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pillow fig. EP

by sick balloons

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1.
the stars are faces and your eyes are graves so droll and dignified the shelves are fumes amidst the sheltered city canvas left behind~~~~~~> you're so dodgy when you drive i'll keep a look out for the wire (we could dim the streets so no one calls and no one leaves) you're so darling when you try i'll keep a watch out for the bride (we could trim the pave so no one falls between the page) the bars are stairs impossible to scale at such convenient flight we crawl like widowers  and move like shapes indignant with their pride~~~~~~> you're so dodgy when you drive i'll keep a look out for the wire (we could dim the streets so no one calls and no one leaves) you're so darling when you try i'll keep a watch out for the bride (we could trim the pave so no one falls between the page)
2.
flying embers no sleep tonight pull me over and crash into the flame of the sun behold my fake red flower bleed easily linger on the unpainted moment depicted and dirty fly high meet me soar oh……… shapeful streams of steel circles my love not a melody a given and overwhelming yes to dampened minds fly high meet me soar oh……… shelves of once bleeding hearts sewn up with your guitar and the songs you wrote for me embedded in my mind not even sure what you stand for fly high meet me soar oh………
3.
thief 03:19
you are the cult to my imaginary scope so fit to wear the stars  of all these cut up vanity folk i'll shoot the stills of all your paralytic quirks  awkward and so frivolously spent in our wake but perfect stems are looking glass if you're the queen then i'm the crass i won't let you follow my lead cause secrets are like terriers opaque and precarious we'll fold tongues and swallow our deeds you are the purse in my apology crest to harbor subtlety like any poor reputable mess i took your hand and crawled between  the suffocating droll to tread the face held ahead the speak of our prose but perfect stems are looking glass if you're the queen then i'm the crass i won't let you follow my lead cause secrets are like terriers opaque and precarious we'll fold tongues and swallow our deeds well crossing guards are caveats so dull and spun in parking lots i won't let you stop being seen all the auteurs spar with harlots shame and stoics speak like starlit kane we're only beggars caught in belief caught in belief
4.
we could line the walls  with perfect paragraphs still the exits are best described; manic regiments and time continuum martyrs in abraxas we are all in-tact come on babe and crumble in our canopy cascade reading minds in my leisure lay i could swallow pills til im pushin' daises on a monday, monday skirt in with your mother coming down from the rafters i'm the panic in your pageant praise storming the pariah meant to lead in with dis-taste all the mockery you set aside  come on babe and crumble in our canopy cascade reading minds in my leisure lay i could swallow pills til im pushin' daises on a monday, monday come on see me darling i'm a mess in a party dress i'm addressed to your stark ends i could swallow pills 'til the morning after or next. 
5.
starstruck 02:09
there's a slouch in my bedside mannerisms fall at the waist i could write a thousand strung hips on watershed i keep coming back to rescue all the stars in your eyes epileptics sworn to secre- seize and rolling blinds underneath the crowds surf watercup kids and the like obscure, the panoramic gates you're my protestant babe i keep coming back to rescue all the stars in your eyes epileptics sworn to secre- seize and rolling blinds left the scavengers to draw from past the enemy lines scale the neighborhoods and strip the towns down, down to their size
6.

about

BRC-06//

‘pillow fig. (figurines/figure),’ a precursor to the full fledged studio effort, ‘telescopes (on) parade,’ culls songs from various points within the last 5-ish years.

most notably:

'fly high' features lead vocals from scott's sister, who inadvertently helped coerce balloons into existence by way of lending her bass on indefinite loan, during the home-recorded beginnings.

&

'widowers' celebrates our first collaboration with close friend, Heather Nation; predating her appearances on any other balloons record. this one holds a special place in our hearts, and was long overdue for release.

the rest of the songs are handpicked by scott himself, including the home recorded version of 'pills,' from the aforementioned forthcoming 'telescopes' record.

pick it up while it lasts…
limited to 50 cassettes and 20 hifi lathe cut 7 inches made by Audio Geography. www.audiogeography.com

credits

released March 13, 2016

all songs by s. barrett *except 'fly high' by j.dann

recorded @ unintentional architecture between 2010-2014

(california)

mixed & mastered by Noel DeMello @ Weightless Audio, Dec 2015

(los angeles/CA)

art: scott
layout: cee jay

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