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Muck

by Hectorina

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1.
Ellipsis 07:46
As I came down the mountain, I saw cogs in the machine still grinding. I started peaking down the alleys in the town where I was born. Seems nothing changes. They say in your lifetime that all you have to do is find out what is true. As I washed my hands for dinner, I noticed lines upon my face. I’m disintegrating. I started yelling down the street "Who is free?! Our futures bleak isn't it?" Don’t get fooled, don't get tricked, don’t fall for the bullshit they try to sell to you. But I was unaware at the time it would soon be over… As I came down the mountain, I saw cogs in the machine still grinding. Gather round all my neighbors. It's coming down, it's coming down. They say in your lifetime all you have to do is find out what is true. The crowd called out “Blasphemy! You must atone! You must atone!” I was pelted, rocks and stones. I was stoned. I must atone! All the bloodshed was my own. I must atone. I was stoned! I was unaware at the time it would soon be over…
2.
My life stacking stones on a hill. Interrupted by a feather falling further from the belly of a cardinal. A small swarm of bees, three or four helping each other, place a crown of holly on my head. My body lifts upwards towards something. I think I know what to do. In the soil where I offered my honey a blackberry patch grew. Sprawling forever, sprawling. A small swarm of bees, three or four helping each other, place a crown of holly on my head. Then a forest rose all around me. I thought it couldn’t be true. Spiraling streamers before me. Every color and hue. Sprawling forever, sprawling. Sprawling forever, sprawling.
3.
Memories evaporate like fireworks over the inlet. Summer tide dissipates, a jagged coral reef is waiting. It always was. It always was part of the answer, the pieces and the patterns. Lighting the lanterns, the lighthouse lanterns. Climbing up that same staircase, debris continues falling gently. Looking for a safer place, the hard swinging pendulum that I... I always was. I always was lighting the lanterns, the lighthouse lanterns. Lighting the lanterns, the lighthouse lanterns. It is as it was.
4.
Non Ame 03:16
I look outside, I could be there. On my own two feet I'll find the love I lost this time.
5.
Waking up with my mind amongst the suns. Falling back down to earth again. Reaching out into a cloud of dreams. Always in vain I tell myself the same thing… Up late, crippled under weight. Sprinkle water on my head again. Roaring loud, a howling wanderlust. All of my love gets swallowed up. "You get so lost in the past that you repeat it over and over again, so enamored with the way it was that it’s going to kill you in the long run. Why get so attached to the past that you repeat it over and over and over and over and over and over and over and...?"
6.
How can this be? I’ve been sinking so low. Weighed down by ethos that wont let me grow. Giving up on luck. I laugh bitterly as an unseen beast cries out in misery from beyond the trees. I’ve joined the choir shouting over grand stands going wild. Understanding no more than a child. Bury all my jadedness with broken strands of light. Corroded heaven finds me every night. My last Christmas wish was to wake up with wings. Reborn as a red tail, I'll forget everything. Fly beyond the trees, a slate wiped clean. My invocation calling to a sunset on the cusp. Soaring over yawning, silent dusk. See me pulling shrews out from underneath the frozen ground. I feast to myself. Still no meaning found.
7.
Keeping your patience is hard. The saddest shadows are lost amongst a fog so thick you can almost taste it. Bodies sick with anticipation. It's gonna drive us mad! Do we feel born again or is this more like a constant death? Are we wasting our lives standing in line after line after line? Collectively losing our grip. Us treadmill runners with glass against fingertips are starting to get confused. I know I've felt the weight of my weekday blues. It's gonna drive me mad! Do you feel born again or is this more like a hole in your head? Are ya wasting your life standing in line after line after line? I don't feel born again. This feels more like a constant living death. I am wasting my life standing in line after line after, wasting my life standing in line after line after line. I want to be there to make something happen. I want to be there to make some progress.
8.
It's been proven the smaller, more minuscule of things somehow always find their way to the bottom of the drawer. Smoke stack! Smoke stack! Smoke stack! Can you see rockets launching from the roof of that house? Quiet. Listen closely. Let the siren sound! This morning someone wakes up in the mud. So be humbled, notice the smoke stack! smoke stack! smoke stack! Be thankful it doesn’t billow out of your own neighbor's house. The harsher truth is the branch we're perched upon is liable to give way before anyone's alarm clock goes off. And I've been under the distinct impression that when an apple falls it falls all by itself. Quiet. Listen closely. Let the siren sound! This morning someone wakes up in the mud. So be mindful that we're swimming in a scrap yard. Despondence feels so natural as the oil-sludge soaks my plume. What are you going to do when the fire starts coming this way? What are you going to do when the fire starts coming this way? Quiet. Listen closely.

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released June 1, 2018

music by Hectorina
lyrics by Dylan Gilbert
produced and engineered by Daniel Hodges
recorded at Fidelitorium
mastered by Dave Harris
album art, layout and design by Melanie Dailey
band photo by Carl Stephens

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Hectorina is a DIY rock band from Charlotte, North Carolina formed in 2012

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