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MP3 Alien Seven - Thread- Less Seams
15 MP3 Songs
ROCK: Goth, ROCK: Psychedelic
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UIY 1139
Matt- The essence of a song has to be in its origination. The essence of beginning has to be the inspiration. And there I think the original founders of Alien Seven met. We began with our inspiration. Lucas and the greatness of his creativity, persistence, imagination and ultimately accomplishment brought us to write this tribute to his first film THX-1138. Sometimes I feel as if I am that man in white. Trapped in a room of white, with no windows, no doors, no way out, no escape, and no idea what I would escape from or to. I think of leaving. I think of leaving you, and the pain that it would bring. I think of staying with you and I wonder what it is we have here? Who is the one behind the mask me or you and what are we both hiding and hiding from? The touch we share, the moment bare and the ones we walk from. Walking away the things we do and do not say. It is such a mystery a mysterious message…
Drew- The first time Matt and I sat down to "find" the music of this song (having, already, both the guitar and keyboard parts mostly fleshed out) we stumbled into a kind of "music magic", where without saying it vocally, we both knew something of enormous importance had just taken place. Not only for the song itself, but for us as artists. We attempted (perhaps in vain) to recreate that moment when we recorded this song. Hopefully it takes you there....or somewhere....
Satire, MS
Matt- I tell you true the difference between black and blue. Me and you, them and they it’s all in the little nods and glances things we think and words we’d say…
I really think that there is only one race… the sinful human race… some find grace and others are still searching…
Think about it love rocks us from the beginning, some think their winning but were all losing…
Hold on, hold on, and after the kiss the only thing to tell is the illusion.
Drew- If the Tin Man hadn''t found his heart in Oz, he might have found it traveling the dusty roads of Satire, Mississippi. After finishing this song, and it being a proverbial snowball or avalanche, we might have said (although neither of us did at the time) "We''re not in Kansas anymore, Toto."
Now You Stay
Matt- Somewhere inside of all of us we find it… it may be our first solo… or it may be the idea that there is just a bit more… the idea that tomorrow holds a bit more.
We all want to believe that there is a way out. We are all looking for the garden on the moon. And somewhere yes we believe that somewhere out there someone believes someone believes in us.
And none of us really want to be left alone…
Drew- I can''t think about this song without thinking about how ardently Matt fought to alter the lyric (one he had himself written) "jet black boots and leather gloves" to "jet black boots and drip-dry gloves" and how ardently i fought back. Somehow i think the song got instilled with that struggle. It''s almost as if the song fights back and forth against itself until it can''t take it anymore and rises up in its own anger and hollers "leave me the fuck alone!" Hopefully there''s something to learn from struggle, or this song (and life, for that matter) is a big fucking waste of time.
Brothers
Matt- Tired of turning on the TV and seeing the sitcom reruns and evening news. I am tired of the trampled story God and his entire human given glory. Just because we fail to recognize the beauty, fail to recognize the glory, doesn’t mean that God doesn’t have it, and after all when the party raged and the Garden Paths were lit with those flaming human torches were they not burning the body of Christ?
Drew- This was one of the first songs Matt and I wrote together. And it never changed much, in fact not at all, since the moment of its conception. Which hopefully speaks to the idea that we hit the nail on the head with our first blow. Or maybe it was the final nail in a our coffin.
Bultmann
Matt- The complexity that hides the sadness behind my cries, and crying out against sin and ignorance he seemed to have been lost to the story. To have spoken for God and to deny him the privilege of his miracles, seems to me the greatest tragedy. Almost as tragic as walking away from our dreams and goals, I think that there is a call here for all of us.
Don’t be afraid to ask why?
Drew- Unlike "Brothers" this song changed quite abit, and I think (actually I hope) that there is more change to come for this song. Songs are funny like that, sometimes you can''t envision them being any other way...and sometimes they seem never quite done. This song is also, interestingly enough, the womb of the name of this album...
Sand
Matt- And within the chaos there is a certain irreparable beauty. I came upon this song a long, long, time ago. I would give all to have someone really get it. I would love someone to understand. And the Spirit moves taking me like a rock star through the fire.
Come and dine
Come and dine
Come and dine we’ll turn the water into wine and drink the best wine first and then dance until our clothes fall off and we will never cease to sing praise and toast the greatness of our eternal provider.
Drew- Matt''s opening spoken words in this song, "I''d like to hear absolute chaos...not loud, but chaos" set''s the stage, so to speak. Although it might lead the listener to expect something that, being chaotic, might not be the fulfillment of that expectation. Which now that I think about it, is like love...and that is what this song is - a love song.
Sarah
Matt- I realized today that this is not a song about some girl. This is a song about me and that girl. I am there with her and she is there with him.
