Not to Scale

by Oceanallover

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Oceanallover presents their third album of instrumental exploration. Another foray into the world of performance and exploration of Scale and what Not to expect....

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released February 27, 2017

Mixed and Mastered by Stuart Hamilton
Produced by Guy Veale and Anders Rigg
Recorded at Castlesound Studios

Lead Vocals - Joey Sanderson and Breezy Elthalion
Trumpet and Helicon - Richard Merchant
Trombone - Ross McCrae
Flute and Saxophone - Duncan Horne
Electronics - Guy Veale
Bass, Cello, Saw and Harmonium - Joey Sanderson
Laptop, Drums and Percussion - Anders Rigg
Other Sounds - Oceanallover

Lyrics and Album Design - Alex Rigg

Tracks 1, 3 and 10 by Joey Sanderson
Tracks 2 and 4 by Breezy Elthalion and Michael Meyer
Track 5 by Joey Sanderson and Richard Merchant
Track 6 by Richard Merchant
Tracks 7 and 8 by Anders Rigg
Track 9 - Michael Meyer

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Track Name: Gigantone
Tearing it Up

I'm a tall
Gigantone
Gigantone
Gigantone
I'm a tall
Gigantone
The earth and sun don't matter.

When I walk
The Angels look
At the strength I hold
In my elbow's cruck
When I walk
Through stars and void
The solar winds are shattered.

In my head
There's room to think
Room to drift
Room to grow
My head's a place
Where eagles roost
And monkeys come to chatter.

Upon the earth
I saw a speck
I spied a mite
A tiny fleck
Through clouds and years
I dragged it up
And on my shoulder sat it.

Now on this day
The tick arrived
Inside a mind
With room to share
Sun up sun down
We changed the shape
And water, earth are scattered.

Each day makes more
We build we break
Build and break
Build and break
Exuberant in entropy
We weave the cloth and tear it.
Track Name: Large
Large

Dance as if you can, big man
Dance to die for
Rattle a thought, chase it round
Your tin head.

Lift your boots, sonny Jim
Scrape the clods
Off with fat fat fingers thick
Nails like bone.

Tilt your hips shakey shake
Slide that liver over
Put your heart in your hands,
Squeeze it like you mean it.

Those teeth are made for gnashing,
And you should gnash them too,
Make your tongue like a road
And walk out
Walk out
Walk on;
Sweat thick as amber dribbles
Sticky sap
And a smell to dissolve ozone;
That’s my boy!
Track Name: Larger
Large

Dance as if you can, big man
Dance to die for
Rattle a thought, chase it round
Your tin head.

Lift your boots, sonny Jim
Scrape the clods
Off with fat fat fingers thick
Nails like bone.

Tilt your hips shakey shake
Slide that liver over
Put your heart in your hands,
Squeeze it like you mean it.

Those teeth are made for gnashing,
And you should gnash them too,
Make your tongue like a road
And walk out
Walk out
Walk on;
Sweat thick as amber dribbles
Sticky sap
And a smell to dissolve ozone;
That’s my boy!
Track Name: Together
Together

His chin a cantilever growing outwards
Set of jaw, jowls, lip - secure.
Cheeks the twin castles, bridge of nose,
Bluff brow over cleft lids;
Night thick hair and voice without words.

I’ll be a fool for you, my errors
As large as your arms my flaws
As voluminous as your lungs
My love will break upon you, darling colossus,
We will founder together in mistaken endeavours;
Make thunderous love, striking flints
Striking sparks, drowning in perspiration.

Set of jaw, jowls, lip - secure;
I see what we are and what we are for.
Track Name: Too Big
Too Big

Too big, your mass breaks the crust
of earth in which I am a red spot.
Keeping still one may perceive
the passage of your hands.

Looking up I thought a bird had landed
impossibly high on your collar’s edge and
folding its cloud wings closed,
slept within my own dream.

Large your feet that press the rock flat,
large your step which is a single day
and walking measures out the year in
strides one day left, one day right.

What is a giant except ideas
too big to hold in your mind
or a lens too wide to find the focus
on so small a skin as mine.
Track Name: Might
Might

Irascibility incarnated
should be the itch by which you scratch
with so many more legs, so many more arms;
but all of your grist powers thinking
and all of your thoughts are potentials
nothing in your body but drive
to move the earth.

Make it change, reset all orbits by
wild hypotheses and crazed calculus;
such a small item, a mite,
almost as invisible as an idea
and with which small totem I might
fill my mind and paint the walls
giving an emulsion to emotion.

Think me into action, tiny one
my head is yours, my body, arms, legs
with both hands and both feet I make
a progress elective, a passage selected,
moving with a purpose; we, us;
heating muscles to combustive drive,
we, you, I, we.
Track Name: Beetle
Production - Anders Rigg
Track Name: Unexpected
Production - Anders Rigg
Track Name: Together: Reprise
Trumpet - Richard Merchant
Trombone - Ross McCrae
Saxophone - Duncan Horne
Track Name: Cycles
Cycles

the fleece the horn the lanolin
the scratch the cut the broken skin
the felted wool and filthy beast
a place to lay my babies in

a summer’s breeze my wings to carry
in lazy buzzing rounds and lays
from fruit to flower, on beer and yeast
drosophilated couples marry

we turn your wine to vinegar
drink your blood through hairy lips
stroke you where you like it least
and look to where the spoiled things are

we look to where the spoiled things lie
to where the loved becomes forgotten
and hold it in our suckered feet
commit a prayer to all things rotten