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Sensitive Bends

by Ennet House

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mutant rock made by weird high schoolers

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released March 1, 2012

Recorded in Chris's bedroom and mixed in Cleveland

Room Noise 03, 2012.

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Ennet House Ohio

"A smooth, flowing fullness and a beat that makes it infectious and easy to listen to. It’s a sound so big it can’t quite be contained into individual songs, and each track seems to pour into the next as the album unfolds."

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Track Name: Urban Heat
all the lazy ladies waiting
for the aching of their waking
in the morning they are morning
all the scorning in their lives
and all the races tracing laces
in their faces at the races
they are aching when they're waking
every morning of their lives
Walter kovacs nomen omens
on the streets of new york city
and though he knows the suns still glows
god put it out 8 minutes ago

spinal disease
in time deceased
take the time to breathe
a logarithmic breath

light the daisies, they are waiting
for cremation here comes elation
they have no patience for the breakers
and no sorrow for the shakers
right the wrongs that are left
upon the shelf of our earth
stop the raping and the rabies
revive the fucking unborn babies
walter kovacs nomen omens
on the streets of new york city
and though he knows the sun stills glows
god put it out eight minutes ago
Track Name: Daylight Doldrums
lazy days lost in the cloud
razing? raising? Skies around
let the sky fall to the ground
and stop the wind your life unbound
knock mantle decorations down
turn each dress into a wedding gown

that is to say, must it be so?
Such is to say, so must it be?

Diamonds dresses dressing the windows
crying contest caressing tin does
do your tears compare to mine?
Do your scars still trace these lines?
What do you say to "what do you say?"
must it be so if you refuse to stay?

Try to find
the sky's lullaby
try to find
your sigh your sight

Creation, swing your chariot low
catch me from the ground, pick me up as you go
do not attempt to ask what it means
the world is a thing from which I'm being weened
that is to say, what is it to see?
Suffice it to say, must it so be?

Try to find
the sky's lullaby
try to find
your sigh your sight
once I lived in
my inside
Now I float in joyous voices

Labyrinthine sense, coattails high
absurd words are floating by
let the sky fall to the ground
and see the words, how they dip and dive straight down
floating on the mantle's breast, ooo aah
hot to the touch, this chariot's nest, ooo aah
that is to say, what is it to be?
What is it to be if it is such that we must be
Here?

Try to find
the sky lullaby
try to find
your sigh your sight
once I lived in
my inside
Now I float in joyous voices
Disembodied
poetics? Ethics?
Throw them to the wind,
though the air is transitory

I can see you with a gaze, hazey daisy
I can see you standing there
Waiting for me with a lazy starry stare
Seeing like the season's air

I can see you standing there
Waiting for me with lazy starry stare
Seeing like the seaon's air
I can see you with a gaze, hazey daisy

Living in the Daylight Doldrums
Track Name: Doublebind
aught in a linguist's take
the heart that seeks and the heart that aches
the icy crash in a lover's lake
it eludes and manipulates
and creaks and cracks the tale it shakes
the essence of a word I say
the thing that burrows deep away

the beast is dying is it crying
the beat is dying is it crying

saber-toothed science faire:
is it faire to thrive on science?
when one thrives on boiled eyes
picking tips up from the table
an icy crush in a lover's lake
when one tries to find
secrets kept in dorian boxes
caught in a linguist's take
the shepherd will manipulate

the beast is dying is it crying
the beat is dying is it crying
the beast is dying is it crying
the beat is dying is it crying

I woke up this morning, found it hard to scream
I woke up this morning, found it hard to breathe
I woke up this morning, found it hard to sing
I woke up this morning, found it hard to breathe

Creatures are safer under the bed
they can cry all night when they live in your head
Creatures are safer under the bed
they can cry all night when they live in your head

cunning linguist's take
thoughts from heads and things to bake
thoughts you thought were locked and safe
ascents of your lover's wake
a sense of what you used to make
essence of your frozen lake
and all the pills you love to take
Track Name: Local Blue
sweet lawdie lock her
from addling (formaldehyde? formalities?), high screens
her "end" justified his "means"
and now she feels
all right.

venial eyesore, phallically opined
you looked at her inside
and forgot to close the door
the gravel was sweet cake
with spit from her soak-flesh
she slipped off her blue dress
and you went swimming in the lake

walleye raping sacred seas
of singing, Gameboy, Mickie-Dee's,
"bro, you'll have to go
when I think the
stench will be the death of me
and I swear, I swear it's wrong"
(hot heavy heaves on a chokable neck)
but my constitution's quaking knees,
ripping love-skin, waking bees,
queening chambered honey hives:
I tuck my head to make my dive!

