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Things We Drew From the Treacle Well

by Key of V

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Proem 03:14
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It’s a normal thing to love the one you miss And it’s a normal thing to kiss the one you kiss But you better love yourself baby girl Before it all goes away You better love yourself baby girl Before the world gets up and walks away Even if that means you love. You never really let go, or lived for today Quit sayin’ you know, listen to what your friends say And you better love yourself baby boy Before it all fuckin’ goes away. You better love yourself baby boy before the world gets up and walks away Even if that means you love… one.
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Beswil 2 02:48
Beswil is getting over I’m so glad we’re all on E, heal heal heal Beswil was getting over I’m so glad we’re sober, real heal heal Beswil, I was letting go but I’m not equipped to resist the atrophy Heal, heal, heal. This life is almost over Aren’t you so glad we’re all on E? Heal, feel, feel, feel Beswil I was letting go but These girls, these girls Are ready to be free.
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Holdin’ on to life with all the bliss you’re fakin’ You breath into me that’s how I know you’re vacant Love’s another pill you take to chase away the ghost you made, and I was there right from the start You broke me fucking heart, you broke my… Hold on, hold on, watch me as I turn and walk away Hold on, hold on, got one more annoying thing to say I can’t do anything but sit and sit and sit and sit and Sit and watch you slowly fade away… Holdin’ onto life it’s only mid-December I can cry an cry but your don’t even remember I am not a bill you pay to take the threat of debt away But it doesn’t matter anyway ‘cause now I’ve gone away Hold on, watch me as I turn and walk away Hold on, hold on, plus I think your boyfriend might be gay I can’t do anything but sit and sit and sit and sit and Sit and watch you slowly fade away… Holdin’ onto life each with our own prescriptions Only choice I’ve made that hasn’t lacked conviction Friend is not a word you use to shield my eyes from the abuse It’s someone’s life you’re treading on I’m not a fucking pawn. I made a mistake and I’m done. I made a mistake. We’ve all made our mistakes fairer one. We’ve all made our mistakes. Someone build me a machine. I need a, I need a, I need, I need I need a quick machine to make the shit I did go away. Holdin’ onto life. Holding on to life. Boys aren’t things you use to make you go away Holdin’ to life. Holding on to life. Boys aren’t things you use. Now let me hear you say: yes we are, yes we are, yes we are.
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Gingher 03:03
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Sirius 04:32
Bone and cold steel Are the only pat on the back here Trudging leaves he feels distance While the village fades like shrinking Alice. He works for morning ‘till night Endlessly sanding his father’s creations. “Dad, I wanna make my own mark. Dad I wanna be more than a shadow.” “Son, you’ll die out there. The gatekeeper tells me you’ll die. And the king’s men all tell me you’ll die And your suitress of course she says you’ll die.” The only hope in ten years Has been conversations with children. But they too grow up To be the kind of villains that only wanna play the hero. “Child, you’ll die in here. Well the pauper he tells me you’ll die. And the sorcerer tells me you’ll die. And the witch of course she says you’ll die.”
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Back My Rag 01:46
How I’d like to not have to remember To put back my rag again, But roles we play. And how I’d like to not have to remember To not salt my eyes with vinegar, But roles we play. Ladies and girls, step right up! I’m going to give you the tools To maintain a sufficiently responsible And socially-acceptable existence. You’ve got three choices of lovers— Significant others— People you sleep with who stick around for the full show—comprendo? Gentleperson #1 is an idiot. They don’t meet you on intelligence Or awareness. You can do whatever you want— Except talk about books. Gentleperson #2: the passive needer. They won’t call you on your shit ‘Cause they’re afraid you’ll leave. Have fun spiraling into insanity! And now, Gentleperson #3; You can’t hide from this person at all. And once you get over the maxim Conformity of it all, You’ll find yourself growing And growing, and growing…
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Supertrampled Your apartment looks transient Objects detached Like books and lenses and pillows are already asleep and dreaming in your hatchback When I painted you that picture I chose to leave my image out In case you find yourself someone else You can still hang it up in your house I'll argue for your selfishness I guess 'Cause experiences are possessions and therefore can be possessed Why's everybody gotta shed skin before they grow? Well I know this, yeah I know this Don't explain to me I know All I can say is fuck the west coast. I had planned to seem impervious to make it easier on you but if you really want monomythical transcendence you've got some inconvenience due. So fuck, it I feel lonely Fuck you-- I feel set aside So fuck it, I am here scraping the earth To find things that make me feel alive. And I'll argue for your selfishness I guess 'Cause experiences are possessions and surely can be possessed Why's everybody gotta shed skin before they grow? Well I know this, yeah I know this Quit explaining I know All I can say is fuck the west coast. And I know you've got dreams babe I'd never take them from you And you know I got your back in every single thing you do But this shit hurts big time. Big time. And I'll argue for your selfishness 'till death 'Cause experiences are possessions and you're hoarding them at best. Why's everybody gotta shed skin to fucking grow? Well I know this, yeah I know this shut up, it hurts and I know All I can say is fuck the west coast.
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Candied Date With an Almond I remove pit, they remove stem. I tell my lover to insert his almond And together we bite it to the ground. Pickled date replaces our trust. Candied date is a door, a ghost. I forgot who she was, what she smelled like, How she would stroke her wrinkles In the moonlight. My lover tells me not to ‘get all worked up.’ Recklessly, he requests: ‘quit being ridiculous.’ No, this is a command, and it is relished by pickled dates and the observation that I am now becoming irrational. Who knows the truth prune juice? Did they not already suck you dry of youth? And now they ask for more, Just one more, Fuck those plums prune. You’re chosen. Jesus himself tugged on your ear, Laughed as he led you to the mechanical press, Saying in sing-song that we will see what revelations all this pain can bring.
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x=you 04:06
I feel a bit out of reach. This is not my given purpose here. You’re cool and you’re nice and you’re beautiful Without me. There’s no one to blame. You called and you bribed but I came. I don’t like T—I don’t like T.V. Not here, not here, not here Or fucking anywhere at all. If I’m so sexy, hang my fucking Picture on the wall. I’m not good at staying. And I’ve got a handle and flare gun Especially for this occasion. I don’t like me—I don’t like me with you. Not here, not here, not here Or fucking anywhere at all. If I’m so sexy, hang my fucking Picture on the wall.
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Dear Marie 04:16
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It’s funny how you can be lost and afraid Right in your own bathroom with your mom down the stairs Calling “Please don’t use to much hot water.” It’s funny how you can not talk to someone in ten years And still call them your best friend And I’m not lashing out but I think that what I think is Worth talking about with you now. It’s funny how everything I say is simple as hell But I wish that it were easier singing songs Without thinking about how I wish Something profound would come out of my mouth. How I wish something profound would come out. But I saw the plan last summer with my sister And it looked like the pattern of existence don’t fail. The pattern of existence don’t fail. The pattern of existence don’t fail. It’s funny how you can travel the world Right in your own bedroom with your boyfriend down the hall Bitching “Babe, who ashed in my bottle?” But I saw the plan last summer with my sister On the right amount of purple psilocybin. And it looked like the pattern of existence don’t fail. The pattern of existence don’t fail. The pattern of existence don’t fail. It’s funny how you can be lost and afraid Right in your own bathroom with your mom down the stairs Calling “Please don’t use to much hot water.”
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Today I saw a girl on her porch. I smiled at her, but she didn't smile back; she was in her bare feet, with bleach-blond hair--she looked mean. I was sweaty. She didn't look frustrated or malicious or evil but somewhere in between. Today I saw a man walking by K-Mart. I said "hello" to him but he didn't say hello back. I think the man was mad. I think the man was mean. Why is everybody mean? Maybe they're mean 'cause none of the streams are clean, and there's no where to pee 'cause your bathroom's dirty, and you gotta work nine to five to stay alive. At least we can't afford slaves. At least lower class can't afford slaves. Maybe they're mean 'cause they're kids are dirty and there's garbage in the street and the air makes your throat hurt badly. Maybe. Maybe. Maybe they're mean 'cause you can't use your feet and be healthy. Maybe they're sad cause you can't ride your bike without dying.
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about

