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Backwards 02:17
Flightless Childless Tome in the kitchen You don't come round You don't know what you're missin Head thrown backwards Head thrown backwards Jessica and Michael and Stephen Packed your maps, so I know that you're leavin Time rolls backwards Time rolls backwards
One big enemy silence Two feet walking beside us Three more years put behind us Just to remind us. Foresight ever before me wrong like riddance's story Spell my name if you wanna, thinkin you gonna Whooooooooa Piece of animal wisdom, felt round hammers in tandem plunk, scrape, shift and yousendit I don't recommend it Whoooooooooa Silver star and cable wire for fun at the table and I do naught but my best and will keep you guessin
Chameleon 04:47
Tough little bean in my pocket Soft little crab in his shell Baby so maybe you want it Or maybe you will. Kiss me like I'm your chameleon Bellow to yellow to glass And we will skirt round the edge of our problem so maybe it will pass. Coward, this fat moon singing whooooooh singing slow to your core to your magma Sharks in the water get green And I will invoke the love lost incanta So maybe you will Curses this blind fool who made me Curses the slow hand in tandem Wing on a wing soothe companion That thickens this pine sap that stops me From moving in your direction whoooooooh singing slow little star little dreamer, busted in your rusted canoe it may take a million to fill you so maybe you do so maybe you do
Cocoon 03:49
Float on you massacring tidal wave I have saved for you, scrimped for you and salvaged. and I feel light coming here in this cocoon Blossom you butterfly winged darling one It is safe here its home its like your mother's And I fear for nothing here in this cocoon Fly wings Fly darling Fly away
Hudson 06:02
Take these impossible plans and this brick in my hands and sink us in the Hudson Tell me that I'm more than I make let the foundation quake let the storm tear asunder. And paint little navy hearts on the back of my hands so I know where you are And can look at them long Know you're singing along Long after I forget you. Somewhere, a boat and bin where the quick is too thin to lay dreams in for building And brick upon brick I am still Despite want of my will the one fool bird who is shrilling Blue in your cavernous heart a barometric gauge I will check how you are lover spackled with age from my tiny brown cage Where I've asked you to listen and you won't no you won't you will not you will never you won't. so I'll pack up the tackle and drifter you shifted and shimmy and no one is note I will tack up the sails put some paint on my nails and lie through my teeth you've got me dreaming of secrets and of cutting my hair and then waking up eager I feel like the fjords are all empty they have grounded somewhere now we rot in the ether Check off the rest of the line its all feathers and glow and it's just one more time that I've launched a canoe set it out for to do things that were my own business and you won't no you won't you will not you will never you won't So I'll patch up the axle and I'll scream here and preen this old bird out to dry in the bloat I will patchwork the dam See how handy I am And then pin prick the brickwork.
Jerk 02:36
Jasper County jerk you drunk and bonafide Tilting to the hilt you make me hurt inside my throat So go and paddle your boat Fishy little flirt you got a tuna head kicking up the dirt around my flower bed, that's fair Just gon' sit back in my chair Think you a bigger baby better than the other ones in a choke Think you some hot shit son but don't you suffocate from the smoke Long ago you bit me with your sharky teeth dropping bait and jumping bail and leaving me confused but après moi le deluge you got no sense of class ain't got no quality so why you gotta act like such a jerk to me goddamn. no way no unh uh no ma'am Think you a bigger baby but that shit don't magnify under glass You just some film flam brother who can't take his foot off the gas Because you dirty dirty you dirty you dirty dirty dirty you dirty you dirty dirty dirty you dirty you dirty (etc. ad nauseum et. alia. and goodbye.)
I am the King of Cotton I'm on the levee side Never will I mate or marry No maiden, an easy bride no more no more no more Red skeleton bones that built me Roll round in their painted pins my tribe has a longing language Blood's high when the water's thin Oh Lord Oh Lord Oh Lord Play me my life on your concertina Play me my life on your tambourine Spin me a yarn from your pastures greener Say it's all alright Play me my life on your snare drum, soldier Play me my life on your violin I'll be a swan, though I'm ever older Say it's all alright


released June 1, 2017

All songs written by Heather Christian

All songs arranged by Heather Christian & the Arbornauts, collectively

Produced + Engineered + Mixed by Brian Bender @ the Motherbrain, BK and The Motherbrain, LA

Mastered @ Abbey Road

Fueled by love, fallout, house fires, temporary psychosis,
good coffee, long friends, re-location, diaspora, resilience,
tacos, sunshine, buddy pass plane tickets, good dogs, great lovers, vintage synthesizers, new ideas, the theoretical power of the crystals,
the theoretical value of positive thinking, 4 hurricanes, 3 marriages,
quick dips in the pool and You, You, You, You, YOU.

Heather Christian & the Arbornauts are:

Heather Christian
Jon Anderson
Matt Bogdanow
Sasha Brown
Chris Giarmo
Gabe Gordon
Josh Myers

(specific instrumental credits are listed with their respective tracks)

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Heather Christian & The Arbornauts Beacon, New York

An Arbornaut is a three way cross between a flying squirrel, an astronaut, and an angel. I know one as soon as I spot one. They are naturally occuring in nature. I had a dream about them once and started a band. We are a choir and we are an orchestra. We are disgruntled classical musicians & believers in musical traditions of feeling lots of things. This is the noise from the inside of a root. ... more

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