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I saw a bright young fox. It was I beautiful sight to see. I saw the soul. It wasn't half as nice as I thought it would be. I want to live my life fighting through the flaws in this great big world and in myself. I felt the breathing ground sighing beneath my feet. I met Love she was a pleasant girl to meet. Why can't we all rest in peace? The darkness in my genes wages war against my feet. I was dying inside, but there you were smiling soft and so sweet. Pushing off, I feel the hot breath of euphoric numbness whispering indecipherables in my ear. You are. The Catcher in the Rye fell three short days in all. Mr. Antolini couldn't quote to break his fall. When I was a young boy I dreamt of dying for a cause. Now that I am older I wan't to live my life for one. Will I die a hero or live free? It's the kind of feeling you can taste.
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You wake up in the morning it's a beautiful day. You know they will admire you in the usual way. And why shouldn't they? You truly are amazing. The spotlight is on you. Everyone is gazing. Attention! Attention! She's got something to say. A story? Her feelings? I hope that it may. But they don't realize that it's just a play. All those lies will make your teeth decay. In Atlanta I've become the leading cause of sore eyes. Faith is for believing in what logically are lies. If the pearly gates exist I know you'll make it through. I'd rather burn alive forever than spend another day with you. Who's your boy of the week? Is he what you seek? Someone to adore the way you look and speak. He better not let your Starbuck's coffee leak. You're so conceited. It's nothing new. As if life is all about you. If you stop talking and let someone else try, I'm sure you'd feel like you just might die.In Atlanta I've become the leading cause of sore eyes. Faith is for believing in what logically are lies. If the pearly gates exist I know you'll make it through. I'd rather burn alive forever than spend another day with you.
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Question Mark Sea (demo)
04:23
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His Mother asked the Doctor, "Is this my son? With wool as black as thunderclouds on the horizon. His hanging horns will offend 'most everyone, like an Atheist in a cloister of pious nuns. This Black Sheep Boy makes little sense to me with my proud and clean and pure white family. Black Sheep Boy awakens alone again feeling lifeless and crammed, shouts, "God if you're real I swear I'll build a goddamn God dam. My walk is as hard as George Washington's teeth." He stares in his mirror fearing the monster that lurks beneath. Each waking breath brings a building pressure within with no relief. He was finally found in the big smug city by the Drum-Headed Girl agreeing that, "Life is shitty. Our kind takes and tears down what we don't understand, fearing what's after death so take my hand. I'll be the one to file down your heavy horns." Black Sheep Boy awakens with hope feeling alive and said, "God I don't care if you're real, and I don't care if you're dead. My walk is as hard as George Washington's teeth." Feeling warm and safe in the skin lying underneath. Life is as delicate as the flickering flame of a candle in a windstorm. We will run down to the dock with a huff and a hurry to escape the judge and escape the jury. We'll steal a sailboat light but sturdy and turn You into We without any worry. "It's just you and me and the Question Mark Sea."
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Drum-Headed Girl (demo)
07:04
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The Drum-Headed Girl remembered the story her Father told in the camps. "Count Dracula dreaded the rest of his immortal life of chance. He knew he did not want to live without love and romance, though he could woo any maiden with the charm of his trance." When she cries, the sea swells and the wind it screams, and the children awake shaking from their terror dreams. Her laugh could make the heart of a beast skip a beat. When she smiles the ground loses it's grip of your feet. "Cursing the absent God and the creatures he makes, the Count was in love with the Sun so his life he must take. So he poured a tall glass of Type-A sharpening wood as he drank. With a life without love he drove in that stake. When she cries, the sea swells and the wind it screams, and the children awake shaking from their terror dreams. Her laugh could make the heart of a beast skip a beat. When she smiles the ground loses it's grip of your feet. "If I make it out of this war", she swore. "I vow to find my monster rich or poor. Even monsters ache for love from deep in their core. We'll escape these dark days with each other's love forevermore." When she cries, the sea swells and the wind it screams, and the children awake shaking from their terror dreams. Her laugh could make the heart of a beast skip a beat. When she smiles the ground loses it's grip of your feet.
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Decree of Shadows (demo)
03:52
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My passion has become my greatest flaw. My reclusive nature disappoints my maw and paw. Self-consciousness will surely rub me raw. Sometimes I feel as though I'm made of straw. Depression has become my identity. My given language self-directed obscenity. Known facts have brought me comfort recently. Anxiety will be the death of me. Self-destruction is my covert goal. God, I will take back all that you stole, from that fifth grade boy who would not be consoled. Girl you know your love will make me whole. My fear of disease only makes me ill. My hope sits high atop the windowsill. The world is moving I am standing still. Reality is getting so unreal.
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Antirobotic (demo)
04:56
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I was built with no defenses
to protect me from this world.
I have tried to dull my senses.
I've felt my mind unfurl.
You can fight off my advances
until you know you're sure.
I want to knock down all your fences.
You are a very special girl.
Chorus:
I have thrown myself at you,
don't let me hit the ground.
I could hold you tight the whole night through.
We would feel so safe and sound.
Starting life anew with you won't leave me feeling blue.
I've been lost, but with you, I've been found.
In my eyes, I'm seeing static.
My worst fear's been realized.
This last year has left me sick
with these thoughts I can't defy.
My skin's as hard as brick.
My heart's been crystalized.
You could be my Antirobotic,
then my life won't be a lie.
Chorus x2
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Otter Space Atlanta, Georgia
I (Austin Theodore) have been in bands/playing shows in Atlanta & Athens, Georgia since
2003.
Otter Space is the name I use for my own music & lyrics; have personal control of the EP (demos) & the polished album.
Question Mark Sea was written between 2010-2015. Willis was essential in making QMS from 2014-2016. We recorded every weekend for most of 2015.
My wife Alison does all visual media.
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Otter Space recommends:
This is an incredible album by one of the best bands of my generation. Barnes is a fellow Georgian, and his prolific discography has been a huge inspiration. UR FUN is my favorite since Sylvianbriar.
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In League with Dragons
by the Mountain Goats
This is an incredible album by one of the best bands of my generation. John Darnielle is the greatest lyricist alive or dead. In League with Dragons is my favorite since Transcendental Youth.
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Black Sheep Boy
by Okkervil River
An epic masterpiece by another prolific lyricist, Will Sheff, this has been one of the most influential albums for me while writing The Question Mark Sea. Listen to Black Sheep Boy Appendix, as well!
go to albumIf you like Otter Space, you may also like:
Echo Dancing
by Alejandro Escovedo
The legendary Alejandro Escovedo returns with another country-rock scorcher.
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Lush Life
by The Belair Lip Bombs
This eclectic debut from the Melbourne indie outfit features vibrant storytelling.
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Away From The Castle
by Video Age
Video Age make cute and upbeat power pop that's both quirky and classic at the same time.
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