TYPHOONStream the new album 'Sympathetic Magic': http://smarturl.it/SympatheticMagic
It’s been unreal the way I’m living Purely by accident Tossed between cataclysms Say it I know that I’ve been slipping Everything piling up Sink full of dirty dishes
I had the dream again I had killed someone I knew you’d forgive me But I didn’t want to wake you up
And so I held my breath and listened To my own beating heart Fucking time bomb ticking And fantasized about the next life Come back as a rocking chair Just want to hold you in the rhythm
Demons between me and my slumber I’m swinging at point blank They keep coming back with numbers I lie still impersonate the furniture Figure eights on a skating rink Sharks circling under
In the stillness In the moonlight In the forest The blood gleams on the prey
In the stillness Something’s not right Evil vibrations It cannot be contained
Split the atom Flash of bright light In an instant The shadows take our place
Now it comes to it but I forget what I wanted to say Video Directed by Matthew Thomas Ross Director of Photography Tehben Dean Produced by Danielle Sullivan & Matt Ross Cake Artist Collette Higgins Production Assistant Greer Shively
Music Written by Kyle Morton Performed by Typhoon Mixed by Jeff Stuart Saltzman Mastered by Adam Gonsalves
Typhoon - Evil Vibes [Official Video]TYPHOON2021-02-11 | Stream the new album 'Sympathetic Magic': http://smarturl.it/SympatheticMagic
It’s been unreal the way I’m living Purely by accident Tossed between cataclysms Say it I know that I’ve been slipping Everything piling up Sink full of dirty dishes
I had the dream again I had killed someone I knew you’d forgive me But I didn’t want to wake you up
And so I held my breath and listened To my own beating heart Fucking time bomb ticking And fantasized about the next life Come back as a rocking chair Just want to hold you in the rhythm
Demons between me and my slumber I’m swinging at point blank They keep coming back with numbers I lie still impersonate the furniture Figure eights on a skating rink Sharks circling under
In the stillness In the moonlight In the forest The blood gleams on the prey
In the stillness Something’s not right Evil vibrations It cannot be contained
Split the atom Flash of bright light In an instant The shadows take our place
Now it comes to it but I forget what I wanted to say Video Directed by Matthew Thomas Ross Director of Photography Tehben Dean Produced by Danielle Sullivan & Matt Ross Cake Artist Collette Higgins Production Assistant Greer Shively
Music Written by Kyle Morton Performed by Typhoon Mixed by Jeff Stuart Saltzman Mastered by Adam GonsalvesTyphoon - Mind of God (Official Audio)TYPHOON2022-04-05 | "Mind of God" is the new single from Typhoon's mini-record Underground Complex No. 1— the first in a series of records about resentment. Out now.
04/17/22 - Salt Lake City, UT @ Metro Music Hall 04/19/22 - Denver, CO @ Gothic Theatre 04/21/22 - Omaha, NE @ The Waiting Room 04/22/22 - Minneapolis, MN @ Fine Line Music Cafe 04/23/22 - Chicago, IL @ Thalia Hall 04/24/22 - Detroit MI @ El Club 04/25/22 - Toronto, ON @ Lee's Palace 04/27/22 - Boston, MA @ Paradise Rock Club 04/29/22 - New York, NY @ (Le) Poisson Rouge 04/30/22 - Philadelphia, PA @ Underground Arts 05/02/22 - Washington, DC @ 9:30 Club 05/04/22 - Nashville, TN @ Exit / In 05/05/22 - Atlanta, GA @ Terminal West 05/07/22 - Austin, TX @ Empire 06/01/22 - San Diego, CA @ Belly Up 06/02/22 - Los Angeles, CA @ The Regent Theater 06/03/22 - Felton, CA @ Felton Music Hall 06/04/22 - San Francisco, CA @ August Hall 06/10/22 - Portland, OR @ Revolution Hall 06/11/22 - Portland, OR @ Revolution Hall 06/24/22 - Seattle, WA @ The Crocodile 06/25/22 - Vancouver, BC @ Rickshaw Theatre 06/26/22 - Bellingham, WA @ Wild Buffalo
04/17/22 - Salt Lake City, UT @ Metro Music Hall 04/19/22 - Denver, CO @ Gothic Theatre 04/21/22 - Omaha, NE @ The Waiting Room 04/22/22 - Minneapolis, MN @ Fine Line Music Cafe 04/23/22 - Chicago, IL @ Thalia Hall 04/24/22 - Detroit MI @ El Club 04/25/22 - Toronto, ON @ Lee's Palace 04/27/22 - Boston, MA @ Paradise Rock Club 04/29/22 - New York, NY @ (Le) Poisson Rouge 04/30/22 - Philadelphia, PA @ Underground Arts 05/02/22 - Washington, DC @ 9:30 Club 05/04/22 - Nashville, TN @ Exit / In 05/05/22 - Atlanta, GA @ Terminal West 05/07/22 - Austin, TX @ Empire 06/01/22 - San Diego, CA @ Belly Up 06/02/22 - Los Angeles, CA @ The Regent Theater 06/03/22 - Felton, CA @ Felton Music Hall 06/04/22 - San Francisco, CA @ August Hall 06/10/22 - Portland, OR @ Revolution Hall 06/11/22 - Portland, OR @ Revolution Hall 06/24/22 - Seattle, WA @ The Crocodile 06/25/22 - Vancouver, BC @ Rickshaw Theatre 06/26/22 - Bellingham, WA @ Wild Buffalo
