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Magnetic Place

by Lost Axis

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1.
Magnetic Place (Popp, O'Donnell) Reels that used to turn, Turn no more. Console that funneled the notes, Wheeled out the door. The vibrations left behind, Will always haunt my mind, The deconstruction of a magnetic place. Rips the wire from the wall, Dumps it in a box. Throws out the spring reverb, And the punch clock. Say goodbye to the old days, This isn’t how records are made, The deconstruction of a magnetic place. Broker brings a client by, To an empty space. No evidence of the studio, Now laid to waste. No one else even seems to mind, Maybe I’m just behind, The deconstruction of a magnetic place. And the suffering's all mine, No power to stop time, The deconstruction of a magnetic place.
2.
Lab Rat 02:29
Lab Rat (Popp, Durand, McCabe) Pinned to a board waiting for dissection. Against my will I take injections. Force fed grindings from inhabitable substance. Looks the same going in and coming out. Measuring changes in palpitations. There are hundreds of starving nations. Empirical data you’re collecting is useless. You’re a human without a doubt. Red dye #5, I’ll test it so you’ll survive. Watch as I slowly die. I’m a lab rat. Another day spent at the office. Not the criminal but the accomplice. Ear you are growing on my back serves no purpose. Try an experiment to solve the drought. Red dye #5, I’ll test it so you’ll survive. Watch as I slowly die. I’m a lab rat.
3.
Billion Stars (Popp, Durand, McCabe) Carl Sagan said there are billions and billions of stars, So did Galileo and Copernicus. Sitting on my fire escape, but they seem so far. Haven’t moved a bead on my abacus. Where are the billion stars? Tell me, where are the billion stars? Leonard Nimoy said there’s life up in the stars, So we journeyed in search of. I listen carefully, but I hear only cars. There’s got to be so much more above. Where are the billion stars? Tell me, where are the billion stars? Annie Jump Cannon classified the stars, “Oh be a fine girl, kiss me.” I don’t see the twinkling, and I wonder where you are. Seems to be the mystery. Where are the billion stars? Tell me, where are the billion stars?
4.
Freud 03:53
Freud (Popp, O'Donnell, Durand) There’s no time left for Freud, He just fell into a mental void, Now he’s gone, Freud is gone. Sitting back while stroking his beard, The prognosis is worse than feared, That’s Freud, talking about Freud. There is no time for Freud. Well sometimes a cigar is just a cigar, Over-analysis can leave deep scars. There’s no time for Freud. I don’t know about Oedipus, I don’t know what to take from this, I don’t know, know about Freud. I don’t care about anal retention, I don’t care about your dementia, Don’t care, care about Freud. There is no time for Freud. Dreams sometimes always mean nothing, Senseless artificial reconstructions. No man knows how the mind functions, Explained by untested deductions. He told you it was about your mother, Never talked about your father or your brother, That’s Freud, talking about Freud. Tell me about your childhood, No one’s had one that’s any good, That’s Freud, talking about Freud. There is no time for Freud.
5.
Legs Of Cement (Popp, O'Donnell) Did I stammer? Get me a jackhammer. I’ll try to explain, as you try not to understand. Needless pins, Stab into my shins. Please don’t ask, no, I don’t want your reprimand. Cruel slippery eels, Poisoning my sea, Distilled one by one, Into potent cruelty. Dying in this wool, Every watt of energy spent. Won’t somebody take, These legs of cement? These legs of cement. Stairs to the sky, Makes me question why. Did M.C. Escher help out with the design? A stumble, then a fall, A whimper, then a call, Ignored by masses, cattle trotting by. Cruel slippery eels, Poisoning my sea, Distilled one by one, Into potent cruelty. Dying in this wool, Every watt of energy spent. Won’t somebody take, These legs of cement? These legs of cement.
