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Gilded Prayer

by David Lindstrom

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1.
Late Night Existential Requiem 08:59
lyrics
Alone in my head while I aimlessly stare at a wall Projections of dreams that have faded like floors in a mall And all of the purpose that they used to bring I am now a shadow cast down from that nothing My god what a fling… Alone in my head with the Idol I’ve made of myself And a series of mirrors I’ve constructed to show nothing else Albeit effective, I cannot compete With all those reflections, their gorgeous deceit And all of the progress they used to bring I am now a shadow cast down from that nothing I can’t help but feel I’ve lost myself Turned into something else I thought I’d want I can’t take feeling I’ve been erased It’s hard to find that place when everything’s lost Alone in my head while I aimlessly stare at a wall Cracks in the plaster, paint fading, it’s starting to fall And I feel no comfort, though I feel no pain A bit disillusioned; uninspired Waiting in absence, I glance towards a screen And see only shadows cast down from their nothing I can’t help but feel I’ve lost myself Turned into something else I thought I’d want I can’t take feeling I’ve been erased It’s hard to find that place when everything’s lost I’m born of the past and my blood/DNA Reflects the volition of fine chevalier Their scribbling of nations, ambition, social pentecost But I’ve seen the statistics, I know where it goes And I haven’t the heart left to watch it unfold It’s hard to hear progress when years keep on screaming their cost My god what we’ve lost… My god what we’ve lost… My god what we’ve lost… My god what we’ve lost… My god what we’ve…
2.
New Shade 05:59
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So I seem to feel I’m nothing? That’s just some humdrum existential requiem I’ve come to know this symptom This new blue Every day I feel its nagging Like some timepiece clicking constant in my brain In vain, I match its tempo I sing its tune But… There’s a promise of progress For an interest in excess God knows I can’t keep that up Who am I to own this suffering? I’ve known pleasure fit for tyrants and/or kings It sings to me ironic If not misconstrued I’ve only ever known one sorrow Bounding always toward pleasure yet to come To reach its destination: Nothing New But… There’s a promise of progress For an interest in excess God knows I can’t keep that up I’ve felt an enigma In the measure of pleasure Yeah what is pleasure but another hole to fill I’ve seen this part. I’ve played this game The swollen hearts. The casting blame The shadow war That no one wins The mirrors for our lesser sins I’ve seen this one. I know its name The vague relief. The promised tame The cloud of dust. The great chagrin The feeling that There’ll never be… Enough! And… There’s a promise of progress In(-)equity and life expectancy But what is life these days but time to kill? E.G. most days I spend just sitting around Wondering, “what’s that looming overhead?” Casting a new shade: 2015 Blue
3.
Something Else 07:00
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Alone in some compartment, gas combustion, steel walls Breathing in the ashes from a window that won’t close I traverse the frozen parkway while my fingers numb on The steering wheel’s cold Then I’m merging into traffic, capillary to the vein Catching glimpses of the faces beyond the lines in different lanes A thousand untold thoughts behind those tainted windowpanes I’d like to know… Or I don’t… I won’t. Still later I’ll go back And see my friends: red, blue, and green Yeah, I know they’re only shadows But they must be cast from something I catch glimpses of their heaven A face in mirrors, a trip at sea While plastic air secrets Out of my small window A.C. God, please don’t hate me For the shadows that surround me I am a child, a helpless fawn I am a blind man waiting… waiting for the dawn Locked up in some compartment, static comfort, plaster walls Dreaming through some pictures, each of them a lie I’ve told The moods all manufactured, red eyes corrected Skin perfected color tone Still I idolize the past (mourning that that never was) Feeling ever distant from the present it’s become Am I a pusher? No, a user? Am I distressed? In ecstasy? I’d like to know… Or I don’t… I won’t. God, please don’t hate me For the shadows that surround me I am a child a helpless pawn I am a blind man waiting… waiting for… … Now it seems life is a dream Manifesting all that I could want But I have found that all is grey When I want for nothing Nothing wants for me
4.
DrownInword 05:59
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I’m watching you Sweat as you move Your mouth you say You are so through Feeding from hands Holding onto What fails to grow What never grew You nurse my ego Like it’s your pet To bathe and feed I’m in your debt Lucky me you You don’t collect You stare at me Like I’m all you have left Don’t hate me; its just who I am Contemplate me; see the states I’m in Excavate me; the idol golden hand Separate me; sift out all the sand And… You’ll find a husk! Filled up with loathing! I’m watching you Sweat as you move Your mouth you say You are so through Writing these words It’s all you do Singing these songs So much to prove I see just what You’re trying to do I’ll call your bluff With every move Since when have mirrors Been so see through Since when have shadows Staged a coup Don’t hate me Contemplate me Excavate me Separate me And… You’ll find a husk. God, please don’t hate me for the shadows that surround me, I know it’s hard feeling torn up all the time
5.
Epitaph & Empathy 06:59
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Alone and lost in M.O.A. Realizing their floors actually don’t fade Their pristine wax shimmers like light off a placid lake And all the models I walk by Wearing unworn clothes with cocaine eyes Wide stares zippered glistening smiles I just keep looking down Anxious eye contact makes me sick Gently hum, peruse the piles of plastic What am I doing here What am I looking to buy Some enemy to define myself against I can’t even hate this place I can’t even hate this place I know it’s hard Feeling like You’ve outlived yourself I know it’s hard Feeling so lost All the time Dwarfed by its cavernous halls Drowned out by footsteps, aimless calls Thin fluorescent light and fluoride air I know it’s hard Feeling like You can’t trust yourself I know it’s hard Feeling anxious All the time I know it’s hard Feeling like You don’t own yourself I know it’s hard Feeling sold to All the time I know it’s hard Feeling like You’ve don’t know yourself I know it’s hard Feeling angry All the time
6.
Cheval Glass 06:00
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My dreams: befogged My lifeless slog My hurried pace My limp embrace My hands, these rings Like puppet strings My Christian name In vague reverence of an idol long collapsed upon itself My hope: slipshod My plastic god My golden skin The rot within My state half dead All figure heads I’ll change my name In vague defiance of some idol Or has light collapsed on itself? Are these shadows that shroud all my wealth? Cheval Glass fogged up in their pall It’s like staring at white plaster walls I can’t see myself at all in these mirrors My dreams… My hope… My hands… My hands, these rings Like puppet string I’ve played this game I know its name
7.
The 5th Gospel 09:00
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Together with an angel, lying quiet in the dark Twice in every moment goes the beating of my heart Blood echoes through my arms, bounding heavily and stark And it feels like the end, like I’m falling apart Still, I do not fear, I know it takes care of me It takes care of me. It takes care of me And every day I know, While through the darkness I can see Each hour’s approaching storm Still, I do not fear I know it takes care of me. So even when the night is followed closely by its dread And crowds of aimless voices hail endless in my head A thousand untold thoughts all waiting to be fed Drowned out ever only by the freighter’s roaring tread Still, I do not fear, I know it takes care of me It takes care of me. It takes care of me And every day I know, While through the darkness I can see Each hour’s approaching storm Still, I do not fear I know it takes care of me. And even when your future has lost its golden sheen The past, once filled with wonder is now tearing at the seams The present it’s become is all thin, lonely, and meek And you feel you’ve lost yourself, but you don’t know where to seek It takes care of me. It takes care of me And every day I know, While through the darkness I can see Each hour’s approaching storm Still, I do not fear I know it takes care of me. It takes care of me It takes care of me Love takes care of me Love excavates me Love recreates me Me… In no small way Every day I will pray God, do not fear For love takes care of Me

