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Tied Up In The Vines (III) LP

by Kid Chameleon

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srol I found this artist through Bandcamp's recommendation feed, and it's one of the best discoveries it's ever shown me. The guitars are mellow and the vocal harmonies just so pleasing to the ear. I've listened to this album once a week for weeks now, and I still don't know a single thing about the artist. Favorite track: Fremdscham.
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1.
So, here we meet Somewhere in-between bad ideas and domestic dreams What did we do when we acted so stupidly Fumbling for blame Wondering how making repeated mistakes always makes us feel the same You'd think that we'd learn We'd think it too (If we weren't so set on having the least to prove) Lights out Show's over Let's go home We speak in footnotes that bend from intention to meaning to careening to an end Never reaching the sense that we intend Nor the well wishes we meant to share when we left Lights out Show's over Let's go home On the corner of Shoreham and Matilda We fester like the smell of blood after it's been cleaned up Did I make it seem easy as if to talk wouldn't please me There's a new feeling to me calling you to be better for somebody else Our heads stacked, we double-back Abusing our weak spots and the courage we lack A new year, new harms Revelling in matching scars and junk hearts On the corner of Shoreham and Matilda We fester like the smell of blood after it's been cleaned up Did I make it seem easy as if to talk wouldn't please me There's a new feeling to me calling you to be better for somebody else
2.
Fremdscham 02:25
Are these the days that we spoke of The ones that would "never come" When thoughts of future lovers were almost funny to one another, and impossible The promise of a new mother remains undone We took our time tired, wired in the Summer sun while you recovered Before goodbyes that would set the scene for the rest of our lives Every unsaid thing that we couldn't even shout Everything ends in a German word that I can't quite pronounce I don't know about you but I woke up down Take the things that made me remember you best Get your clothes, leave the records, take the rest We trusted each other not to moonlight flit Our world was small but I was happy in it Every unsaid thing that we couldn't even shout Everything ends in a German word that I can't quite pronounce I don't know about you but I woke up down -Were you ready for this -Were you ready for anything
3.
Notes take hold in a folded screen Somewhere semi-secret and signed "with love, Liam" Knowing full well that it's just another way to make you think of me Ten titles in drastic sound takes me crosstown Hood up and my head down Partner to father in all of those miles Separating your libido from the best of my time What you call "everything in-between" I called everything that ever meant a thing to me I took the life that I wanted with you And I had it with someone new Hell to hellbound in a casket Is this too much that I'm asking ETERNAL LIFE What would you have said to this A promise is a promise What you call "everything in-between" I called everything that ever meant a thing to me I took the life that I wanted with you And I had it with someone new The sign signalled all we need to know "SMOKE AND WATER DAMAGED - EVERYTHING MUST GO" What you call "everything in-between" I called everything that ever meant a thing to me I took the life that I wanted with you And I had it with someone new
4.
There's a trail of shoes across the hallway leading to my bed A cup and five letters left, one read: "A rose and frend gliter" Man, I missed her Three rooms away felt like a world apart You're better to me than I am to anyone else Can't you see that I still hate myself I'd never felt this alive and half-dead on the inside Eyes barely open and tired We're putting bad habits to rest Correct our posture Replace the things we lost You used to be knee high Now your arms can link around me I lost years to this I don't want to let it in again You're better to me than I am to anyone else Can't you see that I still hate myself I'd never felt this alive and half-dead on the inside Eyes barely open and tired I do love you I hate myself
5.
If you can hear me then give me a sign A touch to the shoulder A shiver up my spine Offer a hand so that I know I'm still breathing Stop me from leaving Make me feel like I'm good enough "GOD IS GREAT" And at his great gates lays a dead deer in the garden Tyre marks and a quickly-left-the-scene Is that how you've been Abandoned in the dirt In pursuit of the cedars The colours are clearer Help me clear my name Abate the way we feel today In pursuit of the cedars I think we're getting nearer When you get there what will you say And will you stumble, will you waste your words Or will you finally feel heard expressing your doubts Sometimes we wish for things that we have to live without Like the night a friend of mine's brother died I called one of mine just to know that he was alright I convinced myself that I'd done my best As if nobody had ever left In pursuit of the cedars Where the colours are clearer Help me clear my name Abate the way we feel today In pursuit of the cedars I think we're getting nearer When you get there will you say that you were proud of how you'd spent your days Because I'd love to say the same
6.