02/18/22 - Seattle, WA @ The Crocodile 02/19/22 - Vancouver, BC @ Rickshaw Theatre 04/17/22 - Salt Lake City, UT @ Metro Music Hall 04/19/22 - Denver, CO @ Gothic Theatre 04/21/22 - Omaha, NE @ The Waiting Room 04/22/22 - Minneapolis, MN @ Fine Line Music Cafe 04/23/22 - Chicago, IL @ Thalia Hall 04/24/22 - Detroit MI @ El Club 04/25/22 - Toronto, ON @ Lee's Palace 04/27/22 - Boston, MA @ Paradise Rock Club 04/29/22 - New York, NY @ (Le) Poisson Rouge 04/30/22 - Philadelphia, PA @ Underground Arts 05/02/22 - Washington, DC @ 9:30 Club 05/04/22 - Nashville, TN @ Exit / In 05/05/22 - Atlanta, GA @ Terminal West 05/07/22 - Austin, TX @ Empire 06/01/22 - San Diego, CA @ Belly Up 06/02/22 - Los Angeles, CA @ The Regent Theater 06/03/22 - Felton, CA @ Felton Music Hall 06/04/22 - San Francisco, CA @ August Hall 06/10/22 - Portland, OR @ Revolution Hall
The apocalypse is incoming Only moving slow and unevenly The empire builder returning east Like the rising blade of the guillotine North Dakota metastasizing The oil shales and the entropy And the waves of darkness fold over me As the dying sun goes down
The dining car in my assigned seat My neighbor’s conversation is turning ugly A labyrinth of conspiracies Proving he is good and he’s got enemies. Tiny points of light I see haphazardly Scattered in the void like so much bird feed
And I hope it’s enough
An empty hallway a phone ringing It goes on forever no one’s answering Concept of god ever slippery Are you outside of time? Are you in everything? I’ll find the sacred buried in me And I will cut it out while everyone is watching
It will not be enough
I know you’re feeling Like you’re overmatched Like the world’s against you Like the deck is stacked But don’t get started You’re smarter than that You and I know we both know that
Everybody’s angry Everybody’s lonely Maybe it’s hopeless And maybe love is not enough But let’s not rule out the possibility
Music Written by Kyle Morton Performed by Typhoon Mixed by Jeff Stuart Saltzman Mastered by Adam Gonsalves Available on Roll Call RecordsKyle Morton & Shannon Rose Steele // Summer Wind (Cover)TYPHOON2021-05-03 | From the short film West Winds by Matthew Thomas Ross nh-films.com
Arranged and performed by Kyle Morton and Shannon Rose Steele Written and composed by Hans Bradtke, Heinz Meier & John MercerTYPHOON | SYMPATHETIC MAGIC | OUT NOWTYPHOON2021-01-22 | SYMPATHETIC MAGIC, the new record from Portland's Typhoon, is streaming everywhere now on Roll Call Records.
STREAM & PRE-ORDER THE LTD. EDITION LP — http://smarturl.it/SympatheticMagic
Song: "Empire Builder" by Typhoon Video by Matthew Thomas Ross
indie rock indie 2021 oregon portlandTyphoon - Welcome to the Endgame [Official Video]TYPHOON2020-10-30 | Welcome to the endgame final move's already been made now we're finding out the hard way there's not a savior left in sight
America I'm inside you kicking, screaming at your sinews it's so easy to blame you but the guilt's as good as mine
Plague on both your houses money where your mouth is burning down the straw man with a real one inside
Feeling pretty weak now give me a minute I'm gonna lie down then back in the streets, we're meeting downtown I've got a candle there to light
I've been afraid to call you been afraid it'll hurt you I'm sorry and I love you you were always on my mind
Summer's done, had a good one now the season of the witch-hunt here we go into the cauldron I'll see you on the other side
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Video Directed / Filmed / Edited by Matthew Thomas Ross Produced by Danielle Sullivan
Music Written by Kyle Morton Performed by Typhoon Mixed by Jeff Stuart Saltzman Mastered by Adam GonsalvesTyphoon - Remember [Official Music Video]TYPHOON2018-05-03 | "Remember" is off of Typhoon's full-length album, Offerings, out now on Roll Call Records.
