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El Castillo

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released July 27, 2018

Produced, Recorded, and mixed by David Vandervelde and Honyock at New Monkey Studios, Frank Lenz' Studio, The Record Dungeon and elsewhere.

Honyock is Tyler Wolter, Spencer Hoffman, Mason Hoffman and Christian "Sunshine" Meinke

with special guests:

Zach Hake - keys on tracks 8 and 9
Geoffrey C. Knecht - horns on tracks 3 and 5
Malcolm King - strings on tracks 7 and 9
Frank Lenz - extra percussion on tracks 1, 3, 7, 10
David Vandervelde - extra percussion on track 4, slide on track 10
Maddy Smith joins us on the acoustic guitar for track 3

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Track Name: Patron
I couldn’t tell you from a bar of soap
But you looked like something that had died
And been warmed up

Parts of you are good enough to use
Maybe they should part you out like an old machine

Why don’t we share a meal
Instead of sharing needles
I know a little place
That we will never get to

Unless you raise them high
Your little white
Your little white flags

Suburban self-demolisher’s suicide pact
She can’t get close to death unless she catches it in the act
When I was lying on my side in the hospital
And the walls were closing in
The furthest from my mind was the thrill

Your kindness is as unlimited as your self hatred
If I thought it’d make a difference I’d become
A patron of your heart

But your coffers must be filled with your disciples
I’m not the only beast of burden
Eager for you weight

So raise them high
Your little red
Your little red hands

If you were a snake you would have bit me
Cause you were right there
I was dazzled by the sent of your hair
What can be conveyed in a moments stare
That can cause me such nightmare
If I could see you anywhere but dreams
I would shake you of your legacy
Of bright stars that fell before their time

So raise
Raise them high
Your little white
Your little white flags

White flags
Red hands
Red hands

Raise them high
Track Name: Got It Wrong
Ain't no white noise machine
Can clear your worried mind
No Panacea will you find
Pseudo-mystic crystals
Won't rid you of the pain
No cosmic misalignment is to blame

Got it wrong
Got it wrong
Oh how I hope I got it wrong
"Our soul remains," you say
"After we're gone"
But I'll live assuming I ain't got it wrong

Ignorance is willful
In the information age
Dressing up opinions as facts
Is all the rage

When will caring be cool again?
I think it's time I called your bluff
Kaylee told me, "Don't you take no guff."

Got it wrong
Got it wrong
Oh how I hope I got it wrong
"It's all the same," you say
"Just dance and song"
But I'll live assuming I ain't got it wrong
Track Name: Heather
I could be better
But I’m feeling fine
Last time I saw Heather
I just didn’t have the time

Salt shaker in her garden
With a pocket knife beside
Last time I saw Heather
The fruit it wasn’t ripe

From time to time I’ll ask about her
What was more important than our fate
From time to time I’ll get an answer
Darling don’t you know she's fled the state

Got a ticket to Virginia
In the pocket of my bag
When I get on that train man
I’m gonna wish I never had

I’m looking for my future
In a calendar of squares
But last time I saw Heather
She wasn’t there

If the Ghost of God delivered her
On an angel with silver wings
If she could meet me at the station
Like something ‘blazoned on a silver screen

I know that I would be happy
Now that the light of hindsight has shined
Aw, but last time I saw Heather
She wasn’t on my mind

Her mem’ry often pays me a visit
Yeah, I wonder what she would say about that fact

She’d say
“The truest promises are the ones that never come to pass”
Track Name: Aunt Diluvian
Too many movers and shakers
There's gonna be an earthquake
Grow a second right hand
Give yourself a handshake

In the parlance of the dying
I wrote the book of the dead
Sometimes the only thing a caveman understands
Is a club to the head

Aunt Diluvian
Aunt Diluvian
Aunt Diluvian
Aunt Diluvian

The tortured posture of the thinking man
The straight spine of brevity
Not everyone is weighed upon
By intellectual gravity

My own coded message
A living language in it's twilight years
The meaning is lost to me
And I'll never get it back I fear

Aunt Diluvian
Aunt Diluvian
Aunt Diluvian
Aunt Diluvian

Self-imposed exile
Ashamed to show my face again
From an idol to an effigy
The line is very thin

Jesus asked for whiskey
He said, "But not from the well."
Your reputation precedes you
The stories your disciples tell

Aunt Diluvian
Aunt Diluvian
Aunt Diluvian
Aunt Diluvian

Doctor said, "Cut the finger."
Jeweler said, "Cut the ring."
Mama said, "Don't get married."
Track Name: I'll Never Let You In Again
I'll never let you in again