A collection of songs recorded in various spaces and during different times.

Fletcher Kaufman:
" I have said it before elsewhere and I will say it again here: This is the 'Album of 2011.' I haven't anticipated an album as much as 'Things We Drew From the Treacle Well' in a long time. In fact, I probably haven't been this excited about an album since Val and I met in high school and bonded over decade-old Slayer and Judas Priest albums. I had just started playing guitar and making my first timid steps into composition. Music seemed fresh, exciting and powerful, and we were young. Val didn't play much then, and if she did I didn't get to hear it, but she always had her father's acoustic guitar nearby and I heard glimpses of her and Erin singing together. I could not have predicted what would grow from those initial seeds.

People will surprise you with talents sometimes, even if you know them well, because you simply aren't expecting it, or maybe you are used to thinking of them in a certain way. To me, Val was a friend, an artist, a poet, many things, but I'd never considered her a musician. So when she started quietly recording a few songs and let me hear them my world flipped on its axis. Here was one of my best friends suddenly producing deeply moving, personal, accomplished music! I remember she was very shy about them. Soon Erin was joining in and adding viola (a talent I was also mostly unaware of.) I'm sure they did a fair amount
of sharpening their teeth in private but when they started performing publicly, it all seemed very natural. They released a few cdr demos, picked the name Key of V, and never looked back.

These days Key of V is a great influence on my work, something I'd like to think has less to do with Val and Erin being my friends than with them being extremely talented. Who can say? All I know is that now, when I turn on my stereo, the music is once again fresh, exciting and powerful. And I feel young." fletcherkaufman.com

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released January 7, 2010

All songs written and produced by Val LaCerra except Dear Marie written and produced by Erin LaCerra and Flight 99 remix produced by Flight 99. Hot Water recorded live by Jason Perez at Brews-n-Bytes; Danville, PA and produced by Jason Perez. Mastered by Hunter Wentzler. Copyright 2010 Key of V all rights reserved. Contact Val LaCerra at Keyofv@gmail.com to negotiate deriving or using this work for non-commercial purposes. Artwork by Anthony, Joey, Erin, and Val LaCerra.

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