(if her) parents found her faster,
you couldn't lock eyes
etch-a-sketching children
by dampening cunt with cum
she's naked and surprised

a changing of the tide's
what un-struck the undertow
nihilistic sighs
with fresh sex as undertones
were ringing in the night
in un-plucked extension c(h)ords
companions in the rye
all helped you to let her go

so good luck, my sweet, at making eyes!
It was a trick of cards to make me
mine again, I'll make your mother ask
where all your color went and you'll have no reply!
you can't just leave when
the walls on me are so fucking
high

when she smiled
she never felt so riled
could you make a
bride of the girl
when it was almost
the bottom of the ninth?
Simulating screams
when pleasing us pleasing me.
apple of her "I" was you
to make two and take, too from me

calculating catches,
you're ready to go
an undiscovered wetness
that slickens your legs like starch
you crawl into the car

a changing of the tide's
what un-struck the undertow
nihilistic sighs
with fresh sex as undertones
were ringing in the night
in un-plucked extension c(h)ords
companions in the rye
all helped you to let her go

so good luck, my sweet, at making eyes!

in The Garden of Earthly Delights
constructing fruit structures:
the sin has survived
doing what the eagles do,
lacing fingers, diving down
doing what the other naked people do
take a bite out

I swear -- I swear, it's wrong
I swear it's grown into a part of me
Track Name: Water Damage
Love, let's go for a walk in the park
and marvel the lake at heart
at the bottom there's a beast
that could swallow the sky

Love, let's go for a walk by the lake
and break the ice that lines the sides
I know it's pretty cold, but
winter's far away

The television is emanating
waves of color, encapsulating
ducked tales of emerging past
the fucked males of the wading mast
The connection is cut and waiting
dial up, get high, choked up
The floorboards need to be torn out
got soaked, get up, on/off

Love, let's go for a walk in the park
and echo the siren's song
the lights bend in shapes
that people can't see

Love, the lights are circling the bend
we should've known better when
we saw them out here last night
but it's okay

I want to go on winter walks
without you. Saint Escher never-ending
natural spiral stairs ascending:
it's because these walks will
make me into someone old and achy.
Icy prisms, light for bending,
natural spiral stairs descending
Track Name: Alphabet Lake
Let's go for a walk by the lake

I'd like to get to know your face
and analyze your ways
because there's nothing like being alone
when another's feels like home
I want to get to know your eyes
and sing your sweet surprise
as you frighten me to sleep
and scare away my sheep

you'll slip inside so slow
as the ocean tide hangs low
and we sleep in the undertow
and sand gets under our toes
we'll slip outside and go
to the place where we both know
the shores where arms still flow
the arms that shores will know

Satisfy my tautology
in all totality
and I'll make sure you're safe
in case things go my way
gratify my symbology
and my fragility
and please make sure I'm safe
in case you get your way
Track Name: Migaloo
Beneath the sea there's an island waiting for you and me
Gone from the horizon shambled wizen mizens
Flash of white and mine and yours and ours and his
endless sea

Why can't he see?
He sings like me
released and free
simplicity

Why can't they see?
They sing like me
the tribe of time
is sending boats by

Beneath the lake there's a secret waiting for you and me
Gone from their perception broken televisions
Flash of white it's mine and mind and you're and your

smiling
like you're conditioned to
feeling
our attrition too

we'll go outside and destroy time
Dying's dying and life will always lie
We are messy, life is messy, it's alright
We are testy, life's a teste, with an ovum's light

Swimming and trimming the whimsy of what's got you down
looking past the window as the salty sea surrounds
home is sinking home is blinking, flash of white and “am I dreaming?”
what's got you down?
what's got you down?

Why can't they see?
They sing like me
the tribe of time
is sending boats by

Why can't he see?
He sings like me
released and free
simplicity
sending boats by
feeling how high
Track Name: Ghost Fish Sailing
you pace down empty halls
the radio's on
but there's something in the low (l'eau?), waiting
when sis fell off the dock
but the beast is in the walls

reach out for something new, something fresh
other than not-another-summer-home
speak up -- the noises will drown you out
we sold the house about a month ago

rip and tide
your sister's sinking slowly

e(e)rie steam, smell your breath and give some
time to breathe and look out to the water from the
window seat. The mallards hunt for Pisces with their
waterskiis; they dive and leave when they can feel
how winter's mean. It freezes all the closets, makes the
rafters scream. You look out to the jetty:
rowboats are hiding in the weeds and shade
it's like whenever I'm out of town I'm on the lake

