DUCHAMPION
by duchampion
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Digital Album
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CT Soft Rock
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Lightbulb
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Sparklers
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Green Windows
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Ithaca
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Orange Rooms
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Swamp Thing
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Bellringer
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Sparrows
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One or Several Wolves
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credits
released 12 January 2011
All songs by Duchampion.
Ben Seretan - guitars/vocals
Asa Horvitz - guitars/vocals
Jake Nussbaum - drums
Will Brant - guitars
Engineered and mixed by Tim Shrout of King Size Sound Labs.
Mastered by Tom Tierney of Spaceman Sound.
Album design by Angus McCullough
This album would not have been possible without the generosity of our Kickstarter supporters. Thank you.
All songs by Duchampion.
Ben Seretan - guitars/vocals
Asa Horvitz - guitars/vocals
Jake Nussbaum - drums
Will Brant - guitars
Engineered and mixed by Tim Shrout of King Size Sound Labs.
Mastered by Tom Tierney of Spaceman Sound.
Album design by Angus McCullough
This album would not have been possible without the generosity of our Kickstarter supporters. Thank you.
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- Track Name: CT Soft Rock
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When I get home
Just call me
Just to say a thing or two
Like can't my home be yours, too?
Coming in for a landing
Over endless streets
I place my hands on you
Turn my chest into a river
I place my hands on you
And turn my chest -
Into a river
Snakes are green
Snakes are so brown
In the hills above I heard the sound
Like can't my home be yours, too?
Coming in for a landing
Over endless streets
I place my hands on you
Turn my chest into a river
I place my hands on you
And turn my chest -
Into a river
You. You are. Red.
You. You are. Red.
It's all brightness.
Even blindness. - Track Name: Lightbulb
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Dirt in the yard
Car left parked on the street
You can sleep
On my floor
Dog on the tile
Endlessly catching a ball
Long haired men
Wear nothing but towels
Floors for living, houses in the field
We slept standing. One bare lightbulb shone
Oh - I'm asleep
Endlessly passing a ball
Quarterback
My face cradled by sports
Dog on the tile
Tongue spilled out to the side
Quietly
We tracked dirt into the house
Floors for living, houses in the field
We slept standing. One bare lightbulb shone
It shone
One headlight shone on and across
The last strands of grass
Does a beaten dog offer up its throat? - Track Name: Sparklers
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Burned out in a line
Bulbs all cracked and bloomed
Wallowing in suit
Wallowing in full
Sunburned on your neck
Aloe's on my tongue
Shoulders burn and radiate
Underwire's warped
Wiring's all shot
House it hums at night
Shallows off the dock
Sucking on your fingernails
Swearing the smoke
Sweating through the cloth
Yes I love America
Retard though you are
These are the lies that I've been telling you
(They tried to swim around)
These are the lies that I've been telling you
(The oil rig)
These are the lies that I've been telling you
(Stroking out in droves)
These are the lies that I've been telling you
Diving off the pier
Driver's license smile
Coral's made of bones
Ocean's piss and bile
Pissing off the roof
Beer has taught us love
Beer has taught us everything
Sparklers in the grass
On the beach in Carpenteria
Read a book by Charles Bukowski
On the beach in Carpenteria
Read a book by Charles Bukowski
Emptying your glass
Took me up to the little blue room
Softening the edge
Laid me down on the sagging bed
Vacuum cleaners suck the dust
Took me up to the little blue room
From flagpoles in your crown
Laid me down on the saggy bed
They came running in
He had something to say
Speedos and bare feet
Something about women
Conquering the oil rig
Happy Independence Day
And bringing beaches home
We all die anyway
Day trip in the sunrise
You never knew your own demise
There's my papa and my uncles running naked in the sand - Track Name: Green Windows
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I always wanted to be a singer
In the redwood house so old
Dark wood and green windows
I slept against the floor
In a fort made of blankets
On the heating vent I'd crouch
Rain came down in torrents
Flooded roads and towns
But at night
Outside
Everything's so alive
They don't
See me
Down the stairs I'll dive
I always wanted to be a jedi
So I wore my robe hooded and long (thanks mom)
Once a bird shit in my mouth
I caught your ball anyway
How did we learn to use our hands?
How did we make enough space?
