Lacuna

by Naked Waste

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Recorded in a swamp one hour south and in a warehouse half an hour north of Melbourne, Australia. Mastered by Adam Dempsey at Deluxe

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Fold yourself down in to prayer
Address your desperation to a God that isn't there.
Form a steeple with your hands
A phantom choir will chain their moons to your pallid expanse.
Cut your bloodline from the tree
Lay each infected limb upon the moaning ocean's feet.
Rattle mud inside your lungs
Wrapped in the wet dusk and slowly swallowed rung by rung.

When the dark has fled and harvested its dead
It's in your bones, it's in your bones.
When the sunburst sky impales your dreaming night
It's in your bones it's in your bones.

Recall the taste of wild plum
Underneath the pines winding red rivers around your thumb.
Watch the sun climb like a flag
Flat upon your back in rutted earth and pitted slag.
Collect your things and drag them home
Collapse against the bloodless waxen streets that you disowned.
Hear the life hiss out of you
And leak towards the vents high in the function centre roof.

When your buried dread still poisons every breath
It's in your bones, it's in your bones.
When it's mechanised, so banal it petrifies
It's in your bones, it's in your bones.

When you're finally moored, furnishing sterile halls
It's in your bones, it's in your bones.
When it's still unsaid, still unwritten and unread
It's in your bones, it's in your bones.
When sheets of rain could just melt you clean away
It's in your bones, it's in your bones.
When the dawn's grey cloak wraps it's folds around your throat
It's in your bones, it's in your bones.

credits

released October 18, 2015
Bass/Voice - Paul Cumming
organ - Darren Cumming
Mastered by Adam Dempsey at Deluxe

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Naked Waste Melbourne, Australia

Primarily composed and performed on the bass guitar, Naked Waste is wounded folk scaffolded with arctic digital percussion and a mist of disembodied vocals. Something tethered to the geography of disremembered places—a communion of wonder and dereliction. These places of influence are used as a kind of vocabulary for the human interior— for unstable landscapes of self. ... more

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