The only question now is how long can it take? It’s all hanging on you. Just make your move before you have no move to make. There's no future, there’s no lighthouse on the lake. You're just rambling through endless corridors—a mouse lost in a maze. You gotta calm yourself and try to concentrate: What survives in the fire? What small fragment after all else disintegrates? I come home and the door is hanging open, the smoke alarm is howling, the bathroom mirror is broken and find you standing in the backyard pouring gas on a bonfire. Ass-naked in the middle of December. The shame you don't recall with the clothes you don't remember in flames. Tearing pages of notebooks in the embers. Your makeshift funeral pyre. Toss and turn all night then it comes to me. You can't shake out the shards in your memory. So you're engaged in this scorched earth policy until there’s nothing. Later on claiming wolves replaced your family, you raised your hand against me with the newspaper you can't read, then you wrapped yourself in an op-ed on the construct of history. The mark of time is elaborately long. It’s a spirograph drawn with no breaks. Just goes on and on. Yet here we are on the cutting room floor splicing fugues where they don't belong. Toss and turn all night but there's no relief. I went into your room, you were sound asleep. So I stayed for awhile watching you grind your teeth. When you wake, there's a moment as you rise. You feel it all coming back and you realize you tried to amputate the parts that made you scared to die. Now it'll kill you if you let it. You’re a blackhole bending light beams backwards. Center caving, self collapsing inwards. Against the infinite you have no stature. Shrinking infinitely out of the picture. Look for the lever, try to break the pattern. Single crocus in the dead of winter.
indie rock indie 2017 oregon portlandTyphoon - Remember [Live at Revolution Hall]TYPHOON2018-03-02 | Typhoon - "Remember" [Live at Revolution Hall]
Typhoon performs "Remember" live from the November 5th, 2017 show at Revolution Hall in Portland, OR.
"Remember" is off of Typhoon's full-length album, Offerings, out now on Roll Call Records.
Edited by Matthew Thomas Ross Sound mixed by Jeff Saltzman Videographers: Tehben Dean, Martin Melnick, Dylan Morris, Matthew Thomas Ross
LYRICS:
The only question now is how long can it take It's all hanging on you Just make your move before you have no move to make
There's no future there's no lighthouse on the lake You're just rambling through endless corridors A mouse lost in a maze You gotta calm yourself and try to concentrate What survives in the fire What small fragment after all else disintegrates The only question now's how long till it breaks
I come home and the door is hanging open The smoke alarm is howling The bathroom mirror’s broken and find you Standing in the backyard pouring gas on a bonfire Ass-naked in the middle of December The shame you don't recall With the clothes you don't remember in flames Tearing pages of notebooks in the embers Your makeshift funeral pyre
Toss and turn all night then it comes to me You can't shake out the shards in your memory So you're engaged in this scorched earth policy Until there's nothing, there's nothing Later on claiming wolves replaced your family You raised your hand against me With the newspaper you can’t read Then you wrapped yourself in an op-ed On the construct of history
Unbroken time is elaborately long It's a spirograph drawn with no breaks Just goes on and on Yet here we are on the cutting room floor splicing fugues Where they don't belong Toss and turn all night but there's no relief I went into your room, you were sound asleep So I stay for awhile watching you grind your teeth When you wake, there's a moment as you rise You feel it all coming back and you realize You tried to amputate the parts That made you scared to die Now it'll kill you if you let it
As I watch the light fade from your eyes As I watch the light fade from your eyes As I watch the light fade from your eyes
You're a black hole bending light beams backwards Center caving collapsing inwards Against the infinite you have no stature Shrinking infinitely out of the picture Look for the lever, try to break the pattern Single crocus in the dead of winterTyphoon - Rorschach [Live at Revolution Hall]TYPHOON2018-01-26 | Typhoon - "Rorschach" [Live at Revolution Hall]
Typhoon performs "Rorschach" live from the November 5th, 2017 show at Revolution Hall in Portland, OR.
"Rorschach" is off of Typhoon's full-length album, Offerings, out now on Roll Call Records.
Edited by Matthew Thomas Ross Sound mixed by Jeff Saltzman Videographers: Tehben Dean, Martin Melnick, Dylan Morris, Matthew Thomas Ross
LYRICS:
Eyes on the screen. We have all the information now but what does it mean? Reason’s a tease. Drank up all that hemlock, here I am just reading the leaves. Left wondering: what happened to the life we lost, that got lost in the living? All this fiction makes me nervous, turns out it was blood spilled on the canvas we admired just like some Rorschach painting. The film in your brain—it edits to remember, keeps the figure in the frame. A sacrificial violence, all those passed over in silence then cast out with the blame. And I’m trying to stay sane—meanwhile, the river of forgetfulness starts spilling the banks. Caught in a lie and instead of fessing up we'd sooner just go out of our heads. I’ve been holding up my end when I should have doubled down on my own atom bomb shelter instead.
LYRICS: One million doorways, I can't make up my mind. Hallucinating audiences just to hand me a lifeline. I want to love you I just don't have the time. Images of the primitive awakened from a dream. Console yourself with the morning bells but you can't shake the feeling of being tied down to a table; the guests are sharpening their teeth. Everyone is a hostage. How will we ever get free? We can't even go a minute without trying to burn an effigy. Go ahead get comfortable. Forget your past lives. The Devil's Mansion has many rooms inside. There's no features, there's no furniture but you’ve got nothing to hide. Everyone is a terrorist now. Don’t you know your neighbor? And if there's any chance of getting out you gotta make yourself remember. All my joys. All my grief. All my bones. Bury me in the floodplains.
