Echoes From The Ultraviolet Fuzz
by The Curiously Strong Peppermints
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Underwater Girl
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Anna Livia Plurabelle
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Trichotillomania
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Painkiller
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Dear Jurisprudence
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Nightingale
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Catastrophic
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Rain Down
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The Ultraviolet Fuzz
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Polystyrene
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Saying Prayers
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about
The Curiously Strong Peppermints return with the release of their second album, ECHOES FROM THE ULTRAVIOLET FUZZ. Although it picks up right where their debut album left off, it is more cohesive, band-oriented and features a wider sonic range than their debut, Endless Fields of Poppy. ECHOES is a concept album organized into three Acts and examines: the rise and fall of Anna Livia Plurabelle and The Inverted Why; the couple's disillusionment at the hands of The Synthetic Grin; The Inverted Why's isolation and his eventual redemption in The Ultraviolet Fuzz. The album is full of hooky melodies, abstract lyrics, oddball instrumentation and of course lots of noisy guitars. The Curiously Strong Peppermints are currently performing live in the Midwest to support the album.
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released 25 October 2011
Written & Produced by: Jesse Miller
© 2011 Soniclovenoize Music Publishing (BMI)
Recorded & Mixed: June 2010-September 2011 by Jesse Miller at The Arbor House and Xanadu Studios III (Minneapolis, MN) and The Green Room (Woodbury, MN) on analog 4-track tape and with the extraneous magic of ones and zeros
Mastered by: John Miller
Cover artwork by: Gretchen Doebler
Photographs by: Sarah Pruchnicki
Layout by: Jesse Miller
Performed by:
Jesse Miller – lead vocals, guitars, chord organ, toy piano, Hawaiian tremoloa
Ben Swanson – bass, acoustic fuzz bass, banjos, glockenspiel
Mason Butler – guitars, keyboards, synths, kalimba, glockenspiel, ebow, bass, tambourine, percussion, handclaps, whistles, glass bottles, backing vocals
Bradley Hunt – drums on 4, 5, 6, 8 and 13
David Schmitz – keyboards on 1, drums, handclaps, whistles & vocals on 3
Sara LaPage – trumpet
Jeannette Kjos – saxophone, clarinet
Eric Reiter – drums on 1, 2 and 10
Lindsay Baukert – violin
Gretchen Doebler – backing vocals on 1, 3, 6, 11 and 13
Ana Raba – backing vocals on 3
Evan Reidell – backing vocals on 6 and 13
Matt Kyle – handclaps on 3, drums on 14
Nick Vittum – drums on 7 and 12
This sound recording © 2011 Sunshine Cortex Records – all rights reserved
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Written & Produced by: Jesse Miller
© 2011 Soniclovenoize Music Publishing (BMI)
Recorded & Mixed: June 2010-September 2011 by Jesse Miller at The Arbor House and Xanadu Studios III (Minneapolis, MN) and The Green Room (Woodbury, MN) on analog 4-track tape and with the extraneous magic of ones and zeros
Mastered by: John Miller
Cover artwork by: Gretchen Doebler
Photographs by: Sarah Pruchnicki
Layout by: Jesse Miller
Performed by:
Jesse Miller – lead vocals, guitars, chord organ, toy piano, Hawaiian tremoloa
Ben Swanson – bass, acoustic fuzz bass, banjos, glockenspiel
Mason Butler – guitars, keyboards, synths, kalimba, glockenspiel, ebow, bass, tambourine, percussion, handclaps, whistles, glass bottles, backing vocals
Bradley Hunt – drums on 4, 5, 6, 8 and 13
David Schmitz – keyboards on 1, drums, handclaps, whistles & vocals on 3
Sara LaPage – trumpet
Jeannette Kjos – saxophone, clarinet
Eric Reiter – drums on 1, 2 and 10
Lindsay Baukert – violin
Gretchen Doebler – backing vocals on 1, 3, 6, 11 and 13
Ana Raba – backing vocals on 3
Evan Reidell – backing vocals on 6 and 13
Matt Kyle – handclaps on 3, drums on 14
Nick Vittum – drums on 7 and 12
This sound recording © 2011 Sunshine Cortex Records – all rights reserved
www.facebook.com/thecuriouslystrongpeppermints
Thanks for listening and please use headphones!
