january

by Nuclear Jaguar

/
1.
Interlatitudinal 06:14
2.
Crumbled Idols and Edificial Debris 03:54
lyrics
The powder blue crown of the Dolphin's head Poked up into the air Surrounded by rubble and lapping waves I did naught but stand there Though the darkness itself was pierced only once By the light of my personal craft, I could make out in the distance a dome Signifying the stature of the past I tested my voice out by singing a line From a Zeppelin song of repute But the lack of an echo and the shakiest tone Successfully rendered me mute
3.
Holding Out 06:03
info
4.
The Sound 06:48
5.
Ebb and Flow 04:18
6.
Pent Up Philosophy 04:16
lyrics
Fortune favors the cold. The lesser evil is oversold. Ensnare me, and scare me. Down home hypocrisy, and pent up philosophy
7.
There It Is 04:04
lyrics
If I can make it the end, And break through to what's anew, I'll have an ear to lend and bend if it's alright with you Pick it up, put it down Pick me up, put me down There it is, there it is, there it is, waiting for me There it is, there it is, there it is A common slight refrain sings out once again I have no plans to restrain or keep you down, my friend Pick it up, put it down Put me up, put me down Pick me up off the ground Put me back on the ground There it is, there it is, there it is, the darkness I know There it is, there it is, there it is, the pain I love so There it is, there it is, the darkness I know well There it is, there it is, the pain I love but wish to quell
8.
A Mess of Things, A Mass of Dreams 07:33
lyrics
Too numb to speak So dumb to think Things would be different My efforts spent No credence lent To my hopefulness Apologies Mythologies It's all made up No logic why Despite my tries Is this the end? Did I fail again? With such lofty dreams No matter what, it seems I always end up Too numb to speak My prophecies Always miss The pain is deep What did I think? What did I think? A mess of things A mass of dreams A current grabs out currently A turret stabs out worriedly Not so fine, not today Lots of lines, none to say The dream expired The life transpired The droplets smack the bricks The footsteps push and kick The rote exercise And exorcised what they wrote How important is it to be immortal? How impotent is the primordial? Basest feelings, and a bassist's reeling A singer can cry but only for one feeling The wings under which is nothing They sing under the drumming The hands and legs exceed Amazed be ye not by such deeds As the deed for a home in a long-lost land Should impress none but the cruelest man They see something, how it all means nothing now

credits

released January 31, 2023

Jeremy Siegel on all instruments and vocals, except loops used for some drums and some vocals and some horns

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Jeremy Siegel image

Jeremy Siegel Orlando, Florida

Composer of all manner of music. Multi-instrumentalist. Podcast producer/engineer.

contact / help

Contact Jeremy Siegel

Streaming and
Download help

Report this album or account

If you like january, you may also like:

Bandcamp Daily  your guide to the world of Bandcamp

On Bandcamp Radio

Featured guests are the golden-voiced Baby Rose and psyche soulsters Brainstory.
listen now