everyday is like living on a fishing boat​.​.​.

by mustoek

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about

"everyday is like living on a fishing boat" is the second of three albums recorded this year. the focus is not on the process of dealing with a brain tumor but the observation of everyday life and the desire for optimism and positive responses. it is more melodic and anchored in song traditions than "losing another part of me..." but it is equally as expressive, layered and painterly as the former. the noise on "fishing boat"is employed less as dissonance and more in the construct and process of the song development.

"everyday is like living on a fishing boat" includes forays into the manipulation of metaphorical perception in songs such as "skeletal skies", "concrete smile" and the title track. While songs such as "project satellite", "benedryl reaper" and "quiet heart" are equally as cavernous in their imagery; but, with wit and melody. Pile on the fuzz, delay and lilting bass lines and "everyday is like living on a fishing boat" will keep you guessing throughout the sonic journey.

sit back and enjoy!

To be played at maximum volume...

please use good headphones and good speakers and whatever you do please don't listen to it on your smartphone speakers! Ugh!

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released August 9, 2016

Art: mustoek
engineering: mustoek
mixing and production: mustoek
all instruments unless otherwise listed: mustoek
sampling and programming: mustoek

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mustoek Hamilton, Ontario

painterly sounds, meanderIng noise and melodic hooks in post-modern structures.

mustoek is a cerebral artist. musical influences include: philosophy, politics, literature, art, cynicism and society.

If you like bowie, the smiths, radiohead, neil young, dinosaur jr. ,mbv and indie, and alternative acts that embrace noise, punk, ambient and garage aesthetic elements then you are at home.
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Track Name: concrete smile
here i am holding on
you
you can't be wrong

you've got a concrete smile

everyone is love with someone else
it's all they ever sell

you've got a concrete smile
Track Name: quiet heart
I've got to let it go
wait for my quiet foe
unleash the demon prose
I've got to juxtapose
all the ratios i compose
and the crows in stereo

I've got a quiet heart for you
for you
my love

i walk the water's edge
see it flow, see it ebb
step in to cast the net
my feet fry not wet
i can stretch my bayonet
with the definition of regret

I've got a quiet heart for you
for you
my love
Track Name: everyday is like living on a fishing boat
everyday is like living on a fishing boat
crazy
lazy
a burning in my throat
sinking like a stones throw
don't gloat oh no i won't
I'm as misguided as a blind goat
oh my what a sick sick joke
grace note
whole note
read me and i quote
these lines we all underwrote
where's the antidote
i owe
my motorboat cuz I'm soaked, oh no another episode
and I'm alone
horror-scope, a load, under a microscope
i know, I'm a ghost, cloaked, cajoled, and poked...

everyday is like living on a fishing boat
I'm taking on water, it's no joke
(don't know if I'm gonna go high or low)
everyday...

everyday is like living on a fishing boat
crazy
lazy
it burns my throat
sinking like a stone
dont choke
oh no i won't
I'm as blind as a grinning grinning shoat
oh boy what a heavy heavy yoke
grace note
whole note
end note
i won't
you don't
we can't be resown
wheres the antidote
i own
my cyber glow
I'm soaked
its an episode
I'm told
who knows
im a ghost

everyday is like living on a fishing boat
I'm taking on water
its no joke
im a ghost
everyday...
Track Name: skeletal skies
the sky looks like a skeleton tonight
fish bones and rib cages on a telephone line
you think its the wine but i know its not

the sky looks like a fish skeleton
bleached in tide
hand written by an american
you think I'm a penitent but i know I'm not
you know I'm a penitent but i know I'm not

the sky looks like a skeleton tonight
fish bones and rib cages on a telephone wire
you think its a sign
but i know its not

so what if the sky is like a skeleton tonight
fish bones, rib cages on a telephone line
you think its a rib cage
i know its the lack of (fair) wage(s)
Track Name: i can wait...i can't wait
im gonna knock you out
im gonna take you down
im gonna shave your face
im gonna watch you drown
im gonna feed your veins
im gonna wash your brain
im gonna drill your eyes
im gonna leave no trace

i can wait for you
i can't wait for you

maybe
this is all there is
maybe
this is all there is after all
maybe
this is all there ever was

im gonna wake you up
im gonna whisper to you
im gonna fill your cup
im gonna feed you the blues
im gonna move you first
im gonna leave you be
im gonna lift your curse
im gonna gonna climb your tree

pre chorus
chorus
Track Name: never trust
never...
Track Name: lifting limbs
watch the trees
watch the sky
feel the gift
ignore the lies
pop one two three and
rub me into me
rub three and do it again
stagehand tree
and my coyote pedagogy

ah the sun on my neck
ah the love in your stride
ah the energies
ah you give to me
id lift my limbs for you

put this dog down
drive it in a wagon around
bright moon witness
test my mettle test my fitness
oh yogi
so shallowly
your love is moldy sanctimonious and hyperbole
me and my coyote pedagogy

chorus
Track Name: fool's gold
memories are not meant for me
ancient hands
on ancient trees
cover it with earth
cover it with dirt
i hide inside the the sentences
good neighbours
burn their fences

i don't want to be

I'm at the lake again
standing at my window
tracing lines in the snow

i don't want to be your fool

she runs the bath
collects all she has
she runs from my words

fool's gold
don't want to be...

memories are not for me
with ancient hands
on ancient trees
i cover it with earth
i cover it with dirt
we hide in the sentences
good neighbour
burn your fences

fool's gold
i don't want to be
your
fool
or gold
Track Name: benadryl reaper
my head
is in my heart
my heart
beats like
my drums

knock knock knock...oh no i can't stay and i can't run.
knock knock knock....i can feel my days slip away
knock knock knock... i can't stay

my heart
beats into itself
my face meets the concrete
i see all the things I've never done
i hear all the things I've never said

chorus

mr reaper...
mr reaper...
Track Name: transferring
here i am on my way again
i don't know how it happened
i told you to stop when i say when
but you say c'mon bud now just count to ten
driving in the van with the flashing lights
rain soaked roads
with no appetite
maybe its your red lipstick
and your sweet black tights
turn that way
ask me yeah i got something to say

another bump in the road
please my sweet belly is gonna explode
you've got no idea
you've aint no buddha
hey I'm not in a coma
give me my pumas
c'mon man give me a break
c'mon why you gotta go and give me the shakes
Track Name: upbeat like a van gogh self-portrait
watercolor skies
a watery white
painted clouds
as dark as night
sweet vincent only you know how to feel
sweet vincent you paint what is real

why are we all here

i wish my brain was the same grey
it was that day
wish my heart was stronger than paper
stronger than her
only vincent saw the world for what it was
only vincent felt everything he lost

why are we still here
Track Name: project satellite
i know i have a satellite mind
spinning in my head
keeping time
it's all I've ever known
but it's all mine

i know i've got a satellite mind
driving into the world
wasting time
it's all I've ever known
but it's all mine

i'm going round and round
tracking places that I've found
i think i've lost control
a long long long time ago...

i know i've got a satellite mind
i've finally realized
i can't shut it off
i guess I'm just along for the ride

chorus

I've got a satellite...

i know I've got a satellite mind
sending me useless signals cuz I'm blind
it's all I've ever know and it's all mine
gotta wait till it breaks up
when it has had its say

chorus

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