LYRICS: Headlights through the kitchen window. Are you finally home? Head down on the table watching an abstract puppet show. With the light hope rises—in the darkness, well, there it goes. As I lose myself in chiaroscuro. Car keys clatter on the tile. You lunge for the phone. Your voice like a frightened child’s: he’s had some kind of stroke. Be calm my dear, I’m just moving a little slow. As it all approaches absolute zero. Now there's no one behind the curtain. How you hate hospitals. I know it's an awful burden, but that's the way it goes. I’d let you off the hook but by now you and I should know. We’re involved in something irreversible. They say nothing survives. But in the case we do. I’m afraid of my posthumous state—I don't know if karmic residue is something you'd even recognize—so here's what I'm going to do: take some time to erase myself, then whatever's left I'll leave with you. I’ll bury it in you.
LYRICS: Tipping cup. Inverted crown. I’m a tarot card reading upside-down. All my strength it's been turned around. Always crushing me under a million pounds. I want to dance but I don't know how. And the will to be somebody slows me down. You gotta learn how to live on an ever shorter tether, but if you're good—even for once—it’s written you'll be good forever.Typhoon - Sleep [Official Audio]TYPHOON2018-01-12 | Typhoon - "Sleep" [Official Audio]
"Sleep" appears on Typhoon's full-length album, Offerings, out now on Roll Call Records.
LYRICS: We can all agree it's a mixed bag for the living. Full of sorrow, full of grief. I ransacked the place for the single thought that could comfort me. Something small. Something sweet. It was once in the spring. You were on the porch—I heard you singing. From inside I sat and listened through the screen. Now it's the time. The last life raft is leaving my mind as it sinks out of sight. Would you stay for awhile—put your gnarled hands into mine? Hold me down. I feel so light I could just float away. Just don't let me go to sleep. So long, my sweet. Hope the next time that we meet we’ll be whole, we’ll be weightless, we’ll be free.
LYRICS: This brave new world—it’s gonna take some getting used to. The cretin's lips are curled as he swings a wrecking ball around the courtroom. And I'd say, just wait it out, but I'm afraid it's just a desert beyond the sand dune. It's unusual except now it happens all the time. Now the truth is immaterial: every teller’s got an axe to grind. Get your pitchfork out. The crowd is coming and they've named you. You open up your mouth to find your language has escaped you. And it's too bad. You’re gonna need it now. There's no system left to save you. It's unusual, I know. I must be losing my mind. It’s cruel and unusual. Can’t tell the punishment apart from the crime.
LYRICS: Wrap you up in a beach towel. Carry you over the sand. Little sparrow you rolled your ankle—gotta watch where you land. Big house sporting a bay window, with a view of the coast. Holiday timeshare and nobody knows where anything goes. Ice cubes wrapped in a kitchen cloth. The day melts to dark. Your pain is my pain, plucks the low and high strains of a single harp. This is the wine. Drink, untrouble your mind with it. Don’t you remember? When knowledge was tied to a consanguine kindness. Or don't you remember? No, you cut it all out with the scalpels of doubt. You know this was your failure.
LYRICS: After movement. After song. After all the guests are gone. Softer edges ossify. Gargoyle at the break of dawn. Eyes upon the darkening stain. As it spreads across the picture frame. Before the faces disappear. Burn the image in my brain. You know what you can do. But you won’t. You know that you have to. Let it go. Saw you in a dream before. Standing at my open door. I would wait to watch you go. Follow you out in the cold. The noise surrounds me. Everything’s dissolving out of the scene. The waves are pounding. Swallowed all the buildings into the sea. Now we're returning. Every part of you I feel in me.
LYRICS: The only question now is how long can it take? It’s all hanging on you. Just make your move before you have no move to make. There's no future, there’s no lighthouse on the lake. You're just rambling through endless corridors—a mouse lost in a maze. You gotta calm yourself and try to concentrate: What survives in the fire? What small fragment after all else disintegrates? I come home and the door is hanging open, the smoke alarm is howling, the bathroom mirror is broken and find you standing in the backyard pouring gas on a bonfire. Ass-naked in the middle of December. The shame you don't recall with the clothes you don't remember in flames. Tearing pages of notebooks in the embers. Your makeshift funeral pyre. Toss and turn all night then it comes to me. You can't shake out the shards in your memory. So you're engaged in this scorched earth policy until there’s nothing. Later on claiming wolves replaced your family, you raised your hand against me with the newspaper you can't read, then you wrapped yourself in an op-ed on the construct of history. The mark of time is elaborately long. It’s a spirograph drawn with no breaks. Just goes on and on. Yet here we are on the cutting room floor splicing fugues where they don't belong. Toss and turn all night but there's no relief. I went into your room, you were sound asleep. So I stayed for awhile watching you grind your teeth. When you wake, there's a moment as you rise. You feel it all coming back and you realize you tried to amputate the parts that made you scared to die. Now it'll kill you if you let it. You’re a blackhole bending light beams backwards. Center caving, self collapsing inwards. Against the infinite you have no stature. Shrinking infinitely out of the picture. Look for the lever, try to break the pattern. Single crocus in the dead of winter.
