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Stitched In Fiction

by Revibe

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Ted Bundy he still wants me walk right into the golden sun see things you never thought you could see like the bright glowing breeze of the ripe growing trees and your sister’s giving me blisters take it how you want it lets go smoke a blunt and get lifted oh so twisted roll fire thread right into the mystic and realistic factors of blisses and I just want kisses from beautiful misses a realist with an internal mist you can’t look within so you fight with your fists evil spiders always make the best jazz writers if you get inspired try not to start a fire or get hired to some dead end job working for corporate slobs or government snobs and this quickly all making me sickly calico dreadlock asking if I keep my glock cocked even when I’ve consumed this much lsd bro are you mad at me you’re a fucking fallacy blinded by reality a slave to your salary you find me to be radically consumed by duality in actuality I’m exactly where I want to be floating amidst in my own collective eternity worst part about it found I’m routed in the mountains and the streams hopes of rivers in my extra normal terrestrial dreams found a fountain but also doubt in all my standard tendencies I find my mind it weaves through vines that often bind my expertise and in due time the sullen brine will set upon my wicked mind and you may find your dread filled eyes and perfect guise won’t settle flies and through the lines you will find signs of blood lit moons and moving dunes and I do hope you will come soon to spread your smile round my room
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Riptide 06:16
Inside my box of magic I brought us a (treat) Treat yourself to all the products of whatever is (free) Freezing in this cold insistence that sight cannot (see) Seasons rushing like the rapids They’re swallowing me Swallowing me Roots can’t survive in sand when the carpets a(ppear) Peering down you are the rider on the fulcrum of (fear) Fearsome as the tide that took you when you tempted your (fate) Fatal words float up and find me Always showing up late Showing up late This bud won’t burst to bloom lest the dew meets the (day) Daydreams pulled by shapeless forces as we’re waxing a(way) Waning nights hold words that rip us from the faces we (wear) Where there waits a box of Magic Til the spark is a flare
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Skylight 07:40
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Peel 05:08
Can you get yourself off when you’re stranded in hair And the hang of your brain from your dangling ear Not a moment to lose when it spotted the door You snap and you’re picturing moments before On the top pick of bottoms you’re digging a nest Under holes of a man is a place you can fester Feel a creep just chillin’ right up my spine Eekin’ to the left what I find I’m okay again Elevatin’ the senses to make you feel nice Lose yourself in the salty sweet grip of that vice My tongue’s got the key if there’s still something missin’ Yelling at the top of my lungs until you listen Peel off the layers that are stitched in fiction Each is fuckin’ with your head for the sake of the friction End up naked at the end of the day Let me tell you what I say I’ma say I’m okay again
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sing a couple of psalms from the necronomicon as i rip a bong on the white house lawn the cratchen will raise strong once the sacrifice is done and all wealth is gone and we all are one reach the river by dawn now my footprints are gone and i travel on as this prophecy rings strong with foretold demon stealth clothed in an animal pelt and a feeling is felt telling me to look at myself but i am not myself i am someone else feeling quite divine now that i burned all the vines that have confined my mind now this jungle is mine and my first forte is my nasty ways when i pass away my body will blaze for days and ill craze away with my glazed over gaze as i phase between planes of seen and unseen and the feeling is mean and it divides and gleams and its looking at me yes its looking at me but i am not myself i am someone else all the wheezing and coughing and passing of offerings and scoffing at coffins like rich folk at law firms its making me nauseous an ostrich sized crawfish destroying a mosh pit as the band plays onward and onward through time the derelict state of their rhymes gives the feeling of mimes and unveiling of knives and the feeling is nice but its melting my eyes and destroying all that of which i have come to know as i but i am not myself i am someone else
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Delphi 10:15
And the vapor is the trail of the breath that fed the sail When the body tired of rowing No mistaking that we’re lost and with running comes the cost Of forgetting where we’re going… where are we going? We’re on the move Neath waves that rush the ceiling Running us through For wounds that birth a flood of feeling Let’s lacerate The skin and break the anaesthetic Let’s celebrate Sound perceptions most prophetic And I can see so clearly now And suddenly you are myself somehow Extinguish distinguished and watch They disappear When we are here

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Stitched in Fiction was recorded at:
New England Institute of Technology,
East Greenwich RI,
Lane Gibson Studios, Charlotte VT,
and The Cratch Lair

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released June 30, 2015

Chad Bigelow- Bass & Vocals
David Luongo- Guitar & Saxophone
Lewis Gillies- Guitar, Keyboards, Samples, & Vocals
Sam Pratt- Drums & Percussion
Trevor Best- Drums
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All music written and performed by Revibe
Lyrics by Chad Bigelow and Lewis Gillies
Engineered by Ben Perry, Lane Gibson, and Lewis Gillies
Mixed and mastered by Ben Perry
Album cover by Daryl Storrs
Graphic design by Marco Baccellieri
Copyright © Revibe 2015

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Revibe Burlington, Vermont

Revibe is a 4 piece funk/rock/jazz/electronica band that blend tight composition with adventurous improvisation. The result is a unique and complex sound which transitions seamlessly between memorable songs and energetic, yet patient, jams. All four members stem from diverse and distinct musical backgrounds, creating a sound that spans a large spectrum of musical tastes. ... more

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