But at night
Outside
Everything's so alive
They don't
See me
Down the stairs I'll dive
There was a tree
Where we built the fort
Where Robert lived
He threw the painted spear at me
They cut it down
To build the house
Where the butcher lived
He cut the animal ligaments and knees
His wife made bad cookies
Thought she was trying to poison me
I always wanted to be a singer
In the redwood house so old
Dark wood and green windows
I slept against the floor
In a fort made of blankets
On the heating vent I'd crouch
Rain came down in torrents
Flooded roads and towns - Track Name: Ithaca
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I killed a mosquito
On my thigh
The sweet smear of blood
In its two days of life
Did it learn anything?
And if not -
Could that be all right?
Could that be all right?
Could that be all right?
Could that be all right?
Understanding
The form
If I keep writing -
Will I be born?
Could that be all right?
Could that be all right?
Could that be all right?
Could that be all right?
Attention wanes and waxes
I sit here each day
I am afraid that I am lazy
Cold cuts and nothing to say
Fear it closes my eyes
When I wake up in the morning
Throw ourselves in the waves
Separate the dead from the living
She cursed me
But I will be free - Track Name: Orange Rooms
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Used to sleep
In orange rooms
On the rock
Where Moses stood
In a house
Right near the tracks
Potted plants
And rotted wood
Born in a cul de sac
Streets have no outlet
Fell once
Into the pond
Dyed my
Hair blue
Rode my bike
All through the park
Tasted blood
From scraped elbows
Born in a cul de sac
Streets have no outlet
He called for the rabbi
He called for the rabbi
He called for the rabbi
He called for the rabbi
And then he let go
Born in a cul de sac
Streets have no outlet
There's a ditch with water there
Cars crash behind the fence
Born in a cul de sac
Streets have no outlet
He called for the rabbi
He called for the rabbi
He called for the rabbi
He called for the rabbi
And then he let go - Track Name: Swamp Thing
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Somehow against the grain
I took the knife
And I slew her
I slew
Met up on the subway
Shot up and downtown
Lights coming down through the tunnel
Body's sick and tired
Spine is tight and wired
I need you, cloud
Met up on the subway
Shot up and downtown
Lights coming down through the tunnel
I told you not to go to DC in the summertime
My body is a drum
Met up on the subway
Shot up and downtown
Lights coming down through the tunnel
Come on get this demon
Out of my body
My body
It's the return of the swamp thing - Track Name: Bellringer
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In the deep day
Bottom of the sun
I panicked
Thought you took me over
Saw my mind reach down
Inside
Push my back away
All my art
Was useless in that sea
Your hands they took
But oh, you are me
I'm not afraid in the land where all is wind
Came to me
Bird from the sea
Falling of a hoof
Rings the temple bell
A lonely man's scream
Before he hangs himself
Becomes an equal cause
To dance
The land where all is wind
Born by chance
Not by chance
Stars and stripes of many colored bars
Came to me
Bird from the sea
Falling of a hoof
Rings the temple bell
A lonely man's scream
Becomes an equal cause
To dance
The land where all is wind
You've got a reaction
Came to me
Bird from the sea
Perched on a wire
Fell like songs
Cracks in the bell - Track Name: Sparrows
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Still a life well lived
Don't understand it
Water wrinkled skin
Tallying the fall of every sparrow
Teeth for toothy grins
Wind the wire
Tend the city's bees
Sweep the skin scraped from
Your hobbled knees
Stole the window sill
Don't understand it
Sun bleached teeth
Tallying the fall of every sparrow
Wells for wired wreaths
Barbed and broken
Ash and glass and string
Bind the water
With the house's wings
Oh, it's all I know
Don't understand it
Wind swept breast
Tallying the fall of every sparrow
Sleep for stolen rest
Wells of water
Framed in birch and briar
Sparrows wanting
Fell from hobbled wire - Track Name: One or Several Wolves
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Dreampt of wolves again
Ate up all my limbs
Tore off my head
Pulled me through the snow
Things they die, this I know
Things they die, this I know
We are running
On the leftovers from yesterday's meal
We are running
On the leftovers from yesterday's meal
How to make it new?
And one or several wolves
Come riding
You watch from the city
So far away
Tell me
I will return
Who your
Someday
Enemies are
So I
I will return
Can help
Changed
You hate them
Changed