LYRICS: Wake and I have been reborn. The tide concedes that homely shore and I am benighted. All my lines unlearned. Cry out will God (or somebody) please turn the light on. Restore me to that empty room—expands out like hot air balloons. A woman comes she brings me food. I shit the bed in solitude. My life one brief unbroken loop—goes round and round with nothing left to hold onto. But if there’s nothing, if there’s nothing, then what’s that song that keeps hounding me? In the still dark of the morning. Just one more cradle down the creek. Au revoir my little memories. Tell me: This is not your loss. This is your offering.
LYRICS: A woman leans in her chair. Holds her face close to mine. She’s curious, am I comfortable? Would I care to give it one more try? She holds the picture up while she studies my eyes. I’m trying hard to recall the routine, but I can't and so I improvise. This one's of my father. Wearing ladies clothes. I walked in on him once as a kid. Must have thought nobody else was home. It's a lie and she knows. But there's no other use. And anyway what you want and what you want to be are easily confused. The moment stretches on. Like the first day of school and I've answered wrong. Like a self-enclosed short-circuit goes around forever until it's gone. A woman shrinks in her chair. She says the picture's of you. I have no idea what she's talking about but I nod my head as if I do. Look at there such a strong man. All the virtues of youth. You led a good life by every account. There were people who looked up to you. I say enough is enough. You have found me out. You have called my bluff. I don't know anything about this stuff. I’m just tired and I’m waiting for my wife to pick me up. A woman slouched in her chair disrupts the silence to say. The part of you that I love is still in there even if it doesn't know my name. The moment stretches on. Like the colonnade at the Parthenon. It’s an unmarked grave but somebody's laid some flowers for Algernon.
LYRICS: Empty room. Cast about for a familiar object. Because my body needs coordinates to move. In the dark. Range of motion shrivels all around me. All my nightmares I am slowly being cocooned. A single calf in the hecatomb. Crescent moon. Hollowed out of all my fabled insides. Occam shave me down to primal truth—return me to the womb. Mother pulled from father’s ribs, little baby in a crib, hands reaching up. Before the blinding light is split through the prism of your organs into color. All that being and nothingness, on the same möbius strip. Sleep and waking up. On the first day. Wipe the blank slate. And you join the banquet. Served up helpless on a plate. You find your land legs. And you learn to imitate. You’ll wear any feathers and hope that your efforts attract a mate. One day your children find you, locked in the bathroom, staring in horror at the reflection of your face. You say you're sorry to the guests at your party. But you can't help wonder, who is this person you celebrate? And so the light fades. It’s still your birthday. Blow out your past lives like they're candles on the cake.
I tried, you know, just to tow the line: love all the neighbors, live in the light. Sure I stumbled sometimes. Self-contained (a convenient lie). Every source of pain, every sting of pride had to come from the outside. But you. You won't even fight me fair. Wait for the darkness catch me unaware. You pull me close. Then you twist the knife. I don't wanna live with the kinds of trouble I keep finding myself in. Mirror to my left, mirror to my right. A void stretching out on either side. Is it your face or mine? Try to leave a mark. We carve our names. All cornered animals behave the same then get eaten alive. So that's it. I wash my hands, I cut my ties to the world and it's vicious appetites. Yes I am ready to die. I don't wanna live with the kinds of trouble I keep finding myself in. Something’s gotta give when the water keeps on rising and the walls are closing in. How long can I keep this tired act together? It's one short ambulance ride and then the waiting room forever. Tell me how do I make the right move now? Prepare me for the moment when my mind goes out. I am trying hard to follow the sound.
portland rock indie oregonTyphoon - Rorschach [Official Music Video]TYPHOON2017-11-29 | Typhoon - "Rorschach" [Official Music Video]
"Rorschach" is off of Typhoon's full-length album, Offerings, out now on Roll Call Records.
Eyes on the screen. We have all the information now but what does it mean? Reason’s a tease. Drank up all that hemlock, here I am just reading the leaves. Left wondering: what happened to the life we lost, that got lost in the living? All this fiction makes me nervous, turns out it was blood spilled on the canvas we admired just like some Rorschach painting. The film in your brain—it edits to remember, keeps the figure in the frame. A sacrificial violence, all those passed over in silence then cast out with the blame. And I’m trying to stay sane—meanwhile, the river of forgetfulness starts spilling the banks. Caught in a lie and instead of fessing up we'd sooner just go out of our heads. I’ve been holding up my end when I should have doubled down on my own atom bomb shelter instead.
