Iwazaru / Mizaru

by Robocobra Quartet

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Recorded by Chris Ryan at Start Together Studios, Belfast
Assistant Engineering by Chris Brazier
Mastered by Dan Coutant at Sun Room Audio, New York
Artwork by Fiona McDonnell

Lathe-cut 7" vinyl release by Smalltown America
Digital release by Abbreviated Records


released October 16, 2015

Tom Tabori - Soprano Sax
Jamie Mackenzie - Tenor Sax
Nathan Rodgers - Bass
Chris Ryan - Drums/Vocals




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Track Name: Iwazaru
thoughtful plan as an island of a man didn't pay
chipping away 'til i've got nothing left to say
chipping away 'til i'm bare and i see no evil anywhere

"speak only if it improves upon the silence"
i guess i'll choose deaf as well as mute
at least my pinball game would improve.
Track Name: Mizaru
reverie never fail me
i'm currently the parsee
but i'd rather live like ali
a strafe to the side in lieu of a step back
into hindsight

i dream fast and loose
but today i'm slow and skintight
i don't dream at night

reverie endlessly
i wouldn't wish upon my latest enemy
my hands outstretched at 180
living the life o' reality

i dream of playing it cruel
but when i shift gear, i stall
i don't dream at all

i guess the drone will always get through
i'll call when i know what to do
but i won't promise you
when dark figures emerge, i'll do what i do

i dream of getting stuck on a hill-start
knocked back, dominos do their part
sodium cascades
there's something about trains
eternal verge of tears but i haven't cried for years

i dream of no fear
but neurosis takes the wheel and steers