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Prineville Motel

by A Box of Stars

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1.
Prineville 02:38
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Driving south by southeast I hallucinate Marcie in the Prineville Motel Dancing slow in the tv's glow I lost myself Drifted off in the whip grass Woke up in a car crash outside Locust Grove Got a mouth full of leather interior And I just wanna go home To you Home to you Nowhere towns got you hankering for a reason It's funny how sweet the leaving can be Wind in your hair like the hand of god Nursing you back to reverie Drive fast don't look back
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In Telos 04:11
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I am with you in Telos Trailing your side Seeking out all your angles For some possible light You were the first I had lied to A blocked off red room The teeth marks on your shoulder The trees in the side yard blushing with fruit Awake and terrified A second story view In the shadow of the highway All tender and new And I'd promise you anything If my feet reached the ground If my tongue weren't all tangled Around the dregs in my mouth So I bare my teeth and say go keep away from me Run before it's too late The foundations cracked and the beams are all crumbling Run before there's no trace
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Untitled 02:56
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Capsized vessel belly up Fishermen's daughters with boys haircuts They scream from the dock as your heels float up One by one As their fathers play at dice Boast boldly and ignore their cries I survey for you in the churning tide Won't you come inside Afloat on your back like a ribbed and beating raft Hauling you So we kiss with teeth and pour our drinks And laugh about temporal things Like our bodies and the earth and the dishes in the sink And our frozen pipes You are not the first to leave your clothes by the door And shriek from the brush I annunciate I speak slow Check my phone the whole ride home Sleep on the floor And wake with a sore, sore spine

about

3 songs from the better half of a decade of music making that never made it onto proper releases.

Prineville was written in Oregon after Claire and I took a road trip through the high desert. The landscape was so foreign from I'm surrounded by in Vermont. I found it at once exciting and exhausting. We drove to the Painted Hills and by the time we made it I was happier to see the 10x10 patch of green grass by the bathrooms than I was to see the hills themselves.

In Telos was written in the kitchen of a doublewide trailer I inhabited for 2 years. The kitchen was painted dark red which sounds menacing but made for an oddly comfortable writing environment. I'll often sing nonsense over chords to get ideas flowing. I remember repeating the word telos over and over again and liking it enough to whip out the dictionary. Turned out too mean "an ultimate end". It seemed fitting and the song built itself around a word I'd learned minutes ago.

I can't recall specifically writing Untitled. I believe it was during a time in life where I was driving back and forth a lot from Vermont to Maine for shows and friend visits. However, writing out the lyrics today what occurs to me is how lyrically it begins by referencing a place that is slightly fantastical or at least not contemporary and ends with the mention of cellphones and driving home only to sleep on the floor. Typing this out for what has to be the first time in years I'm able to recognize the progression of my interests as a songwriter. When I first started writing a lot of the imagery felt dreamlike and intensely convoluted. The more I've written the more I've valued simplicity, directness, and imagery that straddles the line between the surreal and the ordinary. Untitled increasingly feels like a bridge between these two modes.

All that to say that more than anything these songs as a collection remind me of driving around with Claire (who does most of the singing on this EP). Endless hours of highway in upstate NY, Vermont, Maine, Oregon, Florida, the list goes ever on.

credits

released November 16, 2021

Words, Voice, Guitar, and Accordion - Macaulay Lerman
Voice - Claire Londagin
Recording and Mixing - Ian Steinberg
Mastering - Gabe Mills
Album Art - Yonatan Schechner

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