CREDITS:
Starring: David Ballantyne, Anthony J. Redelsperger
Eyes on the screen. We have all the information now but what does it mean? Reason’s a tease. Drank up all that hemlock, here I am just reading the leaves. Left wondering: what happened to the life we lost, that got lost in the living? All this fiction makes me nervous, turns out it was blood spilled on the canvas we admired just like some Rorschach painting. The film in your brain—it edits to remember, keeps the figure in the frame. A sacrificial violence, all those passed over in silence then cast out with the blame. And I’m trying to stay sane—meanwhile, the river of forgetfulness starts spilling the banks. Caught in a lie and instead of fessing up we'd sooner just go out of our heads. I’ve been holding up my end when I should have doubled down on my own atom bomb shelter instead.Kyle Morton - Survivalist Fantasy [Acoustic Session]TYPHOON2017-02-06 | Typhoon's Kyle Morton performs "Survivalist Fantasy" which appears on Kyle's debut solo album, What Will Destroy You, out now on digital and vinyl.
Video directed and edited by Matt Ross.
LYRICS:
The traffic lights are out and all the phones are dead Don't answer the door for anyone Before we lost the power think the television said Stay inside your homes wait for help to come That must have been weeks ago Now I've got this sinking feeling You and I are the only ones
Now I'm the last man standing you are woman's paragon The garden's ours now we're competitionless But suppose a third party's necessary Just to get it on That the rituals of love demand an audience I went I found some mannequins Set 'em up lining the bedroom The safe words: eyes to God
My love come and lie down with me.
The world was ripe The world was crowded In its compound eye We felt expansive In the knowledge we had our whole lives Yeah we had options Now our love While not enough It's all there is
The truth settled down like a euthanized pet It's over there's no need to repopulate Inscribed in our eyes was the grim epithet Lovers without leverage, we sealed our fate But there's a chance we can still be saved I cooked up some medicine, darling, Just drink until there's nothing left
My love come and lie down with meKyle Morton - Water Torture [Acoustic Session]TYPHOON2016-10-17 | Kyle Morton performs "Water Torture" in Typhoon's TV lit practice space. "Water Torture" appears on Kyle's debut solo album, What Will Destroy You, which is out now on digital and vinyl. Video directed and edited by Matt Ross (www.matthewthomasross.com) and filmed by Tehben Dean.
I won't lift you up And I won't drag you down I'll be quiet as a mouse in church No you won't hear a sound I know it's been heavy I know you carry a real haul But I'm lighter than nothing now In fact, I barely exist at all
Not since I've given it up I can't take any credit And I might live to regret it But now it's done
You ask me: are you ready? I say it has to be now We have take ourselves this long Just wearing each other out I used to want disciples Watch them drinketh from my cup I used to want a fancy funeral But now I'm just a sucker for your love
All the rest I have given it up As much as it is tempting Consume until I'm empty Enough is enough
I awoke inside a coffin Being lowered into the ground On a clear winter morning There were mourners gathered round I could see them though the lid was closed I couldn't tell you how A couple unexpected lovers In a less-than-hoped-for turnout As a stranger read my eulogy aloud
He suffered long, he's finally gone If one thing must be said... But he left the sentence hanging I was done with being dead I leapt up from the casket Looking like Dracula's Revenge It came off pretty gauche I guess But what's a joke between your friends?
I said I'm feeling so much better now I want to thank you all for coming out Though premature, it truly means the world Then I started laughing, they started leaving And in that moment I believed in karma, and in my mouth the mantra formed
You changed out of me As one would change to a new pair of shoes And I see the fashions changing with the seasons And no, love is not immune With a hat in my hand I'm standing naked Show what little you will lose But there are no hard feelings I'm outgrowing my own style too
There are birds in the front yard Feed them breadcrumbs from my bathrobe In the morning I stand admiring the colors How is it you get to keep What you are born in? But of course that's just your nature As it's mine to cover up my points of origin But there are no hard feelings Fly away I resign myself to the pavement
The only thing concealed Is that there's nothing to conceal It's the bluff that structures everything You were sleeping behind the wheel But if you want to strip it down Want to pare that apple peel You'll find you wanted some love And just a measure of
Violent Sex Appeal
I am driving when out of nowhere A madman nearly separates me from all my sorrows And in that moment I could have murdered Had a gun availed itself in my lapse of morals But then he pulls up to me and says I am sorry, man, that was altogether my fault I stop. I say there are no hard feelings, of course Only soft ones - likely gone by tomorrow
The traffic lights are out and all the phones are dead Don't answer the door for anyone Before we lost the power think the television said Stay inside your homes wait for help to come That must have been weeks ago Now I've got this sinking feeling You and I are the only ones
Now I'm the last man standing you are woman's paragon The garden's ours now we're competitionless But suppose a third party's necessary Just to get it on That the rituals of love demand an audience I went I found some mannequins Set 'em up lining the bedroom The safe words: eyes to God
My love come and lie down with me.