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The Curiously Strong Peppermints are an unexplained purple cumulonimbus cloud formation hovering above Western Abu Dhabi ... more that has been emitting unusual sonic frequencies since 2004. If you stare at it long enough you can see a Jesse, a Ben, a Mason, a Sean, and sometimes a Sara and Jeannette. Two pieces fell to earth, Endless Fields of Poppy in 2009 and Echoes From The Ultraviolet Fuzz in 2011. less
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Oct 2011 -
Nov 2009
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- Track Name: Time & The Synthetic Grin
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ACT I: TWO PIROUETTING DEBRIS
Let me in! Let me in!" said the Synthetic Grin
"The world awaits as you please."
"Who am I to comply?" said the Inverted Why
"I know nothing is as it seems."
As he opened the door with no elaborate retort
Shielded his eyes, welcomed to the new life
"Go away from this place with your acerbic face!"
But the Why couldn't stand to complain
He didn't know in his soul he had created a hole
Craving a refreshing refrain
The Why, he stood still on the hourglass hill
This is what he said:
"Time is a strain on my third-dimensional plane
I cannot stop until I've hopped that transcendental train
Life has a way of becoming yesterday
The pressure builds but we are still a supple mold of clay"
"I can see that I'm free," said the Why so discrete
"But it feels as a masquerade."
To the Why, with a sigh, then the Grin bid goodbye
"See how deception is played?"
As the Grin left the door the Why had hid his remorse
And this is what he said:
"Time is a strain on my third-dimensional plane
I cannot stop until I've hopped that transcendental train
Life has a way of becoming yesterday
The pressure builds but we are still a supple mold of clay" - Track Name: Underwater Girl
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Loving my underwater girl
Deep beneath the farthest sea
She released her heart to me
Drowning in her coral world
Though the suitors kiss her feet
I'll woo her with no air to breathe
Teenage idol genocide (She is my underwater girl)
Supermodel suicide
TV family matricide (She is my underwater girl)
Party heiress homicide
Meeting with a Spider-Man
In the hallways, contemplate
The villains of our wet escape
Leaving, come and take my hand
Above the surface suffocate
Our love and death are both the same
Teenage idol genocide (She is my underwater girl)
Supermodel suicide
TV family matricide (She is my underwater girl)
Party heiress homicide - Track Name: Anna Livia Plurabelle
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Anna Livia Plurabelle lives in a world I couldn't sell
But I bought my way inside and now I pay the price
Driving the border with her at my side
Finding the order in a matricide
Grant me this: the taste, her lips are such a sultry spice
Oh dear Anna I wonder where you wandered to?
I can't live it up until I fill my till of you
La la-la Anna Livia Plurabelle
I la-la-love you more than life itself
Although an absentee I know that you'll come back to me
And we can sing "la-la-love" eternally
Anna Livia Plurabelle, had to assure her I wouldn't tell
All our cosmic understanding under candlelight
Stealing her kisses in the pouring rain
Feeling her tryst and now I go insane
She's been gone so long I long for her to wrong my right
Oh dear Anna can you imagine tragedy?
You can clear it up: my excess eccentricity
La la-la Anna Livia Plurabelle
I la-la-love you more than life itself
Although an absentee I know that you'll come back to me
And we can sing "la-la-love" eternally
La la-la Anna Livia Plurabelle
La la-la Anna Livia Plurabelle - Track Name: Trichotillomania
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Light the bulb and cut the line, sight of such a valentine
Vigor is revitalized, see my hand's amazing size
Hallucinate and hear the sound: my internal clock unwound
Picking at my thorny crown and my body crashing down
There's a Jesus Christ in my closet with a .45
He told me I should go to sleep but it's so fun to be alive
Pulling at my hair and watching shadows dance before my eyes
There's a Jesus Christ in my closet with a .45
Life is blurry in this rush, have no worries, my dreams are crushed
My reflection's changed so much to protect the crystal touch
My fatigue is overdue, Hide and seek all to renew
Are these songs all preaching truth? Or are they just teaching youth?