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Strange Light (Popp, O'Donnell) Young girl playing out in the yard, Long ago before life got too hard, Doesn’t hide from the coming thundersquall. Spinning in the lightning flash, White picket fence that needs to be smashed, Plans her exit from the suburban sprawl. Laughing at the storm, She closes her eyes and blindly follows. There she is, dancing in the strange light, In the strange light. Gets a guitar and writes some songs, Has a following before too long, An old soul, genius beyond her years. New voice of the millennium, Shows filling stadiums, Crowd sways, a din of screams and cheers. Exhausted, but content, She closes her eyes and blindly follows. There she is, dancing in the strange light, In the strange light. Time flickers like old movies, Brief lights against your face. Fleeting moments pass right through me, Impossible to seize the day. Where are the fans now end has come? All alone, she wants to go numb. A nurse injects an overdose of morphine. The pulsing tone goes steady, She closes her eyes and blindly follows. There she is, dancing in the strange light. The pulsing tone goes steady, She closes her eyes and blindly follows. There she is, dancing in the strange light, In the strange light.
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Uher 5000 02:58
Uher 5000 (Popp, O'Donnell, Durand) My name is Richard Nixon, I’m not such a bad guy. There’s some discrepancies in some of the recordings I made, The missing eighteen-and-a-half minutes. We all lose recordings, Haven’t you ever erased your answering machine? There seems to be a slight gap, A slight gap in some of my chronicling. Hey Dick Nixon, we’re on to you. You erased the tape to cover Watergate. Diverted attention to Spiro Agnew. Dick Nixon, we’re on to you. The audio nerds reeled up the words, A fine-toothed comb and a war to wage. Sinister voice used as a choice, Pointed out by Alexander Haig. It could be me, I’m no good with machines, Neither is Rose Mary Woods. The big red button always means something, Tricky Dick wiped out the goods. John Sirica couldn’t be quicker, Subpoenaed sixty-four recordings made. Nixon refused, Supreme Court not amused, Turned them in later on that day. Deep in cahoots with the rest of the suits, Tapes released and the public floored. Never alone when assuming the throne, Spinning reels are always in record. Hey Dick Nixon, we’re on to you. Stand behind piano keys, use your dog Checkers in your speech. Pat by your side, with her fancy frosted ‘do. Dick Nixon, we’re on to you. We’re on to you.
8.
Blue Light 03:15
Blue Light (Popp, O'Donnell) See the glow on your face, Texting someone or playing games, It’s no difference, it’s all the same, you see. Bent forward at the neck, Scrolling through the daily dreck, Trapped in your narcissistic heck, watch me. Look how far we’ve come, We’ve lost ourselves, machines have won. Contrast setting is too bright. Separation from humanity, We’re cooked, were done. The curse of the blue light, Curse of the blue light. Anesthetized by the latest rage, Cornered by the digital age, You work all day but can’t pay the wage, and it’s free. Stare blankly at the screen, Can’t remember where the hell you’ve been, Between the average and the mean, you’re mean. Look how far we’ve come, We’ve lost ourselves, machines have won. Contrast setting is too bright. Separation from humanity, We’re cooked, were done. The curse of the blue light, Curse of the blue light. There’s a clicking in your ear, Headphones muffle out the fear, I want to teach the people to steer away. Can’t concentrate over the buzz, Faces turn into a blurry fuzz, I wish it was the way it was, everyday. Look how far we’ve come, We’ve lost ourselves, machines have won. Contrast setting is too bright. Separation from humanity, We’re cooked, were done. The curse of the blue light, Curse of the blue light.
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Trailer Park Heaven (Popp) In trailer park heaven, I want to be with you, In trailer park heaven, We’ll have a new lawnmower too. I can trim the grass, pick the weeds, And make my dreams come true. Trailer park heaven, My paradise is overdue. In trailer park heaven, I’m sick of being inside, In trailer park heaven, Maybe a double wide. We’ll have some kids with a little luck, To move we just hitch’er up. Trailer park heaven, For you I often cry. Trailer park, from my mind you are so far, With a plexiglass window overlooking the yard. Trailer park, I’ll live in you someday, From this apartment complex won’t you take me away? In trailer park heaven, Can’t imagine a better thing, In trailer park heaven, I’ll manage a Burger King. Then I can afford what my heart longs for, Nothing but uncommon walls. Trailer park heaven, Yeah, we could have it all. Trailer park, from my mind you are so far, With a plexiglass window overlooking the yard. Trailer park, I’ll live in you someday, From this apartment complex won’t you take me away?
10.
Fay Wray 03:08
