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by Gabby's World

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Marielle Madden
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Marielle Madden heartbroken bc it looks like the vinyl for this one isn't available anymore, I'm obsessed with The Thunder Answered Back and I'd absolutely lose it if I could play it analog Favorite track: The Thunder Answered Back.
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Céleste You know when you finish listening to an album and wonder what to listen to next? For me, the answer is: this on repeat. It lends itself to many listens in a row. Favorite track: Broken Necks.
Dakota Sillyman
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Dakota Sillyman Been coming back to this album for months. I Admit I'm Scared has such a crescendo that follows you around and demands you play it one more time. Favorite track: I Admit I'm Scared.
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1.
Folly 02:13
folly, i was falling i was taller than i wanted to be hollow, swallowed, i was following you were faster than a gelding in my mind you're a crow a spirit animal i am wont to know but i don't want to be responsible molding, i was folding your clothing in some kind of dream loving, i was hovering i was flipping, fleeting, doving in my dreams you're a bathtub running you are warm and tender and bubbling oh, you are cold and bristling and struggling
2.
Broken Necks 03:16
When I had a million arms I would wrap them around all your body parts try to keep away all that could do you harm try to keep out sickness and keep you warm but every time the going got tough one by one they were falling off While you were breaking your neck trying to keep your head up I was breaking my neck just to stick it out for you and I know we'd hang out everyday if I wasn't 100 miles away from our tadpoles gathering in the creek and our baby birds learning how to shriek All the eagles I still haven't seen and the trees proudly alive and green I could swear they are there just for you and me whether friends or in love there's an indisputable beauty While you were breaking your neck trying to keep your head up I was breaking my neck just to stick it out for you If the distance between us grows too strong I would saturate silence with your song 'cause you'd rub my back 'til the skin smoothed out smoother than the glass that the sea spits out and don't forget to take your shirt off, run into the water the birds are singing louder and the days are getting longer open up your hands and accept that this has ended "Nothing in this world is holier than friendship"
3.
i admit i'm scared of a warm side of our bed i tremble in the face of your loneliness and everything i think should be buried in the ground should be kept inside my head, but it's knit into your brow i live inside your room and if i reach out with my hand the disturbance sends our things crashing down upon my head and everything i think should be buried in the ground should be kept inside my head, but it's knit into your brow and everything i said spewed like sparklers from my mouth and everything i said spewed like sparklers from my mouth they looked pretty as they flew, but now they're useless and burnt out and if i had a dime for every time i'm freaking out we could fly around the world, or just get out of your parents' house
4.
oh, how my heart can fly when your smile has good intentions (and "hi" can mean the world to me) and i know singing makes you shy when it's in front of me and my friends (but your singing means the world to me) and how i tried to keep my cool when we disappointed you you waxen wing, you foolish thing and oh, how i can still taste your tongue-tied stare upon my face you dirty look, you burning bush so here i sit, i've come to rest some weight upon your little chest you free-for-all, you wrecking ball so here i stand, next to your bed, to lay waste to your healthy head you spider web, you dance of death i believe you'd be so cold to leave me hanging all day long you prickly frost, you courage lost but i could never be so mad to shake you by the shoulders screaming you coward! you hummingbird! you coward! you hummingbird! you coward! you hummingbird! you coward! i screamed out, "how'd it get this bad?" and the thunder answered back, "if you know not what you lack then you must unturn your back. your inside is overcast and you are tethered to your past and it must feel like fucking hell to be a patchwork of yourself. a bunch of scraps thrown and sewn around your bones and though you're alone they're holding you too tightly. but who are you? from where do you come? what do you believe in? and who do you love?"
5.
our secret has become a child on halloween costume and a basket full of candy it knows what being scared is but not how to be scary are you the cowardly lion or the little thief? are you the dancing bear or thunder and lightning? you know what being scared is but not how to be scary do wrappers on the ground lead you right back to me? does the smell of backseats remind you of me? when you changed your clothes did you change out of me? pocket full of posies, fall down next to me
6.
Sparrow 02:56
