1. |
Observer Effect
02:50
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Open the computer
google my diagnosis
smoking slows the healing
but my mind might reverse it
caught in ouroboros as my body reposes
everything is poisonous in high enough doses
The study chose the focus
and the scientists can’t factor in
my unique neuroses
Pick me up
and take me out for a ride now
foot dances on the dashboard
of the passenger side, how
you rolled the windows down
to feel the wind through our hair
read, objects in the mirror may be closer
than they appear
or so far
in the fun-house-morphing
of who we are
what we’ve seen
memories’ scar
I am dying to be altered through your observation!
The study chose the focus
and the scientists can’t factor in
my unique neuroses
so tune in at the time
do not prescribe to their prescriptions
and imbibe as is holistic to your kind
and be kind
and be kind
and be kind
and be kind
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2. |
Solo Party
04:16
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Watching the videos not yet a year ago
I am already somebody I do not know
coasting the keys like a parasailor glidin
over the ocean or a motorcycle ridin
along with all attention
on the moment in suspension
Used to sing like I’d been punched in the gut
a swan song, a day long romp in my rut
a solo party of fingers meeting and parting
a social pariah, thriving on my island
or is it just surviving?
have I learned anything?
seeking an asylum
saying I’ve gone crazy
Every now and then I wonder bout my exes
and if we could be together eating Mexican food?
Not that I really want to
but as some strange gauge of my growing
Could we sit across from each other?
straddle the knowing unknowing
still everyone likes guacamole
the real test is can you be lonely?
or is it just surviving?
have I learned anything?
seeking an asylum
saying I’ve gone crazy
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3. |
Phorest
05:55
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Meet me in the morning
nothing meaningful
just a cup of coffee
and a river stroll
you took something last night
now your serotonin’s low
still I smell a forest in your pheromones
and I don’t wanna go
I don’t wanna go
I don’t wanna go
I don’t wanna go
without knowing
everything about
everything about
everything about
everything about
your touch told me
that I could bend in
I could bend in
I could bend in
I could bend in
so slowly
I could bend in
I could bend in
I could bend in
I could bend in
so slowly
like a branch upon a tree
Leave me with a remnant
of the time we kissed
parked inside your car
like errant high school kids
wear it round my wrist
I guess I’ll have to give
it back to you
by seeing you
count down the seconds
and I don’t wanna go
I don’t wanna go
I don’t wanna go
I don’t wanna go
without knowing
everything about
everything about
everything about
everything about
your touch told me
that I could bend in
I could bend in
I could bend in
I could bend in
so slowly
I could bend in
I could bend in
I could bend in
I could bend in
so slowly
like a branch upon a tree
You graze my knee
I must admit that I consent to all of it
you graze my knee
I must admit that I consent to all of it
you graze my knee
I must admit that I consent to all of it
to all of it
to all of it
to all of it
and I don’t wanna go
I don’t wanna go
I don’t wanna go
I don’t wanna go
without knowing
everything about
everything about
everything about
everything about
your touch told me
that I could bend in
I could bend in
I could bend in
I could bend in
so slowly
I could bend in
I could bend in
I could bend in
I could bend in
so slowly
like a branch upon a tree
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4. |
do 2 u
03:22
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Record skips, mind shifts
fall back to October
crisp as an apple pie out of the oven
my slice of heaven don’t fall down on me
You hold the key to my relief
if I could only believe
what you do to me
is what I do to you
what you do to me
is what I do to you
Numbers leave me numb
heat can make the days last longer
and the cold can make them smaller
time folds back on itself
like the bed sheets
not linearly
Coffee cup filled up
spills over the counter
slick as a wick of a candle halo round her
my little diamond mine glows deep inside
within my body
can’t take it out of me
if I could only believe
We are everything
still I am not you
diametrically opposed but still in tune
I could spend my days
basking in this isolation
with the sun’s standing ovation
every tree makes a sound
falling down
with no one around
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5. |
Hitler Was a Vegetarian
03:23
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I’m an asshole
I’m a bitch
I’m an asshole
I’m a bitch
yell at you over whatever makes me sick
yell at you about things I don’t understand
anxious attachment in the lining of my palm
and it’s not fair
to you
You say you’ll die
choking on a drink
as we drive
to get coffee
Honey, please don’t die without me
I’m a sinkhole
I am quicksand
I’m a mess
damned if you do
damned if you don’t
catch 22
I’ve got a pyrrhic victory right up my sleeve
and it’s not fair
to you
I am sorry that I drove
to Calistoga while I was drunk
it’s fucking terrible to do
on top of all the things I yelled at you
I don’t want anyone to know
it’s so bizarre
Wake up missing cinnamon raisin toast
hear my mom’s voice on the phone it makes me cry
I am tender but that doesn’t make me nice
Hitler was a vegetarian
and I’m sorry
and I’m sorry
and I’m sorry
and I’m sorry
and I’m sorry
and I’m sorry
and it’s not fair
to you
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6. |
Sunday Morning Visages
03:09
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Sometimes the breeze is the brush of you moving
hallucinate your approach on the carpet
soft as the moss thick as a thicket
half asleep
half awake
Sometimes my words are smoke in the sun
strung out as particles in a spotlight
disregard all the literal meaning
as it disintegrates
they’ll forget what you did
they’ll forget what you said
hold onto the way you made them feel in bed
oh, Sunday morning visages
pressed like flowers in my head
What if you knew you only had one day
would you do anything differently
squander the moment in search of the moment
foment my legs and splay them open wide
or twisted tight
Hold onto the way you made them feel in bed
oh Sunday morning visages
pressed like flowers in my head
pressed like flowers in my head
pressed like flowers in my head
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7. |
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Open the computer
google my diagnosis
smoking slows the healing
but my mind might reverse it
caught in ouroboros as my body reposes
everything is poisonous in high enough doses
The study chose the focus
and the scientists can’t factor in
my unique neuroses
Pick me up
and take me out for a ride now
foot dances on the dashboard
of the passenger side, how
you rolled the windows down
to feel the wind through our hair
read, objects in the mirror may be closer
than they appear
or so far
in the fun-house-morphing
of who we are
what we’ve seen
memories’ scar
I am dying to be altered through your observation!
The study chose the focus
and the scientists can’t factor in
my unique neuroses
so tune in at the time
do not prescribe to their prescriptions
and imbibe as is holistic to your kind
and be kind
and be kind
and be kind
and be kind
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eggcorn Vallejo, California
Bay Area artist, eggcorn (aka Lara Hoffman), uses the observer effect as the foundation for her vivid album by the same name. The album's opener and title track, Observer Effect followed by its partner, Solo Party took shape within the weeks of prescribed inactivity Hoffman experienced after breaking a bone in her left foot. The full album releases March 23rd 2025 via Spirit House Records. ... more
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