Fay Wray Quickly twists off the ring, Of a blue-haired Parisian. Plasters up the holes, Applies the fake tan. I watch in morbid awe, With extension of my jaw. Mortician takes a break, Reads Pygmalion by Shaw. It’s the soon to be death of Fay Wray, Soon to be death of Fay Wray. It’s just what he does, Makes a corpse look pretty nice. Paints fingernails and teeth, Soon hors d’oeuvres for mice. Tell me what is wrong, Faces torn and long. This is the best she’s looked, Since she starred with Kong. It’s the soon to be death of Fay Wray, Soon to be death of Fay Wray. Watched King Kong the other night, On a channel up the dial. Soft focus face, Most beautiful I’ve seen in a while. And I witnessed the famous scream, Of 1933. Got the best of her, And it got the rest of me. It’s the soon to be death of Fay Wray, Soon to be death of Fay Wray.
11.
Regular 02:44
Regular Staring down an ale, Complexion in grayscale, With my best friend, me, solitarily. I’m irregular, I’m irregular, One of the regulars. Maddy’s slightly crocked, Life packed in a box, Dreams of the ballet, Blacked out on Broadway. Maddy’s irregular, She’s irregular, One of the regulars. I’m turning into the furniture. Getting used to seeing in the dark. Never calculated the expenditure. Bet I could have bought a house out on Rockaway Beach. Benny’s on the rail, His second marriage failed, He lost it in the cracks, Forgot the Similac. Benny’s irregular, Maddy’s irregular, I’m so regular, One of the regulars.
12.
Spider & Octopus (Popp, O'Donnell, Durand) Do you know the difference between a spider and an octopus? One’s free in the ocean, the other’s stuck in the woods. Do you know the difference between a spider and an octopus? You made straight A’s in college, but you never learned enough. Do you know the difference between a mollusk and an arthropod? One spins a tangled web, the other’s a tricky blob. Do you know the difference between a mollusk and an arthropod? You don’t believe in Satan and you never trusted God. Do you know the difference between a spider and an octopus? One blinds you with ink and the other just sucks your blood. Do you know the difference between a spider and an octopus? Don’t think you do, don’t think you do, I don’t think you do.
13.
Block Out The Sun (Popp, O'Donnell) A tearing blast and the ceiling falls. No anticipating when hatred calls. Flying nails, souls impaled, Hear the wail, trust brought to a crawl. A yellow t-shirt soaks up the blood. Through the smoke a child shouts for her mom. A violent shame, there’s no cage, To contain the monsters we’ve become. How do you block out the, how do you block out the, How do you block out the sun? A turnstile marked with skin of a girl. A waving flag falls to a silent curl. No words to speak, hate it reeks, My legs are weak, swallowed in the swirl. How do you block out the, how do you block out the, How do you block out the sun? A hand grabs at me through the silt. Can’t break me no matter how much is spilled. Won’t stay put, shake off the soot, Start with one foot, I’m a man that can’t be killed. No you can’t block out the, no you can’t block out the, No you can’t block out the sun.
14.
Radiance 03:50
Radiance (Popp, Rice, Wood) Somewhere, nowhere, that’s where I’m standing. Who cares, no fair, no more demanding. Watch hand moving, ever so slowly. Aspirin soothing, it grabs a hold of me. There’s a radiance from her window, it’s glowing. She’s the only thing that keeps me going. Should I take her, or start attacking. Or romance her, de Bergeracing. Wander wet streets, that’s how I’m feeling. Knowing she’s there, it sets me reeling. There’s a radiance from her window, it’s glowing. She’s the only thing that keeps me going. Quiet stalker, I go looking. Nice scent perfume, starts me cooking. Timid creature, I’m a monster. Show to want her, I want to show her. There’s a radiance from her window, it’s glowing. She’s the only thing that keeps me going. Fire burning, ever so brightly. She brushed me off, far too lightly. Should have dated, but never could. Now it smells like Norwegian Wood. There’s a radiance from her window, it’s glowing. She’s the only thing that keeps me going.

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released September 9, 2016

Joe Popp: vocals and guitar
Shaugn O’Donnell: lead guitar

All musical arrangements, performances, and production by Lost Axis
Artwork by Tylor Durand

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Lost Axis New York, New York

Lost Axis is a NYC-based original-music acoustic rock duo featuring Joe Popp on vocals and guitar, and Shaugn O’Donnell on lead guitar. The stark instrumental palate of one voice and two guitars, free from over-production, places the focus directly on the music. ... more

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