Chaxiraxi EP
by These Colors
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Digital Album
Immediate download of 4-track album in your choice of high-quality MP3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.
Download and/or buy it and you'll get the beautiful cover art and back photograph, by Edith Robinson and Amberly Valle respectively, with all credits and pretty formats, plus all the lyrics too! You're gonna like the way you look. We guarantee it.Buy Now name your price
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Chaxiraxi EP limited physical
An orange disc in a super dope sleeve with all the art, design, and credits.
Includes immediate download of 4-track album in your choice of high-quality MP3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire. -
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Sonny Koufax
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Wax Poetic
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Chantico
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De-oriented
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about
Recorded April & May 2012 at UNLV & the Caporicci Home Studio
℗ & © 2012
Cover Artwork by Edith Robinson
Design & Layout by Jason Weiche
Recorded by Steven Zeller & Skylar Caporicci
Mixed by Skylar Caporicci
Mastered by Steven Zeller
All music written by These Colors
All lyrics written by Ivan Repko
℗ & © 2012
Cover Artwork by Edith Robinson
Design & Layout by Jason Weiche
Recorded by Steven Zeller & Skylar Caporicci
Mixed by Skylar Caporicci
Mastered by Steven Zeller
All music written by These Colors
All lyrics written by Ivan Repko
credits
released 26 July 2012
Ivan Repko//Voice & Guitar
Mason Chakos//Bass
Austin Pooley//Drums
Ivan Repko//Voice & Guitar
Mason Chakos//Bass
Austin Pooley//Drums
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- Track Name: Sonny Koufax
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You're just fucking asking for us to leap off the edge of impossible nothings
We can't survive the fall trying to quell all of our souls
We hold on in an awkward town complexion
Oh no!
Hands up high, with arms grasping arms
Oh no!
And then you were lovely
Why are you trying to be?
And then it was okay
Why are you trying to become all of us?
And then...
(We're all inside)
Why are you speaking in hexagons?
And then...
(We're all outside)
You're becoming your ego
Hands high up
Oh no!
Hands up high, with arms grasping arms
Oh no!
You're just fucking asking for us to leap off the edge of impossible nothings
We can't survive the fall trying to quell all of our souls - Track Name: Wax Poetic
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Did you really see the sound waves pricking at your bones?
You've never been this sure before
Organic and sporadic, it's the best we've ever felt
So be calm and relax now
Suddenly I'm-- we're slipping
Suddenly I'm-- we're sleeping
Smooth like thoughts; menacing patterns
Scary in the best way
And it's all done with waves
Those waves you heard so much about
So thoughtless and formless and I'm-
I'm caught in the middle
Ooh, the middle
Inoculation
Do we have to come to the surface?
I'm safe in the spirals
Relative and related are the cause of
Past the surface, into the air
Smooth like thoughts; menacing patterns
Scary in the best way
And it's all done with waves
Those ones we heard so much about
So thoughtless and formless and I'm-
I'm caught in the middle
You're just a way for us to feel whole
And it's not "just"
It'll always be "only" and I
Llevar a él hacia la luz
Llevar a él hacia la luz
Llevar a él hacia la luz
No puede estar triste
47 hours; trepidate
47 times, it's entropy
47 hours; trepidate
47 times, it's entropy - Track Name: Chantico
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Beauty's leaking from the Earth and it's heavier than gravity
Can't you feel that pull?
The Sun's not as bright as it used to be; it's easier to sway
Can't you feel it lull?
There's something in the air
It's got us cynical and scared
What do we know?
Camus didn't want this
We're the apathetic and horrible
Dive heart first
Dive heart first
We keep changing shape
Pitcher of water through the seasons
We give ourselves new names and yet we stay the same
We keep changing shape
Pitcher of water through the seasons
We give ourselves new names and yet we stay the same
Through black and white states of vigor, we've grown appalled
Enter the Sun
Through black and white states of vigor, we've grown appalled
Enter the Sun
Callous, burning
This is the age
This is the age of us
Maybe it's done
Maybe it's done, maybe it's over
And I'll just hoard it for myself, proving the point - Track Name: De-oriented
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We dig for validity
We act like a second layer would keep us from the scary
You're cordially invited to the death of hereditary
I never wanted to be...
Holding onto decrepit values
Nauseated by nakedness
Like we're all not one in the same
Holding onto decrepit values
Nauseated by the naked body
As if we weren't one in the same
We've all become a beautiful disease
Oh, we've all become a beautiful disease
We've all become a beautiful disease
Do you have to lose the tributary?
'Cause you've lost all sensation
(That fucking surface has an expiration)
We're cutting it so close
So close to the bends
Oh no
I don't wanna see us in 20 years
Color me my thoughts and my dreams
To see us in 40 years
Fruitful ventures are what I had
I don't wanna see us in 20 years
Color me my thoughts
Color me my dreams
To see us in 40 years
Fruitful ventures are what I had
God, oh, we've got a beautiful disease
We've all become a beautiful disease
Oh, we've all become an awful disease
Build up the tributary
It can't flow without you
Build up your tributary
'Cause it can't flow without you
Build up your tributaries
'Cause they can't flow without you
So build up your tributaries
'Cause they can't flow without you
Pick up your Self
We can't fuck this up
We've all got a stake
Oh, you're going to dry
So pick up your Self
You can't fuck this up
We've all got a stake
Oh, you're going to die
