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Almost X

by Westy Reflector

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Roofhare A wonderful collection of danceable and feelable tunes. Great guitar work and tight rhythm section underneath it all. Congrats on a wonderful album. Favorite track: Chasing Flight.
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Nothing means anything There’s no right and wrong or light and dark There are only in-betweens When this world gives you no end And you know nothing but your means Nothing means anything I crossed state lines and changed my name Twenty years down that way Still lost in song; still don’t belong Nothing’s changed nothing’s changed It’s how you end, not where you start Life is easy – it’s living that’s hard Dispossession, constant rejection A world designed to keep you low So the smartest thing you can ever do Is let go Nothing means anything
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It’s been so long since I heard the sun call my name. It’s been so long since I had the power to light my way. Dreams left me high and lovely, (but) in darkness with life undone. It’s been so long since I heard the sun. It’s been so long since I became a forgotten one. It’s been so long since I started spinning into oblivion. You can still be a refugee in a place you can’t escape, running ahead as lights turn red, trying to duck fate. It’s been so long since I had faith in future plans. It’s been so long since I had faith in a promised land. Dreams left me high and lovely, (but) in darkness with life undone. It’s been so long since I heard the sun.
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Time to make up your mind Time never falls behind Time to make up your mind and close the door She drew you in, black and white From her studio in the sky She drew you eight times ninety-nine… Frames in time And you will never escape that night Until you make up your mind And close the door Should’ve paid off those bills Should’ve laid off those pills Should’ve written one more word Before you put your machine to sleep What the hell were you looking for when you opened up that door? What the hell were you looking for, if not time? It’s just like Jack once said “Bittersweet life is at best.” It’s just like King Jack once said You’re framed in time And you will never escape that night If you never make up your mind Yeah, you’re framed in time And you’ll never escape that night Until you make up your mind And close the door
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We’re surrounded by people Who can’t think for themselves They fear loneliness more than they feel hell Then take comfort that they can’t even tell Say goodbye to the world it’s just as well We’ve gone through the looking glass Nothing’s left up ahead we haven’t already passed Now we’re so alone We don’t need to turn our backs We’ve gone through the looking glass We’re surrounded by people Who don’t learn for themselves They buy into the bullshit they turn around and sell Then take comfort in the lies they tell Say goodbye to the world it’s just as well We’ve gone through the looking glass But you and me come from a place beyond time in the company of love we live outside the lines We’re surrounded by people Who only live for themselves They drink all the water but can’t dig a well They say they make love but it’s just a shell Say goodbye to the world it’s just as well
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Elena's Stars (free) 03:44
Elena lived on Avenue X, next to a trestle all her life. She dreamed of distant places and of jumping random trains a thousand times. She craved a sky that let her know she was home. An endless sky that left the stars alone to shine. Beyond her life, that sky showed her some way home. Counting the trains to and from Coney Island every night, searching in vain for salvation, in a city full of lies. [ch.] I’m still here, amidst the fallout of our life. I’m still here, living with her dreams. She found a sky that let her know she was home. An endless sky that left the stars alone to shine. Beyond her life, that sky showed her some way home.
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My wife comes from the South Side of Chicago, and when she first brought me back in ‘ninety four, down in the basement of her childhood home I found an old guitar. She said “That was my great uncle Bill’s, “I guess he left it to my dad. “I remember after Bill lost his Kentucky farm, that Gibson was all he had.” “But he said ‘I’m not scared of a changing world Or losing anything we are ‘Cos I wave hi to distant good times every time I play that guitar.’ “ For eleven quiet years after Bill passed on, that L-1, I guess, had waited for me ‘Cos it rang one brilliant chord before the bridge caved in Just to let me hear what it could be You got to draw lines Back through time To know who you really are Every note Bill played Rang again that day When we picked up that old guitar So it returned with us to New York. In the hands of The ‘Moose returned to life. And the sound that it made again returned Bill to my angel wife He said, “I’m not scared of a changing world or losing anything we are. I just wave hi to distant good times every time I play that guitar.” So I’m not scared of a changing world. We’ve lost nothing that we are. ‘Cos I hear echoes of distant good times every time I play that old guitar.
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there’s a rip in the galaxy sounds like wind through a door it’s headed for us full speed ahead we’ve got nothing to lose anymore so no more running from the past running from the dark searching through the void chasing love let’s fly this town tonight dance away from these city lights take our cues from distant satellites let’s fly this town over the horizon lies a ring of endless light made of the dreams we carried through our coldest nights there’s no more falling out of time falling for the cons calling out in vain waiting on love let’s fly this town tonight dance away from these city lights take our cues from distant satellites let’s fly this town

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Ten more dice rolls.

Records don't so much freeze as liquify time.

Almost X where X = whom, where, what or even why you want to be. Let's fly this town, through the looking glass, riding our 99th dream into the stars, towards X.

"Nothing means anything." - Kurt Vonnegut

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released January 15, 2016

Written, performed and produced by Westy Reflector

Cover photo: "Drew's Spare"
Dave Westreich, 17 July 2010, 04:02

Lead guitar on That Old Guitar:
Jason Perkel | switchfactory.com

Samples on Sedimentronic Figures
courtesy of:
Rupert Lally | rupertlally.bandcamp.com
and
Ahornberg | ahornberg.bandcamp.com

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The Reflectors New York, New York

rock.pop.
ambient.beyond

"a cloud fitted with an iron scaffold…
in stereophonic splendor."
- disquiet

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