Vessels

by Christian Lyon

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about

Starting music as a vague desire to play in a band and be accepted by his friends, Christian Lyon began with humble beginnings of screamo covers and acoustic songs written about boredom. Eventually, he broke the odd cycle of writing songs about being lonely, recording them with friends, having them shot down by his peers, and then writing more songs near the end of middle school, the time to become a man.

At his final year in Jr. High, he realized that the reason why his songs were not well received was because he did not care about them. This is when he began analyzing his surroundings and himself, and comparing the two. He scratched the awful covers and horrid songs, and began anew, writing the way he thought. This is where we find him now.

Nearly everything you hear on this record has been contrived by Christian. His soul-mate Connor Boyle and Music Mogul Bryan Dalle Molle have aided in the writing of several auxiliary instruments included in this album, and will receive credit on each individual track. Everything else has been constructed carefully and methodically by Christian, including writing, performing, as well as the production and recording of every song. It's also worth noting that every instrument on this record is real and were recorded in Christian's bedroom.

Vessels deliver blood, vessels connect two beings, and vessels carry the most important content. That is the concept behind this album.

credits

released August 27, 2010

Artwork: forever and always Candice Schlax. One of the only other artists I know who has genuinely connected with the intent of the music I record, and thus emulates it with her beautiful pictures.

I borrowed these instruments from these people:
C414 Condenser Microphone- Ben Thomas
Bass Drum- Spencer Elliott
Ukulele- Chris Adams
Bass Guitar- Chris Keckler
Trumpet- Andrew Smykowski
Tom, Tambourine (Unknowingly)-Dominic Glimco

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Track Name: Conversate
Goodbye Rockstar,
That’s all she said
With a smile on her lips
And our voices in her head
It’s a little hard to fill the shoes
Accused of stepping into
But I’ll just have to wait
To hear some more

Sittin’ cross legged elevator floor,
The silence got us talkin’ more
Obvious recognition
Inconceivable emissions of
All that we stood for
And the realization
That our independent nation was
More than needed
Was what we needed

Goodbye Rockstar
Track Name: Mornin' Storms
Light sprays endlessly through the
Branches high above the leaves
Twilight’s set the autumn sun
Colors your face and warms your knees

Chills stem down your spine to the
Place where all divides are left
Frigid hardwood floors used just
To get laid down in creaky beds

Lean in,
You’re the secret that I chose
Hear it?
We’re the only ones who know

Pictures flutter in between
Thoughts we had; you and me
Love remembers those in Spring
Warms the dirt and heals all things

Mornin’ storms hold out for us
The heat will stir us from our rest
Nature stands motionless
In the wind we’re swayin’ in its stead

Lean in,
You’re the melody I wrote
Hear it?
My skin is brushin’ up against your clothes
Track Name: Powerlines
Powerlines cradle us in the sky
They’re tau(gh)t but sometimes tight

Powerlines, they shine out mostly bright
Can’t get those colors right.

Hair is curling
(Now we’re at the end,
Hangin by the threads
Of the suit jackets
We wove)
Damp waves of heat

Shining stars trip through clouds and tear apart
And we wonder where they are

Sparks form bodies
(Now our tongues curl up
Broken vessels pump
Power through our blood
Our veins)
They tell us things

Powerlines struck down by stars that fly
Powerlines tracing the bright twilight
Yeah Powerlines etched across set skylines
Powerlines can’t get those colors right
Track Name: Broken Bird
Broken bird, won’t you come down
From your perch? You’ve got me found out
Once I heard you sing so loud
But you’re hurt, you only scream now

Wind lashed our backs
Ice formed, we cracked

Here I lie arms are folded
And my eyes are coated
I will not cry it’s not hopeless
Though your car has long left

With all the time that you’ve left me
I’m thinking things that are not healthy
It seems to me the comfort I crave
Will have to wait for my grave

I have refuge in two trees
One has roots and one just leaves

Wind lashed our backs
Ice formed, we cracked
Track Name: Motion,
We were kids
We copied off our friends
Our mother
She taught us what it meant

Can you hear me? (We fought then)
Are you listenin’? (We were at odds and ends)
Somethin’s standin’ (Our brother)
In your place and (He stayed away with friends)
I’ll be watchin’ from (You come from)
Miles away

Where have you been?

We grew up
Regardless what you said
Our father
Told us we’d grow taller yet

Can you hear me? (We fought then)
Are you listenin’? (We were at odds and ends)
Something’s standin’ (Our brother)
In your place and (He stayed away with friends)
I’ll be watchin’ from (You come from)
Miles away

Where have you been?
Track Name: Thread
There’s a sweater woven in the dirt.
Its stitching cuts through clouds and earth;
Sculpting canyons and the ozone layer.
And the colors spilled in from the stratosphere

We were standing, watching all the thread
Piece together and weave itself with breath.
We saw our reflection in the river bend.
In the fabric we began to blend.
Track Name: Cartridge Hearts
My car is working hard
You’ve left all of your salt out in the street
I’m resting on the door
Steeping sounds and I am sound asleep

“Our tendons and muscle fibers
Tense up and set on fire
I’m desperate but I’m not buying”
So I stretched out and started lying

If our hearts are pumping ink,
Are we left with something in between
Abstraction and Industry?
But foreign words have entered in the stream

“Our tendons and muscle fibers
Tense up and set on fire
I’m desperate but I’m not buying”
So I stretched out and started lying

Our blood vessels are confined
Waking up to tail lights