Is there a future for any of us?
Are we all not blessed and cursed with eternal life?
And we bite of the tree of good and evil good and evil good and evil.
And looking at the black and white I was searching for the gray, and where the gray should have been I found myself standing in a shade of grace.
Drew- Being that Matt answers the question everyone asks about this song in his statement above, (the question always being "who''s Sarah?") I''ll only say that this song took almost no time to write at all, and is somehow both the hardest and easiest song to sing...
Wine Without The Glass
Matt- This is a tribute to those who have died for us…
May we show the world a little grace on their behalf…
Drew- There was a moment in the mixing process where this song turned into what I can only call a "drunken bar song" where the entire bar, en masse, joins in on the closing stanza and chorus, and seems to swell back and forth like one big, breathing, singing, organism....but, while amusing, it wasn''t quite what we were shooting for. And on a side note, Matt sings "glass without the wine" in the lyric of the song, and yet the title is "wine without the glass". Perhaps discussions will ensue...
The Withering Night Stand
Matt- Underwear and outerwear we are all naked down beneath there. Standing out and speaking out nothing in our lies helps us sleep with peaceful toes and rolled back eyes.
Her Spanish eyes so deep and wide call to me from memories I’d like to put away way out of mind.
Forget me not, forget me hot, and forget our little bet.
Drew- A breakup song from the perspective of a third party, who, if only he could speak, would have more firsthand knowledge of the intimacies of the relationship than anyone. The Bedside Table speaks...
Plus
Matt- Walk down the beach and hold my heart deep inside your hands. Smile and say goodbye and everything within me groans. Thinking that maybe I could hear her moan. And these shoes don’t fit my feet, these shoes of Christ, what an imposter I am.
Brush away the hair brush away the stare and ease on back inside.
Drew- There are times, in music, when less is more...such is the case here. The first mix was a tangled, jumbled mess of a song. So we stripped it down to it''s bones and felt the skeleton was more attractive...and more true.
Would It Really Matter
Matt- I aint so sure that it would matter or not, but I am still willing to think about it.
The faith that you seek, you will only find when you need it the most. Nothing comes ahead of time, this life that we live is not a life of saving up for a rainy day. It is a moment by moment event. Rip off your shirt and join in the dance. Throw yourself around. Push your neighbor, you are your neighbors keeper give him a shove, give her a hug. Ah the belief.
Drew- A question without a questionmark.
Spodie -Oatie
Matt- We have all had a special place to go.
This was mine but it was torn down so that some shit-hole high-rise could be built to rip off the tourists who come looking for a momentary escape from reality.
And the writing is on the wall.
Drew- The drums coming out of nowhere, unexpected...like so many armies and so many wrecking balls...
Until She’s Still
Matt- A calm like a sacrifice. Shaking hands and the nagging why, life does have its laughs, its giggles, its grins and I watch the mask men come and go all night long. I wont give in I wont give in, I wont tell them names, faces, places, airoplanes.
And in the grass a legless foot…
Drew- Matt and I came up with some very interesting imagery with the lyric of this song, that we are both very proud of. Perhaps a byproduct of being moved by such Visual Poetry as can be seen with Terrance Malick''s film work, a true artist.
That We Might See
Matt- Touch a little taste a bit.
It all comes down to the imagination and the world or the setting that we imagine we are in at the moment.
I hope you join me there.
There is bliss in the blindness.
It is in the blindness that I now see.
Drew- I remember the first time Matt and I listened to the finished product of this song... and we spoke then, as I still feel now, of the almost overpowering melancholy that this song seems to induce of it''s own will... because neither of us meant for this song to be "that". But there was no question having heard it once (and now many hundred) that this song could be nothing else and we didn''t want it any other way.
The Great Musician
Matt- How easy is it to move away? I am still the same man I was when I was there and now you sadistic sons of bitches have the audacity to look upon me as if I am someone different someone important someone of prominence, don’t think for one second that I am going to look your way. Don’t think that this is the thing that you were waiting for. I don’t know you and won’t claim to. To your youth, your sons and daughters I say get out, get out now. Don’t believe their lies, don’t forgive their apathy, don’t accept their arrogance, and don’t buy into their frail and external- temporal world. Take, take, take your turn on the Ferris wheel, down here the high road and low road intersect the straight and the narrow and are marked with an arrow in the heart.
Drew- This song sort of started out as a song about the devil and hell... or maybe it turned into that... nevertheless, there was no argument between Matt and I that this was a fitting end to the record...it seems to have an uplifting spirit to it, despite some the dark overtones of the lyric. Hope. Maybe that''s what it has... Maybe that''s what we all need...
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