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cutting room floor tracks using the poetry of Robert Annis as lyrics.

DL the mini-collection and see a preview of the artwork for the upcoming double LP, Songs For Dismemberment

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released February 7, 2013

R. Annis - all words minus the choruses and outro of "Tenses Shift"

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Radio Wire Empire Michigan

"Radio Wire Empire. Sort of like Passion Pit meets a band that can write more than one good song." - EatThisCity.com

"What do you get when folk music gets drunk, and inadvertently confuses Shoegazey Ambient Electronica for it's normal fuck buddy, rock music, booty calls SAE at two in the morning, forgets to wear a condom, and gets SAE pregnant?
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Track Name: I Want To Be a Japanese Schoolgirl
by ROBERT ANNIS -

I want to be a Japanese schoolgirl skipping

through Kyoto streets, my pleated skirt swimming
in the wind. I want to wear the naval tones they learn in
on the other side of the world, socks on high
enough to make Nabokov blush, my hair cut
like a birdcage, with bangs that tickle my eyebrows.

I want to fall in love with a poet
who can teach me to write tanka
like Akiko Yosano:

Press my breasts. As firm
as late autumn pears, they bend
my blouse more each year.
Feel the heart inside my veins
and while I’m alive, love me.
Track Name: Gaijin Tanka
by ROBERT ANNIS -

Eyes in Osaka

dark bark-brown

now closed

fourteen hours into the future

waiting


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In this light

grooves smooth

a face in gloss

notes of mirrored joy

the music and I

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No matter

how many beers I drink

I am still

7000 miles away

from Tokyo
Track Name: Tenses Shift
verses by ROBERT ANNIS, Chorus & Outro RWE

I passed so many people today,
but I can only remember one couple
in any significant way:
a grandmother and child.
I captured only a handful
of similar snapshots—
a splinter of their happy lives.

persisting persistence, participating
in a broken language, formulations
just won't decrease
Sifting through the pieces, tenses shift;
tensing shoulders, are getting older
the verbage vacates, a hollow voice
now gone
the only truth left is in disorder
behind the eyes of the beholder,

my off-balance eyes
can’t tell for sure if that child,
wrapped in a pale traffic-light green jacket,
too near the beginning of summer,
is a cute girl or a beautiful boy,
but there is certainty in the memory
—that child will never hold anything tighter.

persisting persistence
participating in a broken language,
formulations just won't decrease
Sifting through the pieces, tenses shift;
tensing shoulders are getting older
the verbage vacates a hollow voice
now gone
the only truth left is in disorder
behind the eyes of the beholder