There's a Jesus Christ in my closet with a .45
He told me I should go to sleep but it's so fun to be alive
Pulling at my hair and watching shadows dance before my eyes
There's a Jesus Christ in my closet with a .45
I don't mind the rush to my head
I don't mind the dance with the dead
I can find a reason to live if I can find one more... - Track Name: Painkiller
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This body's an anvil for your heartbreak hammer machine
The beauty's unstable, endured schizophrenic regime
I couldn't disable splendor before it became obscene
So tell me a fable of your superego's esteem
She's hemming the cut before the blood clot
So hand me the shot because I want:
No pain - Everything about you seems like a windowpane
No pain - Living with your love, I need a lot to sustain
I see you and suddenly wonder what apprehensions I dream
I feel the lightning and thunder: our bodies' electricity
But remember that history's mirrored into unconscious stream
Now that the mystery's injured two pirouetting debris
She's hemming the cut before the blood clot
So hand me the shot because I want:
No pain - Everything about you seems like a windowpane
No pain - Living with your love, I need a lot to sustain
No pain - She's a diamond cut too rough but not enough to complain - Track Name: Have A Goodnight, Gentlemen
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ACT II: SEASON OF THE GRASSHOPPER
Where we once huddled before, our placentas have been torn
For I am an animal
Our forbearance has run out just to bare us one more child
For I am an animal
But for years we were enamored, fetal morphine needle stings
Mended hearts with sticky semen fingers, bloodstained broken wings
And the wheres and whens and whys, they overshadowed whats and whose
What else could I do?
The detection of discourse is the reflection of remorse
For I am an animal
And now I'm drowning in this cell, the solitude that it repels
For I am an animal
All at once we turned mistaken, her lungs burning outside-in
We stood grieving and deceiving at her bloodshot stoic grin
And her eyes, they burned with sulfur bleeding plastic parcels through
What else could I do but write this song to sing?
And I construe it into such a simple thing
The season of the grasshopper comes
Siphon out your brother's tongue
For every mother's madcap lover finds the words most others ponder
Bleeding from the fingertips of all
Time is a strain on my third dimensional plane
Life has a way of becoming yesterday - Track Name: Fourteen Ways To Beat The System
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I'm reading between the lines as they de-claw my rights
(Twisted whispered lies!)
I'm feeling the eagle's eyes in lacerating sight
(They have severed my spine!)
Come along and forgive this disgrace
Of who defends our paradigm
Morals gone, we win empty space
All to end their nursery rhyme
I'm cleaning the wounds of pride of my mind's parasite
(The sycophant's delight!)
I'm breathing the cyanide, taste my lungs liquefied
(Dissolving my insides!)
Come along and forgive this disgrace
Of who defends our paradigm
Morals gone, we win empty space
All to end their nursery rhyme
Fourteen ways to beat the system
Fuck the path of least resistance - Track Name: Dear Jurisprudence
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Hypnotize the judge's eyes, the gavel cracks your head
Tenderize your honor's thighs, the dealers in their beds
Advertise and ask her why they're tearing at our throat:
"We apologize but someone's gotta be the sacrificial goat"
The papers say the gambler's play should always follow suit
But dealer's way is to betray and collect the table's loot
"The truth I may rewrite someday, I'll deal another hand
And in this game only a royal flush can make a stand"
The dealing goes in cyclic flows slicing through the air
The player knows that he chose to play the game unfair
For preaching prose cannot disclose just what their language means
So kill the lamb and use it's glands to oil the machines - Track Name: Nightingale
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Nightingale a' sailing all across the crystal sea
Don't you see I'm drowning? Won't you send some sympathy?
I'm marooned in ruined order
A song to save myself is beyond ability
I cannot take a chance without avoiding happenstance
My curse has left me thirsting for innocence
My grace is fading fast to circumvent this circumstance
Forbidden is the hidden deliverance
Fly away high nightingale
Let me glide right beside as you sail
Fly away high nightingale
Let me ride right behind on your tail
Nightingale a' flying all around the empty sea
I'm treading through my troubles; won't you lend some empathy?
