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Make America Again

by Talons'

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Taylor Peters i'm blown away by this album. Favorite track: Purple Mountains.
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Stuart Bishop Beautiful, delicate, painful. Yesterday I'd never heard of Talons', today he's set up camp in my 'music I can't live without' collection
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1.
Dead Elm 03:32
Back in the Bush years I was mad but somehow this is much worse, maybe cuz now I'm a dad and compared to this somehow that doesn't seem so bad. I am my black Whole Trade banana at the side of the road. Brag about healthy eating then pick up some trash on my way home. How many years till we admit that's just not who we are anymore? Maybe we don't Maybe we never stop. Everything's broken I look down, look out Dead elm in the yard, please don't fall Living and dying in a dying red state, staying quiet Dying in a dying red state, staying quiet.
2.
Mask 01:32
Under my mask, I'm not smiling. When I was younger, I wonder if this would've been fun. But now I've got this kid and I can't just die anymore. In fact, I've gotta live for him.
3.
2020 01:34
We're going to war again. Where are you Godspeed you, Black Emperor!? You made me believe in hope, even though I did nothing to change. That was 18 years ago, and that awful undergrad optimism is gone. Long gone (and I miss it). Now I'm hiding in the basement, drinking a warm Coors' Banquet Tattoos fade The future is looking gray.
4.
2014 03:06
I used to make things now I make money and I buy all the things I used to try to make But it's not the same And the more I have the farther I feel away From the feeling From the reason And looking back, I can't even see the old me.
5.
Quiet Panic 03:56
I broke down today at Whole Foods as my cart was getting full. What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do? Cuz no amount of chickpeas is gonna make any of this make sense But still I pile them in and I feel a tightening in my chest. So what's left Past this slow motion 9/11 with no foreseeable end? Or is this the end? Melting down on the couch, Holding onto my phone for dear life Worrying about my kid. And as I break down I wonder what all of this is doing to him.
6.
Blossomtime 04:43
I'm lost I was already lost before all this. Now there's no more shows- Not that I would go, but it's nice to know they're going on. This crisis is getting kinda long. The Falls are closed The wind's been blowing nonstop My head is buzzing This year's been a motherfucker.
7.
Steady Hum 02:09
Writing songs about writing songs the words get harder as I get old. And in the face of all that's wrong, I am resigned. And I head on home. Longing for that hopeful anger That I felt when I was young. Now there's just a steady hum Where there used to be a song.
8.
This one hit me hard The whole year's gone darker. It was already pretty dark His record was cheering me up. "Mounting mileage on the dash" Smoke coming up under the hood Clouds hang low over Costco At the crossroads of 8 and 80 There's no mountains in eastern Ohio but sometimes I see them to the West over Seven Hills. Beyond the bones of my grandpa's old Ford plant. Beyond the Bedford Auto Mile Past the cars and lives I'll never cross, except for on this highway. Just trying to get home, trying not to care too much. But in my head I'm screaming: "Fuck Trump! Fuck Trump!" Waiting to merge as the world ends. Burning oil, how does any of this make sense? Past Independence, sex and death.
9.
When I woke up, it was 1928. Pile on the school loans. Fuck it, I'm going to Spain. And from a park in La Latina, I looked West as the market's fell. It was so beautiful. I wrote songs about love and boats, Then I had to go home. When I woke up, it was 1981. Once you have a baby, it's hard to look forward to the end of the world. And they said: "Morning in America" "Morning in America" And for them, they weren't wrong. When I woke up, it was 2017. The Hope of the last 8 years was much harder to see. Now this is the worst of us. And me, I've been so fucking smug. This is the worst of us, So far.

about

9 songs about politics, parenthood, the pandemic and facing yourself in middle age.

Recorded at home Jan-April 2020, on Birchmont, Chestnut, South Main, and Royal.

