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SONGS OF ISOLATION

by Blue Hole

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1.
SLATE 02:52
Take a walk down rose street Cut my tongue with rosary Bear my thoughts on the page Write me clean off the slate I’ve grown tired of waiting Won’t you stop this aching? Bear my thoughts on the page Wipe me clean off the slate Take a walk down rose street Cut my tongue with rosary Bear my thoughts on the page Wipe me clean off the slate I’ve grown tired of waiting Won’t you stop this aching? Bear my thoughts on the page Wipe me clean off the slate
2.
TENTS 03:59
Tempt to walk the road Preliminary show I’ve got to find you Said you’re one of us What gives? You’re done with us I live inside you Blackmail, and high rents, and itchy porch pirates We’ve penchants for violence, rich beggars pitch high tents Sick with endless glee I’ll end this misery The light will shine through Burning all your clothes I liked you here, now go I cannot bind you Several ancient things I thought you’d taken wings I could not fly too Absolute madness, the anger, the sadness I’m tangled in my head, it aches, got Sudafed? Empty promises Just be gone with it I will not die too
3.
TOO HIGH 03:12
They put a lien on my big mansion in the sky When my credit card bills got run up too high I sit by myself and I try not to cry But my emotions have been running too high There’s sick in the air and I’m hiding inside There’s too many people been saying goodbye The good gonna live and the wicked gonna fry But will they let you in if your debts are too high? Too high Too high Too high Too high My uncle is dead, he was killed by his wife The alcohol content in his blood was too high I dread the deep dark and I’m afraid of the light The temperature here has been getting too high You told me one day what to do with my life I do not remember, guess I was too high The years have been stacking and I cannot decide I don’t wanna jump, I think I’m too high Too high Too high Too high Too high
4.
AMBULANCE 03:50
I drove in ambulance And the driver wore a black veil And the moon was shine through the ceiling And his aura had enveloped them And all our tongues were empty With the sterile taste of medicine And our looks exchanged a thousand words Of the times we’d seen to develop here I rode in an ambulance And our sixth sense told us of the coming day And our arms dissolved into stardust And then I went home with a stomach ache Lying in my bed here I can see the visions of the sea And I see the light of the moon now And his aura has enveloped me
5.
FIREFLY 03:30
Fading into the night Wonder, "What's right?" Falling out of your sight Pages flit through the sky No surprise Empty walls open to cry Be my eyes Firefly Be my light Firefly Drifting across the dew What's it to you? I have the verve to get through Clinging to empty dreams So it seems I’ll be here alone 'til we grieve Be my eyes Firefly Be my light Firefly
6.
EYES 02:33
Our luck was no more I’d love to be mourned too I was speaking Morse We lost all our fortune Fortune Fortune Fortune Fortune Six multicolored eyes Broadband, soaked in ice too We never could be right Our futures won’t align to I do I do I do I do
7.
PIGGY 04:49
Piggy's wearing window frames on his face And I'm stuck in my own mind, thinking of leaving this place The mud is knee deep, I'm trying to pull my foot out I must've left my soul up on that Apple scented mountain Lightning strikes the burial plot The horses ride, the wooden chariots rot All in the name of nefarious plots Painting the walls with the carrion swatch Splattered with the blood of innocence "No matter" as he wipes it with his handkerchief "They take it up with God" he says, Cleaning his crucifix The lowly thumping pistons beneath him Pro-Anti-Civility, choking down love-speech I took my summer vacation down at sludge beach They taught me the basics, then they tossed us to the wolves And some of the others tried to make a living selling wool Piggy's wearing window frames on his face And I'm stuck in my own mind, thinking of leaving this place The mud is knee deep, I'm trying to pull my foot out I must've left my soul up on that Apple scented mountain Flashing light through the prism in the windshield I wait for you to leave and then I'm digging through the bin Pulling out staples, I continue to lurk I'm folding up papers, and hiding them in my shirt "Um, no response" I restate my question And now we're in your car heading down to the west end The room is a wreck, you shift into park There's so much darkness around us, but too much light to go dark Piggy's watching from the window upstairs I'm down by the banks running water through my hair There's an imposter among us, he's lying in the wait And you're still in the bathroom with a towel around your waist Pro-Anti-Civility, choking down love-speech I took my summer vacation down at sludge beach They taught me the basics, then they tossed us to the wolves And some of the others tried to make a living selling wool Piggy's wearing window frames on his face And I'm stuck in my own mind, thinking of leaving this place The mud is knee deep, I'm trying to pull my foot out I must've left my soul up on that Apple scented mountain
8.
SEVEN 03:41
Love fading in I’ll wait for you Some day begins I’ll wait for you Sunday’s gone I’m left alone The wastes, God I can’t atone Seven Seven Seven Seven I can’t tell Where you’ve gone You’ve gone I can’t tell why But I’m gone Oh, I’m gone Seven Seven Seven Seven
9.
WAITING 03:25
15 days, waiting so long 15 days, singing your song Empty nest, egging me on Waiting for something to come along Waiting so long Waiting so long Begging, but you’re gone Waiting so long I can’t stay, something is wrong I can’t say, but I know it’s on Empty room, baked by the sun Waiting for something to come along Waiting so long Waiting so long Begging, but you’re gone Waiting so long
10.
BIG CRUMBLE 04:07
You know, each day just seems like another listless heartbeat In a cyclical system pumping lifeblood to the harpies When the night comes I mark another tally off with a sharpie Popping sunshine in a bottle, walking around with the rest of the zombies I feel like a Kennedy, I’m the Sirhan to my Bobby It’s 4 AM and I’m lurching through this fucking dim lit lobby The front desk woman looks like she’s just seen a ghost As I kick the caked mud off my boots outside on the post It’s bitter cold, my breath like cigarette smoke I feign grief easier than I deserve credit for I’m homesick in winter, just sick in spring Find where nothing belongs and start sticking things In that spot, this paycheck is all that I’ve got When I’m back home I’m nothing, a boiled over pot Of confusion and stress, I’m oozing with boredom A fusion of dull personalities I’ve learned In this grand illusion, grand and soothing I lose, my right hand touches my heart And I lie to the coward taking words at face value In the mirror, and scraping his skin with a towel Grand disillusion, woozy I stumble I woke up late again, I am not good with numbers You had me all wrong, I'm less rough and more tumble A feast of small crumbs just to watch the big crumble “It’s me” I answer softly, I stand in your doorway Right after I barrel through a red light in the 4-way My company’s disowned me, I languish in your porch shade The screen door creaks open, streaking light on the floor Letting us down easy has never been their forte and They’ve shown in the past their great distaste for foreplay I am lying facedown, breathing dust off the carpet Your eyes do not sparkle and these blinds are not starlit The sun creeps in like a spotlight to find all the dust floating Thick in the air like a cloud, like a musk I cry out like a mouse, “i am all alone” And I’m stuck to the bounds of your ringing house phone Out your door I am standing again, heartbroken I don’t know how to keep these words from going unspoken I offer you breath, as a gift, as a token Try not to shy away, It’s so hard to be open in this In this grand illusion, grand and soothing I lose, my right hand touches my heart And I lie to the coward taking words at face value In the mirror, and scraping his face with a towel Grand disillusion, woozy I stumble I woke up late again, I am not good with numbers You had me all wrong, I'm less rough and more tumble A feast of small crumbs just to watch the big crumble
11.
SISTER 04:19
I loved you With no hope I was you With matching coat With gloves to Help me cope I dug you A brand new home Earth salty I’ll stay for a while With paltry Gifts and a smile A twister Into view My sister I’m over you Sifting, mute Through wreckage I told you You’d have my kids Old photos Of back then Now smoke flows Out and back in Soft bangles Draped over you I’m tangled Up in deep blue Weird angles Into view My Angel I’m over you