You've got the nerve to say, "Leave well enough alone"
We talked a lot while we were both away
"Let's try again when we get home,
I know I was wrong."
I heard the same thing once before
Now twice I've opened up the door

I'll never let you in again

I filled a hole
In your homesick heart
When we returned it seems
I played my part
Why'd you let me hold you
Just to break away?
How did so much change
In the course of your stay?
Track Name: Romeo Casanova
Call me Romeo Casanova
Then wipe the sweat from your thigh
I’m not dead yet but when I die
My skull will have roses for eyes

But I’m not dead, babe
I’m not dead
I’m not dead baby
No

But when I drive
The road will be mine
Zipper in, zipper out
Zipper in, zipper out
Zip and shout

Don’t cry over spilt supernova
When you get the coal dust in your eye
Move on to North Dakota
Carry on with some other guy

It was hot at the airport
To think it was cold in the sky
Down on the basketball court
Looking up I got sweat in my eye

And you were looking like a killer whale
I was feeling quite like a seal
How can you come and take me to jail
When here there is nothing to steal

It was all fine
Till the California cop came in

Till the California cop
California cop came in
Till the California cop
California cop came in

It was all fine
Till the California cop came in
It was all jazz
Until they sent me to Alcatraz
It was all fine

Till the California cop
California cop came in
Till the California cop
California cop came in
Till the California cop
California cop came in
Till the California cop
California cop came in
Track Name: Middle English
As she sits down
Puts her finger on the dog-eared pages
Of middle-english verse and prose
The dog-ears know
Where she left off in her favorite poem

People don’t love like they did back then
Before the invention of Juliette
When love wasn’t just an epithet
In Shakespeare's head

Maybe we belong to a different time
When couples yearned and the couplets rhymed
I think we have something that they had
But they say it so much better than we can

Till turf her tower
Her flower
Will wilt on the pages
Of far gone ages

If I can hold the pedals in my hand
Do you think she’d understand
Love in a modern language?

It’s hard for her to think that her favorite stories
Haven’t been reprinted since the 1940’s
What will it take to be her knight in shining armor
Sir Lancelot from Camelot

Put the book down and we’ll go to bed
With images of Galahad in your head
Unlike the books that would die on your desk
My love for you goes on and on and on

Love ain’t something you can dress up for a photograph
It’s constantly falling in and out of style
It’s standing there with its arms akimbo
Heaven and hell
And often limbo

Oh yeah
Track Name: Man in Need
I'm having trouble feeling good about anything
Time slips from my hands
Like an ill-fitting wedding ring

Stretched so thin that you could see right through my skin
Starting at the finish
'Cause I don't know where to begin

Can't you help a man in need?
Won't you spare a life to lead?
Tell me it gets better and I'll try real hard,
To believe

Why should I contribute to society?
I can't think of much
That society has done for me

If you're a dreamer then you best be ready
For a fight
People tend to rain on a flame
If it burns too bright

Can't you help a man in need?
Won't you spare a life to lead?
Tell me it gets better and I'll try real hard,
To believe
Track Name: Into My Arms
I've taken a big risk
Letting you know how I feel
I've made memories with you
They will haunt me if you go

Please find the time
Won't you find your way?
Into my arms

We're incomplete
But the holes in our hearts leave room to grow
There's nothing left to say
Just heavy words to weigh us down

Please find the time
Won't you find your way?
Into my arms
Track Name: Saints of the Pyre
I hope that you’re in love
I mean really in love
And though your mind wanders
It always finds a home
Cause I think that’s what love is
Finding where you belong
Without ignoring other places
Sometimes I fantasize of being alone

And I wish that God existed
And love was a hand
That would catch me when I fell
That I needed nothing else
And when you looked at the stars
You’d see Him looking back
And I hope when you feel like crying
That instead you laugh

I hope you laugh at all the funny things around you
And some of the things that aint
I hope you laugh
And when you get done laughing
Wipe the tears off your face
Ooo, ooo, ooo

I hope that you’re happy
I mean actually happy
That you get pleasure from the truth
Not what you wished the truth was
That you’ve not found a routine
And you what pain means
And children if you have them
Are separate human beings

And I hope that you were right
I mean absolutely right
When you said I had miscalculated
When I wanted to take my life
And though there’s peaks and valleys
I’ll rise forever ever higher
And I hope that when I die
It was not a trial by fire

That an end is an end
Not snakes coiling around a pyre

That I won’t be afraid of the nothing interchanging
Fakers faking
Lovers feigning love
Forever afraid of getting higher

Ooo, ooo, ooo

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