Keith Freund: Sidrax, Clarinets, Sax, Cello, Piano
John Kolodij: Guitar, Organ, Piano, Synths, Loops, Mandolin
Jacob Trombetta: Pedal Steel, Guitar, Mandolin, Wurlitzer
MT: Guitar, Casio, Wurlitzer, Bass, Synths, Blooper

Photos by Matthew Chasney

Update 6.22.22- newly mastered by Sean McCann

credits

released May 3, 2020

Dead Elm:
Back in the Bush years I was mad
but somehow this is much worse, maybe cuz now I'm a dad
and compared to this somehow that doesn't seem so bad.

I am my black Whole Trade banana at the side of the road.
Brag about healthy eating then pick up some trash on my way home.
How many years till we admit that's just not who we are anymore?
Maybe we don't
Maybe we never stop.

Everything's broken I look down, look out
Dead elm in the yard, please don't fall

Living and dying in a dying red state, staying quiet
Dying in a dying red state, staying quiet.

Mask:
Under my mask, I'm not smiling.
When I was younger, I wonder if this would've been fun.
But now I've got this kid and I can't just die anymore.
In fact, I've gotta live
for him.

2020:
We're going to war again.
Where are you Godspeed you, Black Emperor!?
You made me believe in hope, even though I did nothing to change.
That was 18 years ago,
and that awful undergrad optimism is gone.
Long gone
(and I miss it).

Now I'm hiding in the basement, drinking a warm Coors' Banquet
Tattoos fade
The future is looking gray.

2014:
I used to make things
now I make money
and I buy all the things I used to try to make
But it's not the same
And the more I have the farther I feel away
From the feeling
From the reason
And looking back, I can't even see the old me.

Quiet Panic:
I broke down today at Whole Foods as my cart was getting full.
What am I gonna do?
What am I gonna do?
Cuz no amount of chickpeas is gonna make any of this make sense
But still I pile them in and I feel a tightening in my chest.

So what's left
Past this slow motion 9/11 with no foreseeable end?
Or is this the end?

Melting down on the couch,
Holding onto my phone for dear life
Worrying about my kid.
And as I break down I wonder what all of this is doing to him.

Blossomtime:
I'm lost
I was already lost before all this.

Now there's no more shows-
Not that I would go, but it's nice to know they're going on.
This crisis is getting kinda long.

The Falls are closed
The wind's been blowing nonstop
My head is buzzing
This year's been a motherfucker.

Steady Hum:
Writing songs about writing songs
the words get harder as I get old.
And in the face of all that's wrong,
I am resigned.
And I head on home.
Longing for that hopeful anger
That I felt when I was young.
Now there's just a steady hum
Where there used to be a song.

Purple Mountains:
This one hit me hard
The whole year's gone darker.
It was already pretty dark
His record was cheering me up.

"Mounting mileage on the dash"
Smoke coming up under the hood
Clouds hang low over Costco
At the crossroads of 8 and 80

There's no mountains in eastern Ohio
but sometimes I see them to the West over Seven Hills.
Beyond the bones of my grandpa's old Ford plant.
Beyond the Bedford Auto Mile
Past the cars and lives I'll never cross, except for on this highway.
Just trying to get home,
trying not to care too much.
But in my head I'm screaming:

"Fuck Trump! Fuck Trump!"

Waiting to merge as the world ends.
Burning oil, how does any of this make sense?
Past Independence, sex and death.

Morning in America:
When I woke up, it was 1928.
Pile on the school loans. Fuck it, I'm going to Spain.
And from a park in La Latina,
I looked West as the market's fell.
It was so beautiful.
I wrote songs about love and boats,
Then I had to go home.

When I woke up, it was 1981.
Once you have a baby, it's hard to look forward to the end of the world.
And they said: "Morning in America"
"Morning in America"
And for them, they weren't wrong.

When I woke up, it was 2017.
The Hope of the last 8 years was much harder to see.
Now this is the worst of us.
And me, I've been so fucking smug.
This is the worst of us,
So far.

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