I heard about letting past loves be I heard elsewhere about chasing the muse So, regrettably, here I am with another song for you Not that you had a choice I've got time and a... "A constant pain in your lower back Your hairline recedes and your lips are cracked I'm ageing well while you're ageing bad[ly] But here I am in my emptiness" With nothing to gain And everything to lose I look just alive enough to not pass for the dead My jawline left me but my colour's returning My head is good I'm getting up, out, and I'm moving on You should too "A constant pain in your lower back Your hairline recedes and your lips are cracked I'm ageing well while you're ageing bad[ly] But here I am in my emptiness A constant pain in your lower back Our friendship recedes as my presence lacks I'm ageing well while you're ageing bad[ly] But here I am in my emptiness" With nothing to gain And everything to lose "My head like a faraday cage Ain't nothing getting in or out these days" -Is that your best excuse -I've heard it all before -Because you say it all the time -That it's "how you like it" but be honest... "But it's how I like it, to be honest"
7.
I find myself alone and I see that's still not the best place to be I think of my past and the people I've been forgotten by, or unforgiven She'll stumble in tripping over herself and waking me up but I'll be happy Whereas you came home at 3:30 smelling of alcohol and secrecy It's not what I want It's not what I need But something keeps bringing me back here Now lift your head high and smile For the guillotine In my best strangled voice I'll formulate a reply Song to song City to city Heart to heart Eye to eye My truth, your lie It's your word against mine I'm biting my nails I'm steady on the incline I wanted a quiet life I guess I’ve got it alright This is what I want This is what I need But something keeps bringing you back here Just lift your head high and smile For the guillotine
8.
I think I bled it dry After all it was a pretty short time in my life And over-romanticised You could never be that good Lay it all out in one ear I swear it's going in I'll lead the words one by one out the back door Make sure that I forget again The evenings - that never end The reasons - that I could never comprehend The questions - separating stances Because the meaning I still don't understand The morning - I never thought would come The seasons - I can recall every one The endings - I've had enough time The memories - it feels like another life of mine My friend 'til the end forever Or at least for a short while If I could say one last thing then I wouldn't waste my time... To hell, let's waste my time The evenings - that never end The reasons - that I could never comprehend The questions - separating stances Because the meaning I still don't understand The morning - I never thought would come The seasons - I can recall every one The endings - I've had enough time The memories - it feels like another life of mine
9.
I've written it down enough times I'll torture myself again If it's not clear, I'm not here to make friends I'm only here to leave again Don't just make the same noise Spell it out with words I wonder what would be the best way to make this worse You painted me in youth Watching my skin peel in the afternoon New paint over blue rooms I've thought it out enough times I'll torture myself again And think about how we're further now than we were ever near You painted me in youth Watching my skin peel in the afternoon New blisters over old wounds
10.
The capital forgot about us At least something could There's a covenant to speak our truths and then divide The revenant of love denied Lost to time Is this an end to consequence We're tied up in the vines There's an irreverence we held for adult life A sentiment bound by every honest lie We're calling this an end to consequence We're tied up in the vines Is this loneliness This is loneliness no more I thought it was everything But now it's the sound of the rainfall before the deluge of regrets that came my way It's the first reminder of a thousand cold calls And taking the long way home It's the antidepressant The great suppressor Let's bury it deeper than we could ever have meant to So that we'll never remember this This is the end of consequence We're tied up in the vines Can you hear it Are you listening It's everything And nothing all at once Are you hoping for more I hoped for years I really thought it would come But nothing ever came Do you feel what I feel Was your time the same Do you carry an emptiness for all that was never meant How many miles did it take Or was it all in the time Because it sure took me a while I tried to find the words I tried to hold them in I thought it best to keep them And not to push my nerve It took some years of thinking That I'd set aside to learn I made up the answers To questions you'd never heard Will the guilt in me hold up In the cities lost to time Do you think you did your best then Because I didn't do mine I can only be more honest When the prose simply simplify I've everything to hide from But nothing to hide behind I think the sinking feeling's leaving A hole's being filled in It's getting hard to remember Everywhere we'd been Nowadays I think just maybe Through the cover of a half-truth That these words could well be The last I write of you So, here's to hoping to

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Written and self-recorded sporadically Dec '21 - Mar '22.

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released March 27, 2022

Artwork by Mark Shipley / privatearchipelago

Kane Storr sings on Fremdscham, Funeral Plan 2021, and I'm Only Here To Leave, and also co-wrote the latter.

Greg Simpson sings on and also co-wrote Just Alive Enough (To Not Pass For The Dead).

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Kid Chameleon Sheffield, UK

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