cry but i was moved before she died she told me what to do but who will protect who? someday i'm going to make her mine a paragon of paradigm i'll be the spleen, she'll be the spline i'll get to say the final line i'm not here to make your scene (leeloo, leeloo, leeloo, leeloo) yeah, it's green, man. super green. (leeloo, leeloo, leeloo, leeloo) what was it you said to me? (yippie ki yay, Mr. Falcon) now i have a machine gun ho ho ho
9.
Caroline 03:30
she pardons the parson for arson, saying, "so ardent an artist he is!" and orders her good-humored roomer  out on border patrol when petrol wanes she pirates an irate pilot in violet velour for the sake of our island inviolate advocating violence to keep us secure I guess I'm a little bit obsessed with our regal regentess benevolent dictatrix matron to our micronation without her this atoll would take its toll without her we'd be no nation at all For now I'm in a state of Caroline in a state of Caroline, in a state of Caroline patron of the arts, she makes us an ark in one-eighth scale awakens at dawn to take in the song of grey noise on the radio we're all alone and so we postpone the signing of our constitution written in sand, her elegant hand subsides into the ocean I confess... [rest of chorus] we survived the famine with most of our sanity intact the families of those we lost doubt our humanity we watched cartoons until the harpoons came famished we supped upon salmon and manatee what doesn't kill you gives you cancer what doesn't kill you is saving you for later The state of Caroline I'm in is now just a state of mind
10.
KFC 03:06
https://twitter.com/cat_beltane/status/329686743550947328 Bunting bird, turn out the lights It's nighttime, let the curtain drop Eat all you can tonight (little ortolan, keep on ordering) In the dark, you don't know when to stop (stop calling me, stop, stop calling me) You were plump and perfect, I drowned you whole In the velvety dark #IATETHEBONES Salt in my mouth and I don't know if it was blood from a cut or the wine that I drowned you in Or something else of yours, little bunting, little ortolan Drape my head with a veil Hide my shame from God Name my desires and my guilty silken pleasures I know that my appetites are wrong Last supper before your Judas kiss Last night I told you all I wanted was this Under the sheets and I can't hold onto you or anything, not anything In the darkness I feel that I could eat up everything, little ortolan In the bright light of day I know when to walk away But in the dark, I'll DOUBLE DOWN and I'll swallow you whole ALL IS PERMITTED, I'll bite your bitter bones Drape my head with a veil Hide my shame from God Name my desires and my guilty silken pleasures I know that my appetites are wrong Bunting bird, turn out the lights It's nighttime, let the curtain drop
11.
Stay 05:30
Stay Into the morning It's a long road to morning I don't know the way Stay You brighten the darkness A light in my darkness I'd like you to stay Now Awake after midnight A boat you left drifting My dear I'll wait here forever At least until morning Stay Stay I'm left At the doorstep of longing You slip away sleeping I wish you would stay Eyes close Like a guillotine falling Trap door at the gallows I wish you would stay Now Alone after midnight Counting the hours Dreams Coursing inside you Do you like them better Better than me? Stay Stay Stay Please stay

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released November 6, 2015

All songs written, performed, recorded, and mixed by Gentle Brontosaurus
Recorded at Dairy Underground studios in Madison, WI
Mastered by Carl Saff of Saff Mastering

Jon - guitar, electronics, vocals
Paul - drums, percussion
Michael - bass, vocals
Huan-Hua - vocals, keyboard, ukulele
Nick - keyboard, trumpet

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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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