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Retroject

by Baze Blackwood

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1.
Carpe Tempus 03:20
interviewer asking me all the wrong questions asking if I still feel the same do I wonder if the media’s to blame do you still have love for the ghost of your unsettled house can you paint a better picture or are you just gonna keep gonna keep keep running your mouth quite a lot is resting on your answer respiratory functions moving faster I don’t have a clue no idea is what I got why should I even pretend that I know the beginning from the end some parties do remember the early childhood divorce or of the adolescent swimming in the deep end of remorse temporary blindness takes a memory to very early grave but maybe it’ll come back it’s responsible the consciousness to handle all the pain we save
2.
gravity slurs its speech and the crowd gets up and leaves the voice of the god of physics could never go too far and piano man is playing somewhere in a bar I hope that you don't remember I hope that you don't remember me particles leave their homes and careen among the stars science was never quite my game someone is feeling rather lame I hope that you don't remember I hope that you don't remember me
3.
Monday 03:08
rain falls on roses on mountain tops where no spring lovers can lay and seeing how every sunset’s repainted well it doesn’t mean that we get nothing for free old light streams down old light is where it’s found all it takes is a bit off the axis once every half a trip around for semi-permanent darkness to engulf one half of these poor old souls doesn’t mean that we can’t sit by the fire old light streams down old light is where it’s found old light
4.
and when I wake up you know I’m gonna get started on all the things I’ve been putting off everything I’ve let go and it’s not enough to put it all down on paper i’m calling my own bluff if there’s one thing I know I can’t do what I’m sure I don’t know around again I think it’s time to begin again the sun is rising when I get home you know I’m gonna get going on all the things that I’m just trying out to see if they fix my life I guess that it can wait supposedly good things do i’ll collect advice on my sun-facing side like a lingering lichen
5.
everyone can fold into their own DNA their knees are up to their chins when the bombs go off we'll empty out all our pockets from our long woolen coats oh where it all began the golden cube that floats above the sand only woven tapestries of cloaked tender waves the lines the shore washed away husks of cars are littering the highway by my hometown where they buried the ghost oh where it all will end the missing friend you dream you hold their hand leaving out the memories we felt weren't real the hands that stretch out to touch

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Created with psych outfit Arc Iris and producer Scoops Dardaris, Retroject swirls with pulsing soundscapes and rich orchestration and explores notions of identity and time.

The project came out of a desire to address the morphing of identity and persona over time—which ended up apparent not only in Retroject's themes, but also the process. Several songs grew as seeds from decade-old demos, resulting in a negotiation between the younger, unrestrained and instinctual songwriter and his older, more nuanced—yet direct—counterpart.

In meditating on the past, in lyric and form, retroject contends with the relative comfort of the past while speaking to our preoccupation and discomfort with revisiting past selves and past lives. It encapsulates the uncanny feeling of hearing yourself on a grainy cell phone video—the duality of recognizing one’s whole self in abstract while simultaneously being aware of being made up of a million infinitesimally small, constantly moving—and changing—parts.

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released September 18, 2020

Music and Lyrics by Miles Blackwood Robinson
Produced by Arc Iris
Mixed and Mastered by Scoops Dardaris

"When I Wake Up" Produced by Miles Blackwood Robinson and Scoops Dardaris

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