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zeusbunch - glancing backwards (1998)

by ZeCoop

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    Immediate download of 9-track album in your choice of 320k mp3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.

    in 1990, Jeff and I had all the songs ready for zeusbunch's sophomore effort... and then I moved to Connecticut. :(

    I came back to them in 1997, when I got a real multitrack recorder - a Tascam 424 MkII, 4 track cassette tape deck. I recorded all the songs we had and had to try to recreate his vocals - mostly unsuccessfully. This was my first time singing for anything. I think they turned out pretty well and they are all recorded with the same basic instrumentation as the first tape - acoustic guitar and bass.
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1.
Ostentatious 02:58
She is ostentatious She's belly up all through the night she's As I would be As I would be She's the daughter of pretense she's so Woman I run run run She fight the frown down down Call it a bull And ride the ring Around your eyes Ride the river She is gone gone gone Away. She fought back to kill your words Her eyes can't know No, no, no, she gone her say she Run run run Away She so little woman Now I see Money makes a man Makes a woman cry out loud to touch the world Cry out to the sky now Or don't you know I love you. (c) 2011 John Cooperider/Jeff Petersen
2.
Serve me a lesson God Of pearls at least To drown the subtle voices Ocean-tide Conscience voices Rising further in rage Than in countenance. Save my eyes from the doubts of limits Blind me to the basest of heroes Their hands carry The people as the prize Of certainty. Can we Can we Fail to see this Heaven of dirt Will God believe us When we say Oh no We didn't know. Make my guilt the beauty of gold When you find a god who could fall down Make my god without such hand To smite me like a fly from the pulpit. Can we Can we Fail to see this Heaven of dirt Will God believe us When we say Oh no We didn't know. Save my eyes from the doubts of limit Serve me a lesson god of pearls at least. I want to close my mouth Close my eyes to an ever beautiful Amen. (c) 2011 John Cooperider/Jeff Petersen
3.
Only alone could I do this thing she says And here I have lots of company Standing on my shoulders And Stretching out my map of the world Jamming down my shoulders On the final day Of the fire burn your river I want to call you that night I want to be home on that night Only alone could I reap a world she says I'm a loose life The fire bite in your eyes Divine in this light Like prose. Fog that you see Head turned away from the world. On the final day Of the fire burn your river I want to call you that night I want to be home on that night Only alone could I do this thing she says And here I have lots of company Standing on my shoulders And stretching out my map of the world Jamming down my shoulders (c) 2011 John Cooperider/Jeff Petersen
4.
She waited for what she saw Was built of rock and the sea and She was god. Broken pencil pieces of love die and fall around me I am this old cat lying around. She builds a high mountain With an accidental wrist pirouette With dances of stone in her eyes. Bet you that simplicity will change Bet you the world starts breaking up it's knees again Bet you cardboard replaces our dream of tomorrow Bet you cardboard replaces the youth of tomorrow. She is light and these fish like stars are begging the night for eyes And we see them and they fall She will fall rock bottom down to the oceanside All gray with the pleasure from yesterday All gray. Bet you that simplicity will change Bet you the world starts breaking up it's knees again Bet you cardboard replaces our dream of tomorrow Bet you cardboard replaces the youth of tomorrow. We gouge the pieces out of the sky and we gouge out our eyes And we call this the dance of progress. (c) 2011 John Cooperider/Jeff Petersen
5.
Back glances at your shackled stare Hand on hand on man on man on... Calling submissive Forget repentance Bending my rules Keep a grin he says, he says Keep a grimmace A shadow of a smile for me. It's the way words meant other things The other day and today And now I don't know he says I truly wouldn't talk to you languid wind oh. He says he says oh Saw it there in the woods Could have sworn it oh he says. Bitter the strangle tree sounds Walking in cranial pressure What could I do, huh? Well if you gain pleasure by touching me. If you touch on me and if you touch on me Then he says, he says, he says Back glances at your shackled stare Hand on hand on man on man on... Calling submissive Forget repentance Bending my rules Bending my rules Bending my rules
6.
Rise 03:20
Used to be that you could rise Now you find you're finding ways to Cloud your Hide you face. But I won't ride down your waterfall I won't risk me for running at you. Be sure that you are, you are What did you decide you are Inside my wide eyes Inside my wide eyes You run down but you could be rise I refuse to walk down your waterfall I've been a little wrong but I do know what's right And I say if I see the sun tomorrow here I come, here I come Here I come. Be sure that you are, you are What did you decide you are Inside my wide eyes Inside my wide eyes Used to be that you could rise Now you find you're finding ways to Cloud your Hide you face (c) 2011 John Cooperider/Jeff Petersen
7.
Puzzlemaker 03:50
Should you fear the puzzlemaker Make a puzzle piece that will fit in to the life In the sea of wondering wander There seems to be Seems to be, oh me. Walking past the rail house That night air seemed so free. In the sea of wondering wander There seems to be Seems to be, oh me. Now the life in the light is done You could solve the puzzle but you haven't yet seen the puzzlemaker. In the sea of wondering wander There seems to be Seems to be, oh me (c) 2011 John Cooperider/Jeff Petersen
8.
Finishing The World (instrumental, inspired by...) She told me once That a world with accidental hammer holes Like craters and volcanoes Was definately... Unfinished Left undone by some lazy union of construction gods. I saw them I think. They were waiting around after the funeral, Smoking, With boots too large And overalls. They had tractors and big chains. The chants repeated, Paradeisos Thanatos wandering in my mind Paradeisos and thanatos Paradeisos and They and she Were put into immense cement Gold and black Confinement. With loud voices of chains and engines The box was maneuvered into place Like a conduit For a new hotel Everybody was thinking and frowning About the old house to sell And how to get home As the gods filled in the hammer holes With bulldozers and steamrollers As smooth as her face The coroner made "so nice" Every experience tucked under the skin With a quick make-up job. ******** (Thanatos-Death, Paradeisos-Paradise) (c) 2011 John Cooperider/Jeff Petersen
9.
70 Years 02:49
A Little Distance Seems like seventy some odd years since I've been with you. Seems like seventy some odd years since I've been with you. Seems like seventy some odd years since I've been I've been with you! And in a little distance We arrive there. The shrugs shed from grey sky. And in a little distance We all fell-swept back Back from the inkwash sky. Seems like seventy some odd years since I've been with you. `Seems like seventy some odd years since I've been with you. See me cut my brow My words vanish like when You were gone I could have died alone Saw me form my frown This big wall between us Cutting us in One half /one half. There had to be this wall between us It has to be this wall between us It had to be cause our sharks might eat us Seems like seventy some odd years since I've been with you. (c) 2011 Jeff Petersen

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released September 1, 1998

Music/Vocals: John Cooperider
Lyrics: Jeff Petersen
(c) 2011 Cooperider/Petersen

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ZeCoop Kalamazoo, Michigan

I love playing music and keep learning new instruments. My songs are in a wide range of styles, from indie-rock to surf, to folk to rock to electronic... I never know. I record at home in a studio I put together in a spare room. I work (via the web) with a lot of vocal/lyric collaborators from all over the world.

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