Mudville (EP)

by Mudville

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Produced by Benny Cha Cha, except:
"High Rise" produced by Mudville with Billy Talbot

Recorded and Mixed by Ben Rubin in the Hole, Brooklyn, NY, except;
"High Rise", recorded at the Ranch, Mendocino, CA

Mastered by Ken Friesen

insert photography - rebecca jay
cover photo - buddah photo from jessica's parents place, ben took the photo
photo of bill clinton in lower manhattan, sept 12, 2001 by marilyn

thanks and praise -
billy talbot, mike hamilton, michael emenau, max landes, jennifer mccabe
adam armstrong, charity mcdonald, jessica dulong,
mudville logo font is channel tuning, thanks to jeff levine @ braineaters.com

the journal from kamakara to kyoto takes twelve days.
if you travel for eleven but stop with only one day remaining,
how can you admire the moon over the capital – Nichiren Daishonen

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released June 1, 2002

Marilyn Carino - Vocals
Ben Rubin - Sounds

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Track Name: Private Plane
I could be this sky tonight, double black and full of light
In the wings, so blood-hot, blood-sweet and safe as a naked baby

Favorite one, who knew we are a big blue bird up and flying
We jingle us along, this same old different song's a backhand crack to love

But would we sing the same,
Private plane
Silver machines to your homeland or a flight out of sight

You're a star before I wake and I swing through these ten-cent highs
in a glitter gown of pavement thread
sure I got time, and of who I am, where I am bound,
a dollar lost, a dollar found as you keep walking the street

But would it seem the same,
Private plane
Silver machines to your homeland or a flight out of sight
Track Name: Waterbird
Imagine puffs of daylight singe your mind
Bets from old days deign to open
In the pick of an hour when time is not so tired

Shake your head, come off the bourbon plane
Where that goes is always nowhere
A blaze of women's tears into your open mouth like a waterbird

Press for high-light purges of your pack (array of infotainment on your back)
The view would hold so high and still like Chinese lions and have its charms
And good would be this long but better was gone
Track Name: Nothing Gets You Going
This is the hole that holds the spokes that turn the wheel that gets you going

This is the space inside a jar that will hold anything you want

This is the space between the wood that makes this house where we live a home
Track Name: High Rise
High rise, hit the sea,
playgirls shock your men
gladmouth disagree
Box your bitter playground, let your mother kiss your wall
And stand before the man alone
eleven brothers tall

Raghound make a feast
Hunchback make the scene
cup their hunger in your bell
Riptide keep it quiet, work for what is spoken
So only bread is broken