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Angler EP

by Angler

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1.
Mariana 05:57
Water passing over my eyes. Dead weights pulling me deeper into that opposite sky Salt in my mouth, and salt in my lungs. This body bag has finally won. The fish ain’t seen one like me before I stir up sand as I hit the sea floor Dead eyes open and come alive. To wake I had to hit bottom and in body die. For the longest time, all that I'd feel Is this sinking feeling of something unreal. A slow steady slip from all I believe in Sometimes you don’t know you’re drowning ‘till you breathe in. The fish ain’t seen one like me before I stir up sand as I hit the sea floor Dead eyes open and come alive. To wake I had to hit bottom and in body die. I’m awake Now I want to break. I’m awake Swimming to mercy. But I’ve been drowning for so long. I just want to rise above my demons.
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Wyeth's Girl 05:11
See to what we each aspire And the gulf therein. And the iron hold and the furring folds The books would shove us in. What will it all become? When our vices have all been hung? And our salty songs are done? Look-your chest it purrs like fire And my will it bends. But I'm strung along, roll through my love. Go on and chase the wind. You're sprawled like Wyeth's girl. You're lost-your mind's unfurled. You're wounded, bleating, bound and burned. Lash out love, for you I'm one of Legion. You're sprawled like Wyeth's girl. You're lost-your mind's unfurled. You're wounded, bleating, bound and burned.
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Jerkwater 05:56
See how this has thrashed me so? I'm cracked, you laugh, And slacken your rope. I crave the lofty luster The pearl and the prize, Not these vulgar frames. But my brittle will breaks, veering, Drift, slip, like a landslide, And I'm soiled again. Yellow-bellied and quivering. But brother, what about the concord? What about the concord? Because this is not your war, My plights, my fights, Are they but Jerkwater? What of my cock-eyed leaning? These fickle fears and scarlet years Don't they pass, unbent and unwound? Does your cannon Curb my taint? I'm sick of your errant shots, Your redwood pride And cacophony. You know nothing, and see nothing, By callow, or elect. Where am I to go? Once, this was my home. Brother, what about the concord, What about the concord?

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released April 10, 2014

Written by Dallas Brown and Brandon Harris
Rhythm Guitar / Upright Bass / Piano / Synths / Organ / Banjo played by Dallas Brown
Vocals / Lead Guitar / Piano / Synths / Percussion played by Brandon Harris
Mixed and Mastered by Dallas Brown
Recorded in Dallas' home studio
Album artwork by Brandon Harris

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Angler Raleigh, North Carolina

We are a progressive folk group made up of Dallas Brown (rhythm guitar, piano, organ, synths, banjo, and upright bass) and Brandon Harris (vocals, lead guitar, banjo, piano, synths, and percussion).

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