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Least Favored Painting

by Low Ceilings

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1.
Sometimes — fact is Dumb time — acting Slip by — chat room Drip dry — bathroom I never knew the waiting game I never knew that waiting was a waiting game I can only tell you about Hesitantly, “Hi" Staying up all night Something in the way Light hits you today Hands tied — not true Waiting — for you Sheepish — sleep in Soap dish — laughing I never knew the waiting game I never knew that waiting was a waiting game I can only tell you about Sleeping with the light Staying overnight Something in your teeth Staring over me I never knew the waiting game I never knew that waiting was a waiting game
2.
When you speak I am a shoelace and when you cry, I cry I’m sitting sideways on the subway with my shoes untied You’re fielding all the leading questions with a glimmer in your eye You said your piece to all the doctors, you think they know it’s a lie I am someone different than you think I am; I’ve seen 100 degrees, we’re talking Celsius I am not subscribing to this awful plan where you are taken from me by the environment Are you stuck in a rut Or are you stuck in the tub? Am I making the cut Or am I messing it up? When you speak I am a shoelace and when you move, I'll move I’m sitting backwards in the bathtub and I’m not leaving soon You’re interviewing in the bunker and enjoying the view My boots are turning into puddles and the leaves are blue I am someone different than you think I am; I’ve seen 100 degrees, we’re talking Celsius I am not subscribing to this awful plan where you are taken from me by the environment Are you stuck in a rut Or are you stuck in the tub? Am I making the cut Or am I messing it up? Head full of caffeine and trashy memes Postmodern pastiche right under our feet Are you stuck in a rut Or are you stuck in the tub? Am I making the cut Or am I messing it up?
3.
I jab myself with the pokey side I'm just a guy, most of the time Forgive my words and my Freudian slip I'll get in touch with it My silly self-worth questions are thread I'm on the sofa, you're in the shed You sure showed me, man, I got sewn up by you I'll get in touch with it Get in touch with it Get in touch with your id You're the queen of it Yeah you'll know what you did Get in touch with it Get in touch with your id Get in touch with it — I'm in the side seat, taking a ride I'm just so clumsy most of the time I'll spill your drink as I change out the CD I'll get in touch with it You sit me up when I'm not feeling fine I've always been yours to analyze Undo my stitches, perform all your tests on me I'll get in touch with it Get in touch with it Get in touch with your id You're the queen of it Yeah you'll know what you did Get in touch with it Get in touch with your id Get in touch with it — Now never mind the underline I'll make a place specifically for you And if perchance your eyelids dance I'll tell you what we're gonna do I understand your reprimand I'm not exactly sure about the view But if you'll be right next to me I’ll tell you what we're gonna do You sit me up when I'm not feeling fine I've always been yours to analyze
4.
Light/Low 04:34
You'll make my bones grow And I'll be the skin of your teeth Light in the sunshine Low when you're taken from me We were born in western nations Understand the implications, now I just can't help clinging to ya, Worrying about minutia now So let's take the path With the most even way Let's dry our hands And domesticate You'll lift my fingers And I'll make a gesture or three Life on the table Like you'd expect me to be Architecture, Archimedes Rolling around in all my theses, now All your patience, placate, soothe me, Every time you see right through me, now So let's take the path With the most even way Let's dry our hands And domesticate /Stylize my life Make me pretty Start killing time Watch memories survive/
5.
Heavy Homily 05:03
Speaking of avoidable decline Painting all the pointillism in your mind Sucking all the joy we give Heavy homily, derivative Laying out a comprehensive guide Slightly reminiscent of the ones you decry Leeching all the looseness from me Void of whimsy and of melody /Recontextualize your thinking All my squinty friends are squinting Please include the reason for me Arduous, explanatory/

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released May 1, 2018

Songs written and performed by Ben Mueller, except keys on "Light/Low" by Evan Debevec-McKenney.

Recorded and mixed by Ben Mueller at Janky Sounds Windsor CT.
Mastered by Travis Beaney.

Cover art by Jesse Buchter.

Thank you to the consistently supportive and wonderful group of folks whose input made this project a joy to work on: Evan Debevec-McKenney, Jesse Buchter, Phil Jones, Travis Beaney, Marissa Greene, and Mom & Dad.

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Folky indie-rock with a prog twist.

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