Time to soothe this rueful soldier
A "thanks" to travel back and to bank tranquility
The cause of all my pain is just the clause to maul my brain
But I know it doesn't show in my photograph
My karma can't complain of metaphysical migraine
A slave to the engraving on my epitaph
Fly away high nightingale
Let me glide right beside as you sail
Fly away high nightingale
Let me ride right behind on your tail - Track Name: Catastrophic
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The curtain calls are closing on our storybook crusade
Six years in the making of my masterpiece mistake
Intravenous feeding of my deathbed birthday cake
The valentine is bleeding as this dance becomes my wake
It's catastrophic
The callus you wore on my heart
I couldn't stop it
The carousel tore me apart
A wilderness of wonder is just hanging on your breath
But the tentacles of anger are entangled in your head
Your overnight to Mordor was a red-eye slight of hand
An Oppenheimer horror to destroy a fragile man
It's catastrophic (I loved thee)
It's catastrophic (I hate this)
It's catastrophic (you left me)
It's catastrophic (now taste this)
It's catastrophic
The callus you wore on my heart
I couldn't help it
I loved you from the start - Track Name: Rain Down
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ACT III: THE WOMB REDEEMED
So she stares into the sun
I don't know why she has that gaze
Well I guess it's just the rays they beat down
It's all the ways we yet haven't found
The clouds we dream could escape
As I walk I curse to the world
Sometimes perception alters the sky
And I scream my sunburns up overhead
Goddamn you Ra, our heads turn instead
Someday my cloud will drift by
Uproot your contaminations
Unleash your clouds
Let your emptiness pour
Overcast and understated
Let it rain down
Transcend and send your soul to soar
I cannot wash off her face
Or the blisters on some brother's hands
I feel the scorching warping the lens
Of all the eyes in our present tense
But we need not pretend
So she shields herself from the sun
And imagines this ravenous dream:
Her unborn daughter to cast off the reins
And dance under clouds that cover the plains
A hope to someday be free
Uproot your contaminations
Unleash your clouds
Let your emptiness pour
Overcast and understated
Let it rain down
Transcend and send your soul to soar - Track Name: The Ultraviolet Fuzz
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The corners of his mouth are the devil's forehead
His biceps are the hourglass hills
Her breath smells like contradiction
Her scent tastes like perpetual car crash
He says his eyes are closed but the lids lay transparent
An observing soliloquy
Her hands cradle the scars in the sty
While her mind is raining grasshoppers
But hope is the paradox that unravels the loop
Love is the fuse, the binding wire
Welcome to the ultraviolet fuzz
Echoes beckon through the sounds of love
Accepting our perceptions are in flux
The psychedelic static of our heart
All adrift in an inflatable ego:
The life raft in a cold, cold eternity
Shrouded by silicon waves and cruciform tides
The unlicensed photograph is our compass
Fate is a slithering mass
All consuming and dripping digestive juices
Time is a knife too dull to kill
Reaping laughodils like a windmill in motion
But hope is the mechanism of human mystique
Love is the ladder, the eternal escape
Welcome to the ultraviolet fuzz
Echoes beckon through the sounds of love
Accepting our perceptions are in flux
The psychedelic static of our heart
Welcome to the ultraviolet fuzz... - Track Name: Polystyrene
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We have a lot to talk about you damned gray matter
You fell into the trap and now the cats grow fatter
It's too late to say you're sorry too
Iodize the wounds because the battle is over
Romanticize the fools because the heart is sober
Break your three-part harmony in two
All the effervescent shooting stars flood the black light shine
A shimmering and glimmering lemon-lime
Never-pleasant brooding scars evaporate in time
In this polystyrene life of mine
Pop the pimple, stop the Simple Simon's saying
Drop the easel, realize the sky needs painting
Purple clouds of orange amplitude
Breathe in all that you believe
It is so serene, tastes like polystyrene
Congressmen converting on a teeter-totter
Senators are splurging on the freak-out fodder
Muckrake gray duck in forgotten lore
Cross the teeth and dot the eyes of "indecision"
Lost your heart and hope to die of malnutrition
Fruits of labor rotten to the core
And the effervescent shooting stars flood the black light shine
A shimmering and glimmering lemon-lime
Never-pleasant brooding scars evaporate in time
In this polystyrene life of mine
Forget the fix of all the tricks your mind is playing
Rearrange this strange place I'm sick of staying
Dream away with all your earthly dues
Breathe in all that you believe
It is so serene, tastes like polystyrene - Track Name: Saying Prayers
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Brother release me from this debt
I haven't bothered to place my bet
Enslaved by the actions of every man
Betrayed by the apple; the last rights read
Slumber surrounds and seduces you
Reduces the sound as you come unglued
Unknowing the number the beast has brand
Awaiting your savior, his leading hand
Close your eyes and imagine as your children are saying their prayers
Outside roads will unravel as you travel reality's layers
Into the attic of every mind
Only an entrance that some might find
Embraced by the promise of earthly dreams
But remember the purpose: the womb redeemed
Avoiding the end but The Void is near
Can't see the M but it's everywhere
Eleven dimensions you can explore
And seven heavens when you're not reborn
Close your eyes and imagine as your children are saying their prayers
Outside roads will unravel as you travel reality's layers
Time is a strain on my third dimensional plane
Release your fears so you can steer the transcendental train
Life's just a grain on a transparent membrane
Say goodbye Inverted Why, you'll love again someday