The world was ripe The world was crowded In its compound eye We felt expansive In the knowledge we had our whole lives Yeah we had options Now our love While not enough It's all there is
The truth settled down like a euthanized pet It's over there's no need to repopulate Inscribed in our eyes was the grim epithet Lovers without leverage, we sealed our fate But there's a chance we can still be saved I cooked up some medicine, darling, Just drink until there's nothing left
I had you on my mind In visions more refined The further back in time
Some friend of friend's estate Home for the holidays The smell of conifer and mulled wine
Seducer's calculus I feigned an accident Reached out and grazed your neck
My god it's been so long I see you're moving on You're right, we're not dead yet
We find an empty room More catching up to do And what is one more regret
When I ask you what you want you flash a guarded look You taunt me with your eyes As you parse over the aftermath But in times like these my silver tongue Returns to me undying love I pine Until you give it up And turn out the light
Then the morning takes The love away Leaving only ashtrays and broken bottles
How I long to shake My own shoulder blades When I rise before you wake To avoid the trouble
It's hard to maintain A simple thought through the day Every voice its own planet And my mind tends to gravitate I am pushed I am pulled into every which way Oh life is the great Is the great Is the greatest Strain
I was sleeping fitfully Troubled by a disjointed dream One in which my past was a house All my failure were books to read I awoke to my cellphone convulsing your name across the crystal screen Oh life does the strange Does the strange Does the strangest things
You were sounding okay Mistaken for the clinically insane Saying a man down in Texas Was just waiting to communicate That I ought to open my mind to his wisdom And let it radiate Oh let it wash over me Let it sing Let it say
Give yourself a million years to wake up in the morning And give yourself a million more then if you're still tired There is nothing There is nothing There is nothing but time We are not sick you and I Don't you listen to lies
It's hard to explain But all the forms are contained When you scratch out the faces and names In your memory Close your eyes against the light Still the pattern remains It remains in its place Like an obstinate stain Gestalt of original pain
Got that catatonic feeling And I'm drooling on the TV Every now and then I think How long have you been gone And where's those groceries?
I'll be discovered by explorers My body fossilized in torpor And all the while my thoughts repeat like Chinese water torture
When you are gone I tend to ramble on for days It doesn't mean, it just helps me to keep my place
Time itself is flattened You come back it never happened Except that now Old man replaced your lover All featureless and fattened
In disbelief at your misfortune you say Hell I was only gone the weekend And then I burst to flames You see I've lived entire lives In a single a moment
When you are gone the lights go off and on all night The neighbors talk while I stand listless in my socks Until I disappear from sight
Got that cataclysmic feeling Babies crawling on the ceiling And now I think Maybe we should start a family
Typhoon's Kyle Morton performing My Little Darlin Knows My Nature from his debut solo album What Will Destroy You. Out now on vinyl, digital, and streaming.
My little darlin knows my nature My little darlin knows my mind She has sheltered me from it all the time
For left alone to my own devices I will tear at the carpet I'll chew the blinds A more feral specimen you won't find
But every year I am getting older And I lose my good-looks, lose my charms All I used to lure you into my arms
Who could blame you being cynical You're right the world it is a crypt It's pitiless and cold And though I remain skeptical That you still love me May be the only miracle
I never learned to trust a love song It was not because the words were trite But I felt the love itself was trite
Now my little darlin I'll sing you a love song One you can hang your hat on every night I will be your witness if you be mine I will be your witness if you be mine I will be your witness if you be my wife
"CPR Belly Reprise" was recorded live at The Crystal Ballroom in Portland, OR on November 29, 2013. The songs originally appeared on the album White Lighter. Video directed and edited by Matthew Thomas Ross.
Download Typhoon Live At The Crystal Ballroom for free on Bandcamp (wearetyphoon.bandcamp.com) or stream it on Spotify.
Camera Ben Trimbo Gary McLeod Jason Quigley Matthew Thomas Ross Nick Martinez
Audio Paul Laxer
Mastering Gus Elg
Set Design Jen HufnagelTyphoon - Common Sentiments [Live At The Crystal Ballroom]TYPHOON2016-06-28 | Typhoon - "Common Sentiments" [Live At The Crystal Ballroom]
"Common Sentiments" was recorded live at The Crystal Ballroom in Portland, OR on November 29, 2013. The songs originally appeared on the album White Lighter. Video directed and edited by Matthew Thomas Ross.
Download Typhoon Live At The Crystal Ballroom for free on Bandcamp (wearetyphoon.bandcamp.com) or stream it on Spotify.
Camera Ben Trimbo Gary McLeod Jason Quigley Matthew Thomas Ross Nick Martinez
Audio Paul Laxer
Mastering Gus Elg
Set Design Jen HufnagelTyphoon - Hunger And Thirst [Live At The Crystal Ballroom]TYPHOON2016-06-10 | Typhoon - "Hunger And Thirst" [Live At The Crystal Ballroom]
"Hunger And Thirst" was recorded live at The Crystal Ballroom in Portland, OR on November 29, 2013. The songs originally appeared on the album White Lighter. Video directed and edited by Matthew Thomas Ross.
Download Typhoon Live At The Crystal Ballroom for free on Bandcamp (wearetyphoon.bandcamp.com) or stream it on Spotify.
