Spinning Plates

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  • Limited Edition CD in Hand-printed Gatefold Sleeve
    Compact Disc (CD)

    The gatefold sleeves are hand cut, glued, and folded from recycled card stock, which contains embedded flecks of banana skins (left over from feeding animals in a UK animal park). Each sleeve is hand printed in black ink. No two are exactly alike. A hilarious eight-page hand-made lyrics booklet/instruction manual and photo strips are enclosed. Numbered limited edition of 50 copies.

    Also includes immediate download of 7 track album in your choice of 320k mp3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire, plus a bonus nine-page PDF booklet containing full lyrics and high-resolution photographs.

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lyrics

Flow like a sunspot, liquid blaze,
Into this shape—we're painted in
Networks of echoing delays—
Into the map I place a pin.
Catapult me to the end,
There to dance like spinning plates—
The light is easier to bend,
But through this prism many fates.

And when you trace the signal flow,
And when you chase the hands of time,
And when you know which way to go,
You'll know reason doesn't always rhyme.

Would you take another way,
Or would you change the road you're on?
Winding serpents through the clay—
How would you know if you were gone?
Bleeding from the veins of then,
Emeralds in your eyes are wired.
Add it up, and count again—
Burning gold and ruby fired.

And when you trace the signal flow,
And when you chase the hands of time,
And when you know which way to go,
You'll know reason doesn't always rhyme.

The carpet of the rainbow twists,
Beneath your slightly moving lips,
And hands will often follow wrists,
But then and there your heartbeat skips—
For falling through the atmosphere,
Meteoric, raining down,
All things come together here—
No vengeance, and no thorny crown.

And when you trace the signal flow,
And when you chase the hands of time,
And when you know which way to go,
You'll know reason doesn't always rhyme.

credits

from Monday Machines, released April 17, 2010
Cary Grace: vocals, acoustic guitar, keyboards

Allan Coberly: electric guitar

Andy Budge: bass

David Payne: drums

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One day, Allan Coberly's morning was ruined when he was rudely awakened by jackhammers and bulldozers. Cary Grace talked him into recording the noises from his window, and the rest is history.

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