THIS IS YOUR ADVENTURE TOO

 
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TRACK LISTING

1. Exoskeleton

2. Try This

3. Young & Restless

4. Golems in Waves

5. October

6. The Race

7. Selling a Product

8. You

9. Catalyst Soup

10. Alsace Lorraine

11. King Fumble

12. The Outlier

Songs 3 and 8 written by Jim Pace

Other songs written by Aaron McQuade

CREDITS

The Ampersands were:  

Aaron McQuade (Bass, Drums, Guitars, Keyboards, Percussion, Voice) & Jim Pace (Guitars, Voice)

Featuring:
 

Evie Nagy - Voice on tracks 2, 4, 5, 10, 11

Jamie Hill - Keyboards on track 2

Produced by:
Aaron McQuade with Jamie Hill

Mixed and Mastered by:
Jamie Hill, The Department of Energy Management, Tacoma, WA

Recorded at:

HappyFactory, Jersey City, NJ,
HappyFactory Mobile, Woodstock, NY

Cover Art by: Emma Trithart

(Photoshopped Nintendo stuff courtesy of the original TIYAT website)

EXOSKELETON

I’m building a face, a protective carapace
I don’t want a thing let in
so I will use a shield instead of skin

I'm learning to breathe endothermically
This light that's in my eyes
I can make it photosynthesize

My circuits all sing as I stand here practicing
The gears are turning smooth
and I can feel my mouth begin to move
 

I'm ready to speak, transistor sequence peak
The words become routine
though I don’t know what any of them mean

Adrenaline flows through hydraulic hose
But I’ve got this little ring
that never got hooked up to anything
 

My insides were built

in machines of stained glass guilt

I hope you don't expect to evolutionarily connect

It’s hard to run in an exoskeleton
But I need to walk this line
so I can live my life without a spine

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TRY THIS

Look at the vultures observing the maze

 Keep a close eye on what your sound conveys

See how the armored simplicity shines

 Cross out the Argonauts with crooked lines


Testing the anchor a focus grouped fail

Read the reactions before setting sail

Do you really like it or is it because

You just want to look like you're somebody who does
 

“Why don't you try this or you'll never know if it's cool”
 

Obsequious fireball too tired to explain

 Or torch all the remants of a guilty gain

Nobody will trust your newfound expertise

Nobody can hear your parenthetical (please)


This is a fury, a gordian knot

 For trying so hard just to look like you’re not

This is Columbus adrift in the blue

 Saying this is your adventure too


“Why don't you try this or you'll never know if it's cool”

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YOUNG & RESTLESS

I’m going nowhere
I’m taking you with me
I’ve traveled down that road alone before

The songs that I’m hearing
describing the feeling
Symbolize the people and their pain


All my friends ride the wave
All my friends, let them be saved
All my friends will have their day
All my friends don’t know their way around

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GOLEMS IN WAVES

Heavy is the hand, when it can deal into demand
Fallen like a flare, adrift in a sea of fumes or prayer


I took the elevator down to watch me fall
from the floor that I'd been on
But when I looked
I was standing where I was
and not up there
 

Circuit polemics by mainframe mechanics
Are simple semantics and golems in waves
 

Paranoia pride, swept in a hot destructive tide
Dreams of melted state, but even they coagulate


I took the elevator down to watch me fall
from the floor that I'd been on
But when I looked
I was standing where I was
and not up there

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OCTOBER

I cut across a neuron cause it's quicker on the ground
Amplifying memory’s antagonizing sound
Acute atychiphobia has got me on my bed
Seven days unshowered with a blanket on my head


And as I follow, all the footsteps go
o the same old show
That's October, yeah, I know.
(All you have to do is everything)
That's October, yeah I know
(and the angels will sing)
And October is the same as falling down


All my time is circumspect and all my losses gains
Asphyxiating ought-to-bes and burying remains
Industrial and soulless only resonate with you
But imperfect and unsterile is the best that I can do


And as I follow, all the footsteps go
to another year’s plateau
That's October, yeah, I know.
(If only you were a giant, if only you were a child)
that's October, yeah I know
(there's always the spring)
And October is the same as falling down

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THE RACE

In the race to win, only some will learn
that the lock won't spin, 'cause the gears don't turn
and the state you're in is of no concern
and your East Berlin can burn

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SELLING A PRODUCT

Soul is dead, long live theatre

Put on your costume, trowel on the makeup
you're going to work now, selling a product

Replace love with histrionics
pay no attention to your circulation
you're choking your ankles, selling a product

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YOU

And if I walk on down, what would I have to take?

And if I walk on through, what would I have to make?
And if I take a chance, what if you’re really real?
And if I never know, how will that make me feel?

 

And it’s you, you don’t know how I am
And it’s you, you don’t know how I feel
 

And something’s in the air, I guess I will never know
And something’s in the way I guess it will never show
I try to talk to you, I think I get turned away
I guess that’s alright too, I haven’t got much to say
 

And it’s you, you don’t know how I am
And it’s you, you don’t know how I feel

And it’s you.

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ALSACE LORRAINE

She gave everything she had
to stretch between the land’s
magnetic reconcile

But he was weaker than he thought
and couldn't break the field
forcing her to smile

 

If you can't, I can
I am gone


She waded through the Rhine
disfiguring her spine

more than she had known

But he abandoned their campaign
and fled Alsace Lorraine
leaving her to guard it on her own



If you can't, I can
I am gone

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CATALYST SOUP

Walk west below the dust and stare away at empty window; you, the water to my oil

Whitewash the cannonballs and fire away at easy target drink the moisture from my soil

You will make me change



Think fast, the genius looks and scribbles something on the ground, being careful not to rhyme
You talk about these things that I have no religion with Take me there just one more time


You will make me change



Jump in, jump in, take some time to settle yourself
Jump in, jump in, help me make a bowl of catalyst soup



Rainwater stay awake as tired hands are losing focus Work temptation to its core
Flashback between the beat to reconnect
the shattered passage, so much weaker than before


You will make me change

Jump in, jump in, take some time to settle yourself
Jump in, jump in, help me make a bowl of catalyst soup

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KING FUMBLE

You can be miss understanding
and I will be king fumble

and together we will sweep the floor
before the cookie crumble
I will feign philanthropy
and you can watch me stumble
and tied up in a cloud of noise
you can hear me mumble

 

Sure as night blue washed away by fall
Sure as ground under all
Sure as light to sound
There is me, and I will be King Fumble
 

You can be miss calculation
and I will be king fumble
and together we will clap our hands
and watch our landscape tumble
I will be false modesty
but you will make me humble
And we can foley cellophane
to make the thunder rumble

 

Sure as night blue washed away by fall
Sure as ground under all
Sure as light to sound
There is me, and I will be King Fumble

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THE OUTLIER

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