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EVERYTHING IN FLOWER

by (Ben) Von Wildenhaus

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    Cover and back feature paintings by Matthew F Fisher. Gatefold features photo by Lord Fotog.

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1.
Fifteen hours and fifteen days Was all your fragile mind could take Before it crashed to ground Like broken glass. But I don’t mind. I’m working on my novel Feels like I’m almost done. A grown man on a child’s bike, A Radio Flyer in tow Strapped and stacked to high With all his shit. In this haze I can barely see him at all. I’m working on my novel Feels like I’m almost done. Underneath the smoke-screened sun All washed out in LSD Should have known the trip I’m on Would end with a fall. Long past our days When stadiums stand rusted red Shelled and dead, shipwrecked Against the sky Still dawn cries Crimson tears for no one. I’m working on my novel Feels like I’m almost done I’m working on my novel Like I’ve just begun.
2.
DRONES 05:12
Zenana Zenana It’s just a matter of time before we come undone. It’s just a matter of time before we fall apart. Your hands, your feet, your heart, your teeth Are lying in the middle of the street And the drones move past your bones. It’s just a matter of time before we come unwound. It’s just a matter of time before we fall asleep. Your dick, your chest, your neck, your head Are lying in the middle of the bed And the drones move past your bones. Confusion is a luxury only the young afford, And you, you’re not so young anymore. From your head to your kicks You’re marked with a 666. Al-Shaytan Al-Ahkbar Al-Shaytan Al-Ahkbar And the drones move past your bones Zenana Zenana
3.
FLOWERS 07:43
(references and paraphrases dialogue in The Holy Mountain by Alejandro Jodorowsky) The earth falls over you She covers you with love Surrender you body Surrender your bones Return what was loaned to you Give up your pleasure Give up your pain Surrender your hate and what you desire You’re not alone The grave receives you with love The dawn breaks Prepares a bloom Its perfume is your blood Look at the flower Look at the flower For the first time You’re your own father Your own mother Your own child Your own perfection You’re not alone The grave receives you with love
4.
Hear my song If I could never sing again I could never let you down Hear my drum Beat a rhythm tenderly Like life beneath winter’s ground. Summer’s dream Everything in flower for now Beneath the evergreens Hear my voice If I could never sing again Beat the drum for my dead air Take my hand If I could never dance again You would never see me fall Hold me now Everything falls silently Like petals on autumn ground Summer’s dream Everything in flower for now Beneath the evergreens Take my hand If I could never dance again Beat the drum for my languor
5.
FAREWELL 05:00
You are the morning sun You are the shepherd’s spring You are the sound of rain on wheat You are the autumn moon You are the fall’s retreat You are the seeds beneath your feet We bid farewell to the mountains and streams We pack our beds and we pack our sheets To all of my good friends and to my enemies We bid farewell and hit the streets And still you are the sun And still you are the moon I am the distance between We bid farewell to the mountains and streams We pack our beds and we pack our sheets To all of my good friends and to my family We bid farewell and hit the streets
6.
LOW GREY 09:49
Never changes the sound Never changes the name Never leaving the ground Like ancient remains Never worries the mind Never moves in the dirt Never bothers to heal Never bothers to hurt The sirens in red awash in low grey And the feet falling slow in a walmart parade By the light of a screen, some fluorescent hour The saddest houseplant blooms a flower Never feeling the ground Never feeling the rain Never seeks to be found Like ancient remains I saw you in red Awash in low grey You reached out your hand Let it fall to your side The sirens in red awash in low grey And the feet falling slow in a walmart parade By the light of a screen, some blue tinted hour The saddest houseplant blooms a flower

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released June 1, 2020

Recording, mixing: Aaron Harmonson at Birds' Feet and Rain, Seattle, WA 2017-2019.
Masters: Doug Krebs.
Front cover: Matthew F. Fisher, New Holland, 2012, 9x9 acrylic on canvas
Back cover: Matthew F. Fisher, On the Sea, 2012, 9x9 acrylic on canvas
Lettering: Christopher Baird
Gatefold photograph: Lord Fotog
Design, Layout: Bradley James Lockhart

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(Ben) Von Wildenhaus Seattle, Washington

Von Wildenhaus is from SEATTLE, WA. Billie Bloom, vocals. Ben von Wildenhaus, guitar, vocals. Caleb Thompson, acoustic guitar, vocals. Andru Creature, rhythm, contraption, Aaron Harmonson, bass, synth, recordings. Jon Sampson, saxophones, pianos.

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