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The first time I saw a real human skeleton I felt a very peculiar sadness and shock inside of myself. It wasn't a reaction to the bones themselves, but to what had once covered them; the strength, beauty, and complexity they had once supported. An entire world had once rested in that skull. How much love, pain, happiness and grief had that frame supported?
As an artist sometimes you write about presence, and other times, absence. You use lyrics and music to run your finger around the shape left by something lost. This EP is negative space. It's the frame supporting something that should be there, but simply isn't. A harsh reminder of what once was; of an unchangeable breach in the order of things. Biting, but necessary.
This is my sackcloth and ashes. This is my 7 stages all wrapped up into one. I didn't want to put most of these songs out. They all feel excruciatingly vulnerable. However, I decided I'd rather end my life pinned down, splayed out on a dissecting table than be stored away in formaldehyde, buried with my secrets.
So here I am. Here's the knife. Be gentle with me, please.
Follow with the artwork: bit.ly/SkeletonsDigi
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Photography by Dustin Hollywood
new album out now: http://ffm.to/widow
Subscribe: http://bit.ly/RuncrywolfYoutubeSubscribe
Skeletons on iTunes: http://bit.ly/SkeletonsApple
Follow with the artwork: http://bit.ly/SkeletonsDigi
The first time I saw a real human skeleton I felt a very peculiar sadness and shock inside of myself. It wasn't a reaction to the bones themselves, but to what had once covered them; the strength, beauty, and complexity they had once supported. An entire world had once rested in that skull. How much love, pain, happiness and grief had that frame supported?
As an artist sometimes you write about presence, and other times, absence. You use lyrics and music to run your finger around the shape left by something lost. This EP is negative space. It's the frame supporting something that should be there, but simply isn't. A harsh reminder of what once was; of an unchangeable breach in the order of things. Biting, but necessary.
This is my sackcloth and ashes. This is my 7 stages all wrapped up into one. I didn't want to put most of these songs out. They all feel excruciatingly vulnerable. However, I decided I'd rather end my life pinned down, splayed out on a dissecting table than be stored away in formaldehyde, buried with my secrets.
So here I am. Here's the knife. Be gentle with me, please.
Follow with the artwork: bit.ly/SkeletonsDigi
~~~~~~~~
Photography by Dustin Hollywood
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new album out now: http://ffm.to/widow
Subscribe: http://bit.ly/RuncrywolfYoutubeSubscribe
Skeletons on iTunes: http://bit.ly/SkeletonsApple
Follow with the artwork: http://bit.ly/SkeletonsDigi
The first time I saw a real human skeleton I felt a very peculiar sadness and shock inside of myself. It wasnt a reaction to the bones themselves, but to what had once covered them; the strength, beauty, and complexity they had once supported. An entire world had once rested in that skull. How much love, pain, happiness and grief had that frame supported?
As an artist sometimes you write about presence, and other times, absence. You use lyrics and music to run your finger around the shape left by something lost. This EP is negative space. Its the frame supporting something that should be there, but simply isnt. A harsh reminder of what once was; of an unchangeable breach in the order of things. Biting, but necessary.
This is my sackcloth and ashes. This is my 7 stages all wrapped up into one. I didnt want to put most of these songs out. They all feel excruciatingly vulnerable. However, I decided Id rather end my life pinned down, splayed out on a dissecting table than be stored away in formaldehyde, buried with my secrets.
So here I am. Heres the knife. Be gentle with me, please.
Follow with the artwork: bit.ly/SkeletonsDigi
~~~~~~~~
Photography by Dustin Hollywood")