Camera Ben Trimbo Gary McLeod Jason Quigley Matthew Thomas Ross Nick Martinez
Audio Paul Laxer
Mastering Gus Elg
Set Design Jen HufnagelTyphoon - White Liars [Live At The Crystal Ballroom]TYPHOON2016-05-16 | Typhoon - "White Liars" [Live At The Crystal Ballroom]
"White Liars" was recorded live at The Crystal Ballroom in Portland, OR on November 29, 2013. The songs originally appeared on the album White Lighter. Video directed and edited by Matthew Thomas Ross.
Download Typhoon Live At The Crystal Ballroom for free on Bandcamp (wearetyphoon.bandcamp.com) or stream it on Spotify.
Camera Ben Trimbo Gary McLeod Jason Quigley Matthew Thomas Ross Nick Martinez
Audio Paul Laxer
Mastering Gus Elg
Set Design Jen HufnagelTyphoon - 100 Years [Live At The Crystal Ballroom]TYPHOON2016-03-23 | Typhoon - "100 Years" [Live At The Crystal Ballroom]
"100 Years" was recorded live at The Crystal Ballroom in Portland, OR on November 29, 2013. The songs originally appeared on the album White Lighter. Video directed and edited by Matthew Thomas Ross.
Download Typhoon Live At The Crystal Ballroom for free on Bandcamp (wearetyphoon.bandcamp.com) or stream it on Spotify.
Camera Ben Trimbo Gary McLeod Jason Quigley Matthew Thomas Ross Nick Martinez
Audio Paul Laxer
Mastering Gus Elg
Set Design Jen HufnagelTyphoon - Dreams of Cannibalism [Live At The Crystal Ballroom]TYPHOON2016-02-01 | Typhoon - "Dreams of Cannibalism" [Live At The Crystal Ballroom]
"Dreams of Cannibalism" was recorded live at The Crystal Ballroom in Portland, OR on November 29, 2013. The songs originally appeared on the album White Lighter. Video directed and edited by Matthew Thomas Ross.
Download Typhoon Live At The Crystal Ballroom for free on Bandcamp (wearetyphoon.bandcamp.com) or stream it on Spotify.
Camera Ben Trimbo Gary McLeod Jason Quigley Matthew Thomas Ross Nick Martinez
Audio Paul Laxer
Mastering Gus Elg
Set Design Jen HufnagelTyphoon - Summer Home [Live At The Crystal Ballroom]TYPHOON2016-01-08 | Typhoon - "Summer Home" [Live At The Crystal Ballroom]
"Summer Home" were recorded live at The Crystal Ballroom in Portland, OR on November 29, 2013. The songs originally appeared on the album White Lighter. Video directed and edited by Matthew Thomas Ross.
Download Typhoon Live At The Crystal Ballroom for free on Bandcamp (wearetyphoon.bandcamp.com) or stream it on Spotify.
Camera Ben Trimbo Gary McLeod Jason Quigley Matthew Thomas Ross Nick Martinez
Audio Paul Laxer
Mastering Gus Elg
Set Design Jen HufnagelTyphoon - Mortons Fork & Possible Deaths [Live At The Crystal Ballroom]TYPHOON2015-12-16 | Typhoon - "Morton's Fork" & "Possible Deaths" (Live At The Crystal Ballroom)
"Morton's Fork" & "Possible Deaths" were recorded live at The Crystal Ballroom in Portland, OR on November 29, 2013. The songs originally appeared on the album White Lighter. Video directed and edited by Matthew Thomas Ross.
Download Typhoon Live At The Crystal Ballroom for free on Bandcamp (wearetyphoon.bandcamp.com) or stream it on Spotify.
Camera Ben Trimbo Gary McLeod Jason Quigley Matthew Thomas Ross Nick Martinez
Audio Paul Laxer
Mastering Gus Elg
Set Design Jen Hufnagel"Typhoon - Young Fathers [Live At The Crystal Ballroom]TYPHOON2015-12-03 | Typhoon - "Young Fathers" [Live At The Crystal Ballroom]
"Young Fathers" was recorded live at The Crystal Ballroom in Portland, OR on November 29, 2013. The song originally appeared on the album White Lighter. Video directed and edited by Matthew Thomas Ross.
Download Typhoon Live At The Crystal Ballroom for free on Bandcamp (wearetyphoon.bandcamp.com) or stream it on Spotify.
Camera: Ben Trimbo, Gary McLeod, Jason Quigley, Matthew Thomas Ross, Nick Martinez
Audio: Paul Laxer
Mastering: Gus Elg
Set Design: Jen HufnagelTyphoon - Artificial Light [Live At The Crystal Ballroom]TYPHOON2015-11-23 | Typhoon - "Artificial Light" [Live At The Crystal Ballroom]
"Artificial Light" was recorded live at The Crystal Ballroom in Portland, OR on November 29, 2013. The song originally appeared on the album White Lighter. Video directed and edited by Matthew Thomas Ross.
Download Typhoon Live At The Crystal Ballroom for free on Bandcamp (wearetyphoon.bandcamp.com) or stream it on Spotify.