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Project Mercury Revisited

by The Brothers Spaulding

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1.
Shake 02:51
An easy fix with paper made bricks Leads to a field day with fire-proof sticks. Load up on coffee, leave room for the breeze, shake up the order and climb through the trees. Sleep through the noise the keeps the girls poised through shavings of sunlight that have us employed Jump in head-first with your thirst at your feet Circles of White highlight the heat Climb in line to outsmart time, follow the pattern, the same design. Fistfuls of smiles load you down, turn up the volume in this one sound town.
2.
Mr. Howard's got his six string, he's sitting on the stage Yesterday he's telling you about the gilded age He likes to teach history but thinks that rock and roll is cool He digs rock and roll, but the teacher don't live at school Ms. Foster's quizzing you on geometric plans But Ms. Foster wants to leave and go home to play her bingo game She seems focused on parallel and perpendicular rules She's focused on the rules, but the teacher don't live at school Friday night, traffic jam, trip to the beach Spanish teacher next to you, surf board tied to his jeep He teaches conjugations, and how to surf the blue He teaches conjugations but the teacher don't live at school Arithmetic, history, health and P.E., School ain't the only place the teachers wanna be There's more to life than chalk and books, And all this time they've had you fooled Cause the teacher don't live at school
3.
Familiar 03:51
Moods of age and age of youth The four dollar smile changed the mood A price tag, cold with rhythm and rhyme The lukewarm set sharpened her eye Pattern unchanged, sentences stale Every progression rushed by the grey and aware Every thing's smaller looking through glass Lights drop their shimmer, color won't last Antique affair, recycled attire From black to white signal the choir Neither connection made sense, they turned to humor Fading of color with moves to the future Refreshing pulse, a soul of the youth Only the empties remembering the truth Magnified further into the past, Ripples in time and space move fast
4.
Blue Skies 04:43
The man on the mountain descends, Into the valley he goes The skyline was pretty, outside of the city But it's time to go home again And the rain it will fall for days We'll close down the roads and we'll pray To one day evade this endless charade For an eternal spot in the shade The storm clouds will pass us some time The new birds will learn to fly We'll watch them together in this peaceful weather Under the blue autumn skies
5.
Calm 03:19
She's cajun, voodoo down Spiced up walk with a tangy sound Talks so smooth while we wait for drinks Sips bourbon like water and looses her feet Speaks in lies and alibis and steals my voice with green cat eyes A voice so smooth no need for a chase Three notes from her throat melt my face Talks of trips and music slip The two of us toward each other's hips Tobacco tinted kisses throw it all off While her maze of words just leave me lost A smile of calmness, surprisingly wild She paints a scene with noise and style She plagues me with her poison And whispers in my ear with a southern drawl Bayou babe with a blacked out eye Two shots in the mouth and we're out of rye Saved by her words but silent for days Given the chance I should've stayed because She's cajun, voodoo down Spiced up walk with a tangy sound Talks so smooth while we wait for drinks Sips bourbon like water and looses her feet Speaks in lies and alibis and steals my voice with green cat eyes
6.
When I woke up I was frozen to the core I tried to speak but my words scattered and slurred I tried to walk but my face hit the floor I can’t live like this no more There's trouble in my house and in the back of my mind Somethings chasing me, approaching from behind When I turned to look, there was nothing I could find As I was shaken by the hands of time I dreamed a million people marching one by one Singing peacefully to the beat of one drum They were broken up by hoards of faceless cops And though the people disappeared, the music never stopped I met a masked man in the ally And he warned me of deception And though I thought he meant no harm I ran away for my own protection. Seven armed men stormed my bedroom And they asked me not to speak I would have given them the finger, But my hands were cuffed to the seat And as the agents stroked each other They were venerated one by one They secretly whispered with the fury of fire ‘til blisters formed on the tips of their tongues and these Demons who eradicate The gilded promises of freedom, Leave the burning torch of liberty A mere beacon to the heathens. These imposters dressed as officers Who break your plans and then steal your hope Get a rise from starting riots And get high off of their own gun smoke. But the heavens are about to storm- Every day the masses scorn And hope to eradicate the beast that looms beyond the legal forms.
7.
Everyone in Mobile is a fisherman these days Casting out the riff-raff and the scum They cut you up and spit you out for lacking proper taste Lawd, keep me far away from Mobile Bay. Crooked cops and wise old preachers Stalk the street at dawn They beat you when you're right and they lynch you when you're wrong So I'm packing up my things and I'm heading out of town I'd be a fool to even think about sticking around Checking out the backwoods, the desert and the coast I've met a lot of idiots, I've seen a lot of ghosts They can't bust me for trying, or for just plain kicking around I guess I'll have to stay in this old town, I guess I'll cast my line in Mobile Bay.

about

An audible echo may have been one of the first and most basic confirmations of existence that a human had. After this encounter, many members of our human race have been fascinated with sound, sometimes dedicating their lives to manipulating it into new, unheard combinations of sounds. In this way, music and exploration have always gone hand-in-hand...in fact, one could argue that Beethoven, Tchaikovsky, Ella, Miles, Sun Ra, Pink Floyd, and countless others were exploring outer space way before Armstrong, Collins, and Aldrin crashed onto the moon.

In the 21st century, it seems that just as man has lost his desire to explore the moon, so too has a great deal of popular music lost the same elements of exploration and adventure.
With this in mind, "The Brothers Spaulding" began composing "Project Mercury Revisited" about a year ago. Having performed together a number of times over the years, they were familiar with each other's particular styles. Eventually, through phone calls, emails, and scattered weekend writing sessions, they compiled a variety of thoughts, sounds, and rhythms, and crafted them until they bore somewhat of a resemblance to "songs." In a way, these songs are meant to be listened to as outlines for future interpretation, in hopes that other creative people will hear them and want to perform them with us, or with different instruments, or as hip-hop samples, or simply not at all.
We do hope you enjoy our project though.

Caleb/Will Spaulding

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released April 1, 2013

Strings, Vocals: William Spaulding
Percussion, Vocals: Caleb Spaulding

Written and Produced by: William and Caleb Spaulding
Engineered by: Jayson Robbins
Mixed by: Caleb Shreve
Mastered by: Skylar Adler

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