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Gilded prayer is a concept album about identity. The music and lyrics are written to reflect and mirror themselves across the album's palindromic track list:

1: Late Night Existential Requiem - 9:00
2: New Shade - 6:00
3: Something Else - 7:00
4: DrownInword - 6:00
5: Epitaph & Empathy - 7:00
6: Cheval Glass - 6:00
7: The 5th Gospel - 9:00

Shifting between dark ambient soundscapes and intricately produced folk rock, its stylistic identity is defined by its lack-thereof. The songs are long with holes and jagged contrasts that never resolve or settle in. It is admittedly a challenging album, but we hope that, given patience and attention, it will be equally rewarding.

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released February 16, 2019

Written and Produced by Matt Nelson
Completed on 7-16-17

Matt Nelson: Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards, Auxiliary Percussion
Nina Zywicki: Mallet Percussion, Vocals
Devin Tomczik: Drumset, Auxiliary Percussion, Vocals
Josh Pfohl: Bass Guitar, Vocals

Recorded in Matt’s apartment studio
Drum Set recorded at Devin’s studio
Engineers: Devin Tomczik and Matt Nelson

Mixed by Matt Nelson
Mastered by Greg Reierson at Rare Form Mastering

Album Art and Design: Matt Nelson

Additional Field Recordings from Freesound.org:

Splice Sound: “Walla chatter, adults and children in auditorium”
mrkva: “Big train passing by”
Frankie01234: “A Murder of Crows”
Sandermotions: “Forrest field spring sounds”
FlatHill: “Rain and Thunder 4”
Mr Auralization: “Highway”
Nanashi: “Multiple Tornado Alarms”
spoonbender: “Wind Through Trees 2”
miastodzwiekow: “the Baltic seagulls_15022014”

Thank you: Nina, Devin, and Josh. Mom, Dad, Sam, Melanie, Jono, Scott, Shan, Cody, and Kira. Ricky, Carrie, and Cory. Kristian, Scott, and Terry.

Barbara, Harriet, and Celo

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David Lindstrom, described as "captivating, haunting, abstract and perplexing" (Nanobot Rock), is an eclectic band from central Minnesota. Their music spans from intricately finger picked folk rock to dark ambient soundscapes resulting in songs that are "rhythmically complex and creatively engaging" (Divide and Conquer). ... more

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