about

I started work on this album after being put out of work in June of 2020. I’d been traveling for my job for a really long time, and when I came home I was a bit lost. The first night I got home I dreamt of a song. When I woke up I picked up my guitar for the first time in about a year and wrote the song Ambulance. From then on, I spent a lot of time re-learning to play my instruments, since I hadn’t had access to them for so long (in addition to the fact that I was suuupppeerrr rusty on guitar to begin with, it’s been a REALLY long time) and getting back in touch with some older music that I’d been putting off listening to for a while. Originally, this album was gonna have a much more upbeat vibe, but as we delved deeper into the pandemic, that vibe disintegrated and devolved into what’s easily the most emotionally vulnerable Blue Hole album to date. After scrapping the original version of the album (Slate and Tents are the only original versions that made it on the record) I went on a musical tangent into Cosmonaut, born out of me rediscovering synths and trying to capture the magic that I had with Osmosis. Whether or not I was successful is debatable, but it was a great excursion to get my mind in the right place to finish Songs Of Isolation, the right way.

Most of these songs were recorded alone, between the hours of 2-6 A.M.. Nearly all percussion was made by hand with various objects laying around the studio. All of the vocals were recorded in a week-long stretch on my couch. As far as lyrics, production, instrumentation, and overall execution go, this is easily the most intimate album I’ve ever even attempted, let alone released, and the emotions expressed here are all real and very important to me. I feel like this marks the beginning of a new era for Blue Hole and my musical output, as my music continues to bind itself tighter and tighter to my personality and emotion. In my mind, my anxiety makes me feel like I’m too old for this type of thing and every album feels like my last. I’m turning 23 on the 15th of October, so I have to keep reminding myself that I’m (hopefully) just beginning, and not to beat myself up too badly. If I keep making things that I can be this proud of, that shouldn’t be too hard.

Thanks for listening,
Jake

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released October 1, 2021

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Blue Hole Lynden, Washington

A one man project creating a unique brand of transcendental astral pop existing beyond the boundaries of convention, Blue Hole is auditory bliss conceived for the purpose of mind expansion and hallucinatory replication/substitution.

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