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Ancient Cartography EP

by Red Medicine

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Walled off Safe and secluded Self-reliance Only need yourself Independence No outside cause Those of action Love earthen barriers They mark clear limits So effects come quickly Isolation is good Can focus this way No outside interference Can keep order Maintain a distance Pull back Momentary Communication Pull back Where are the others? Alone inside these walls This separation is draining Dialogue is halting Mind is cluttering up We need a shifting permanence to cope with what is stagnant. We need these full relations to enrich what never changes. But I’m losing my bearings, and it’s harder and harder to find those points. Too much pulling back, too much distance. A short fall Into safe, tepid water Drive my face into the mud Try to stay out of sight I can feel My bones dismantling My flesh is tearing Tries to incorporate the outside Can’t sustain both impulses. This won’t work out.
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I looked in and saw that I was clearly absent and Far removed. Never present. Accessing distant people and places With long-reaching words and senses. But bodies never present Bodies never present No difference, No standing in relation. Breath and flesh both virtual sensation. Displaced, sense loss. Always driving Always driving through woods and fields and towns and nothing It’s 20 minutes It’s half an hour An hour to 2 hours Too many hours No time at all Interstate suffocating, Flat-backed grey dominating This is communication. So far removed. Some filtered sort of sensible. Please try to keep me in mind. Please try to keep me in body.
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Fall to earth now Firm rest on the ground Hurts your head and your ears Choke on the air Buckle like knees And look about Contemplate What lies beyond Like old mapmakers Creative cartographers Radical dreamers Earth-writers Poured themselves Over the world Left blank spaces Knew their limits
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Now satellites watch They mark the drift of land We know every inch Of our firm earth is sliding You wanted to find something You wanted to stand still But the warm brown earth is sliding with everything else.

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Matt Houston - Guitar and Vocals
Dan Smith - Guitar
Andrew Wright - Bass
Ed Hamaty - Drums

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released April 14, 2011

All songs recorded by Red Medicine in May, 2010
Mixed by Matt Houston
Artwork by Thor Tornberg

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Red Medicine is a group from the Western Mountains of Maine. We explore sounds, groove, improvise, and think about science fiction.

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