1. |
||||
|
Passive
Passive
The passage
The visage
The old bridge
The new bridge
Descriptive
Divisive
Buy an ounce of time and a minute of substance
The deadbeat dads and the dutiful husbands
Kings of the ether and queens of despair
X in the pocket and X in the air
Massive
Massive
The fact is
The practice
The old live
The young live
Constricted
Conflicted
Buy an ounce of time and a minute of substance
The deadbeat dads and the dutiful husbands
Kings of the ether and queens of despair
X in the pocket and X in the air
Stability
Patience
Stability
Patience, patience
You're killing me
With graciousness
Compulsivity
And I'm faceless
Buy an ounce of time and a minute of substance
The Melrose rads and the beautiful buzz bands
Queens of the either and kings of the scare
X in the socket and X in the heir
|
||||
2. |
Something Inconspicuous
02:54
|
|||
|
Are you so delicate
That your subjects and predicates
Are spoken with
Such hesitance
As to make them irrelevant?
The discordance of a halo
The architecture of a rainbow
The handshake is not where it fell
Assurance is not what we sell
The gauzy unreality as your world burns
Waiting on a question for the answer
Hard to be it, hard to be it, hard to be it
Oh, no-oh-oh, you found a bug in the code
Hard to see it, hard to feel it, hard to dream it
Hard to leave it in that dark room
Are you so delicate
That your instincts and habits
Are cinched like a tourniquet
And you barely can operate?
The devotion to a mantra
The insistence on a contradiction
The air kiss is not where it fell
Insurance is not what we sell
The gauzy unreality as your world burns
Waiting on a question for the answer
Hard to be it, hard to be it, hard to be it
Oh, no-oh-oh, you found a bug in the code
Hard to see it, hard to feel it, hard to dream it
Hard to leave it in that dark room
The gauzy unreality as your world burns
Waiting on a question for the answer
Hard to be it, hard to be it, hard to be it
Oh, no-oh-oh, you found a bug in the code
Hard to see it, hard to feel it, hard to dream it
Hard to leave it in that dark room
|
||||
3. |
||||
|
(instrumental)
|
||||
4. |
Compound-Modifier Blues
02:16
|
|||
|
Where is the population?
Where is the punctuation?
Where is the example to be decent?
Where is the subject-verb agreement?
So many molecules
So many particles
So many confirmed kills
So many imbeciles
And some people just won't give up any thrills
Redline that orange and vile crook
Put it in your updated stylebook
Where is societal enlightenment?
Is it in space or is it a hyphenate?
So many molecules
So many particles
So many confirmed kills
So many imbeciles
And good people's just trying to pay the bills
Where are the calm and collected?
Where is the comma connective?
Where is disdain for atrocity?
Where is that missing apostrophe?
So many molecules
So many particles
So many confirmed kills
So many imbeciles
And some mamas just trying to save their kids
|
||||
5. |
||||
|
(instrumental)
|
||||
6. |
Death on a Pale Horse
08:46
|
|||
|
(instrumental)
|
||||
7. |
||||
|
All roads lead to Rome, and Rome is burning
It's the end of the empire, the sin and the backfire
A dive in the quagmire, tangled in barbed wire
Is it the future yet?
Is it the future yet?
Is it the future yet?
All fingers point to me, and I am crumbling
It's a forgery of life, a stormy end in sight
A magnet to a knife, a dousing of the light
Is it the future yet?
Are there solutions yet?
Is it the future yet?
|
||||
8. |
||||
|
We
will fall
on down
rabbit holes
What
we’ll find
was lost
to us all
We
are here
in this
strange new world
Old
it is
So fast
And so cold
And we never knew what we’re gonna be
We never know what we’re gonna be
And the weather sure is shaping up to be
rather hot
Will you talk to me now?
Won’t you talk to me now?
Would you talk to me now like a human?
|
||||
9. |
Bruxorcism
02:48
|
|||
|
Had to walk the dog
Had to walk the dog several thousand miles
I didn’t know why
But I did it anyway
And all along our way
We found answers in disguise
Both panting all the while
Yeah, I had to walk the dog
|
||||
10. |
||||
|
So long, see you tomorrow
This is a breaking away from ...
(This is a breaking away from ...)
Wide berth, wide berth
For the passing of this ship
Into oblivion
What’s the worst thing that could happen?
All the world a ghost town
A language without a people
If you don't want a wheel to spin, don't invent it
You’re stardust, I’m sawdust
You’re stardust, I’m sawdust
What’s the worst thing that could happen?
What’s the worst thing that could happen?
I will come down from this low
I will rise up from this high
I will come down from this low
I will rise up from this high
Good morning; what's for breakfast?
|
||||
Autohypnosis Los Angeles, California
The music of Nathan Stack.
Official site:
autohypnosis.net
Ambient music side project: shadowylines.bandcamp.com
Visit Audiosocket.com to license tracks for film/TV/videos.
... more
Autohypnosis recommends:
One of the most masterful melodic hard-rock albums of the 21st century.
go to album
n'liten up
by Warren Cuccurullo
Warren Cuccurullo, former guitarist for Duran Duran, Missing Persons and Frank Zappa, released "N'Liten Up," a fantastic, mostly electric solo album, in 2015.
go to album
I'm a big fan of this powerpop album.
go to albumIf you like Autohypnosis, you may also like:
The latest from Kasson Crooker's Symbion Project is an absorbing combination of moody electronics and plaintive, drifting vocals.
go to album
Written over the course of two years, “Chances” captures an array of life experiences in moving soft-focus pop songs.
go to album
The debut full-length from noted game composer Megan McDuffee is slick and moody electropop with more than a hint of darkness. Plus vocals!
go to album