lead based paint chips, window screens, light switch --
blithe things soothe me
like pink erasers, electric razors
like 90's movies
the art of this, the artifice and with no
nosy neighbors
just me, the toaster,
and the ghostly sailors

the bayview, it's nothing new
can't look out the window for a
rare glimpse of Migaloo
but another beast's inside

the lake is like a lady beaten
draping over your lap
love her with your wastefulness,
a carbon footprint hickey on her neck

and if you drown yourself
maybe bubbles of your breath will disrupt the Sound
maybe, maybe
still, quiet... shoes
that tip-toed down the hall,
soulful black singers, you pricked your finger,
the fridge light's still turned on
accept the doorbell's chime
the mailman won't stay to see you
except for flighty time, the fetid lake is all that greets you
in the morning...
there's no one by...

lonely kids,
caught between a road and shoreline
nothing to do
but interbreed and drink the natural light
and lies, hosed in mouth
by the school and church that hold their heads
they feed them skin and wine
most of the kids will come back
and occupy the docks and gossip
talk about weather with the wife
but they mostly keep to themselves

dirty water, coffee grounds,
the lake disowns me
you'll give up painting, go ghost fish sailing
if you could only
find a suitable expression to
say you're lonely

just inside, you can
find yourself or someone else to
keep it right; unlike
nature, I'm inside a broken house
with dust inside, you can't
see the etchings on the mantle
be sure to write. Unlike
nature, I'm inside this broken house

whenever I'm out of town, I'm on the lake
Track Name: Tentative Ends
Sensitivity is fickle
and mine it seems to bend and trickle
out my mouth and through my actions
if I hadn't done the math in my head
maybe we'd still bend
natives would leave and circle the bend
maybe we'd stay friends
and maybe we'd make our own bed
Proclivity is nascent
and mine it seems to feel so ancient
on my tongue and when you twist it
I see shapes of bobbing heads and
maybe you'd still send
letters with my name in them
maybe you'd still bend
envelopes with locking knees

Splining atlas: spine's corrosion
my, your seams set mine in motion
Sine the signs of old, collegiate
songs that lick my aching head
Maybe we'd still bend
notes out our straining little larynx
Maybe we'd still lend
tissues out to our friends
Creativity, the Poet,
took me down to darkled wood,
metamorphose-sized my mattress
to sack the magic of frozen gates
Maybe you'd stay a friend,
maybe you'd gargle like a good girl
Time to make our senses bend,
to lock hearts and foray into the real world

I smile
and you moan,
like Ovid at the gate
You dive,
and I fake,
over tea and a frozen lake
I croon,
but too soon,
and you shoot me shoot me shoot me down I'm drowning, drowning, drowning, drowning
I whine
and you sigh
like Ovid at the ga -ay-ay-ay-ay-te
as your shoe
meets my face
I'm pounding, pounding, pounding at the ga- -ay-ay-ay-ay-te
You dive,
and I fake,
over tea and a frozen lake
I'm drowning drowning drowning drowning
Track Name: Wisconsin Dank
Unborn babies lined up in a row.
Track Name: Avian Flew
She speaks
softly
hush, halt
hush, half

bending strings in every physical thing
and when two bodies collide
the gravity intensifies
N-fold, you fold, tenfold
show me your dimensional lines
warn me about your sensitive signs
show me the genuine gyn in you
I'll show you where my hand fits nicely
you fold

she softly goes
she hardly speaks
she hardly knows
how much I need

let me be the one to meet your cosine
I want to ruin you but you're too fine
and hard to define
I won't refine a girl like you,
I won't re-find a girl like you
for a long time
she speaks
softly
hush, halt
hush, half

she softly goes
she hardly speaks
she hardly knows
how much I need

show me your dimension-bending
strings
and beautiful lines
Track Name: Native Leaves/Always Hallways
Let's go to the whirlpool
I'll circle your hair
and on your cheeks I'll leave a part of my face
And so we go a softly pace
Let me take off your dress
made of leaky leaves
we'll leave leaves behind leave a leaf of our place
a bookmark in this house of leaves
Play with the strings of hair
Take all the split ends
and end the splitting and start the slow spitting
at a soft and easy pace,
I place
Yooooooooou
on the outside
Pluck all my stitches bend all my pitches
All the every time
Plowing through the sine
Blowing through the pine
All the every time
oh, yooooooou on the outside
Bury your natives
and raise high the architect
Don't be creative,
Just shift your plate's harking tech tonic to aesthetic cursive
When ever you're ready,
I'll keep you and you'll keep me. I'll keep yooooooooooou
and yoooooooooou
will treat me