when i came back to the east coast looking out from the beach among the boats from afar i saw two arms swing together, then apart you're a shadow from a jaunty kite you're a sparrow with the loudest pipes and i like it so i took off my boots and i made my way out to you from afar you are a wrecking ball swaying dangerous and drunk and high and tired but when i got to you, you stood up on the sand bar spinning circles, laughing, dancing, making waves with your arms you're a shadow from a jaunty kite you're a sparrow with the loudest pipes when i think of you it makes me want to cry and i find myself thinking about you all the time and i like it
7.
are we holding our breath? are you really so upset? sometimes it's hard to remember you're my friend so i talk to you through my songs instead and i know i'm being cold and acting guarded but i can't get stoned so i'm alone at the party and how we danced at the show even with our bags and coats i knocked into your elbow and almost fell onto the floor i was all arms and legs when i looked into your face but now i'm bruised and buckling did you notice we were touching? and i know i'm being cold and acting guarded but i can't get stoned so i'm alone at the party and i can tell you're afraid and i hate to see you that way but i could be your loner if you would be my stoner and i don't know if it means a thing to you, maybe partly but i'm glad to know you're sad too and feel alone at the party
8.
Thanks 02:38
my loving is greener than a field in june and my dumb heart is dried out from the heat in our room but what if we spent the day without any friends around put the Times down? let's go walking in the Brooklyn Museum in the perfect, marbley light i see him and stupidly i say something mean he licks his wounds secretly my loving is so happy and naked when you met me, i didn't know, but i was just a kid so in thanks i will wrap my arms around throw my fire arms down
9.
and if you ever told me that you were scared i'd appear there and if you ever wanted me, i'd be scared but i'd appear there the light tonight was bluish you didn't see it you went to work i went to new brunswick and i was feeling foolish maybe you could see it you went to work i went to new brunswick so maybe i am dead wrong a hug too long! a whiff of your hair and if you ever want me you'll hear this song and you'll appear there a sway, a bump, a blush the train that carelessly carried us you went to work i went to new brunswick and i can't get enough i'm a thundercloud of love i bloat, i drench, i tear gabby, stop right there
10.
Your little nails, bitten back and snarling Speak volumes upon volumes, my darling Out of reach of the light of day In a veil of dirty lace With a heart made of wood and a bruise on your face You were given a choice between fire and ice I can see you now, clear as a bell With your arms full of thorns and your heart like a well Holding your arms clenched to your chest A song in your throat and a tongue at rest Your eyes are searching boldly For a stronger one to hold you A softer bed to warm you For every man to swarm you But if you could just wait patiently I can see him standing in front of me So fold your arms to your chest A song in your throat and a tongue at rest But everything you love with leave, at best For until you’re alone you will know no rest I still see you standing so solemn and cold In a white dress and blindfold, knee deep in the snow With the birch trees just like swords Touching the sky in a silent horde Like an army of your past strifes Frozen for a lifetime I can see you now, clear as a bell With your arms full of thorns and your heart like a well Folding your arms clenched to your chest But everything you love with leave, at best But everything you love with leave, at best For until you’re alone you will know no rest
11.
That's O.K. 02:05
frankie is face down in our bed you are downstairs and all i want is to hear you say "we're not the same, but that's okay" you came home today and you said that you were scared you're not the same but that's okay 'cause i want you and you want me too and that's all we have to do that's all we have to do

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You can order a vinyl or CD copy of this album from the Double Double Whammy store at: store.dbldblwhmmy.com/products/546627-eskimeaux-o-k-lp-cd-mp3

You can check out a handmade, sold out tape copy of this album on the Mt. Home Arts website at:
www.mthomearts.com/products/547867-eskimeaux-o-k

1st Pressing Info:
250 Cloudy w/ blue splatter vinyl
250 Blue w/ yellow splatter vinyl
500 Black vinyl
1000 CDs

2nd Pressing Info:
500 Coke bottle clear vinyl
500 Clear w/ white center vinyl

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released May 12, 2015

Lyrics and music by Gabrielle Smith
Arranged by Gabrielle Smith and Jack Greenleaf
Drums by Felix Walworth
Additional vocals/instrumentation by Mitski Miyawaki and Nick Corbo
Mixed by Jack Greenleaf
Produced by Jack Greenleaf and Gabrielle Smith
Artwork by Susannah Cutler
Cover and back cover photo by Richard Gin
Artwork adapted from an original photo by Andrew Piccone
Insert art by Colin Alexander
Spine by Emily Sprague
Mastered by Carl Saff

This album is dedicated to Oliver Kalb

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