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Fifteen Fires in the Filament Eve

by Peter Adams

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How the streets do bend at will Where the incline alights the hill The summer's slowly gone We sing a new song Untie this crooked seam Move me to a better looking dream One with the houses I recall And all their rooms We do not mend our open wounds We salt them and watch them bloom There are bowers in the blood Blooming mycelia Oh so my dear What the hell are we doing here? I'm tired and cannot sit up straight The sun in your eyes I couldn't leave you if I tried The bulbs in the ground and seeds all around the fossils of flowers and me Oh how sweetly it goes the ripples of a lung the mushroom veins the misty rains the swirling arcane
Stranglevine 02:17
Walk through the garden the tangle of thistle and thorns Flesh rips and blood spits like your mother when you were born Climb up the trellis the ficus and stranglevines Blooms on the branches the sinews and tendons entwine
I've shared my room with you day after day in winter sping and fall On my screen and in fragrant magazines I watch you live a life I could never survive You shape my world and give me something to hold as friends pass on As my hair thins and as the world gets gloomy and grim I still have my precious hour with you Calista pull on my heartstrings Love in the afternoon I don't need cables to see you The signal spreads and mingles all through the air And when you fade into darkness When weekends leave me bare I know around will come Monday I'll catch the signal spinning out in the air You're miles away but when I lay on the floor you're right beside My life fades in the glow of the cathode rays supine in the warm embrace of your light And may your market share be high May your writers never let you die I hope that you grow old with me inside of my screen And if the network should go bust If all the TVs rot and rust I will try to battle on without your love in the afternoon
Flashlights 05:51
All the rooms we tore apart And all the times we spent in dark With our eyes above the bed On the ten-foot sky that floated overhead So here we lie tonight again On a secret little island with a friend How the walls would creak into the room Where the hyphae and mycelia come to bloom Climb into the spaces in the walls Tunnel through the twisting corridors Bend into the sinews and the fibers of the floorboards Yeah in the hollow maze we parted ways Following the flashlight as it flies In the rafters wrought with iron That stand above a stage of sinking mire Moth-hole sets of crimson curtains hang Swallowing the remains of the day I dreamed of a girl who was twirling on a rooftop in a storm She danced to the sounds in her head While all around were creaky weather vanes Light up the world and let me feel your pain
We Collide 02:17
We are young with all the power to raise a world We collide the night against the pulsing sky We belong to what is past and what is coming so much to love in all the sounds and all the colors it stops your breath and moves your body up into the clouds Open up we all are open up Open wide our eyes are open wide
Great Wave 03:30
In the fire station live Several of broken company Red light burns above the nation But it really doesn't bother me Rights of trials and tribulations Is more than I can see Have a little faith direction And listen harmony Boom box sittin on top of the car He likes to think one day he'll go far Right or wrong at least the same Carry out orders let me fly the plane On the birthday cake in yellow Written "beauty I believe" Have a little faith direction And listen harmony Bad moon rising above your home Stay inside unplug the phone Vapor hides in running water And forms in misty clouds Rake the leaves enjoy the weather For duty for the team Have a little faith direction And listen harmony
Stand in the sun Can you feel the weight Can you feel at all Fold up your clothes In a neat little pile In the formula's way Hold up your head Let me see that smile Let me drink it on in Land is your friend Without it you couldn't walk Without it you'd get wet Playing in the middle of the afternoon is like Staying up all night Both are making fun of human's elemental fear What to do with time Pull on the string You get to see me talk If your lucky I'll sing Waste all your time Doing what you want With no reason or rhyme Mop up the floor If you spilled your milk Just dont do it no more Light up the room Dont walk in the dark Just stand in the sun
Meet me where the shadows bloom In corners out of sight Sweating from the swollen summer air Winding vines and tangled eyes And branches in a storm We become the whole entire For you I would pick the silver apples of the moon And set them all down in a row Voices unaccountable compel the way I go Feverish and never tired Hold my feet to the fire for a while I need to feel something When the cruel morning comes around
They salt the Earth and start the fires Open the wounds and pay the liars But in the sky my garden grows Bore me awake with empty dreams of who's in charge and reigns of supreme Kings of signs that line the road I will push and pull Till all the flames have cooled And I will sink into the river
I'd like to walk with you Into the empty morning With a big smile on your face It's a wonder I can do Anything everything at all It's friday night again Quitting time Never comes quite soon enough What makes the people run Outside my field of view Like a chosen apparition It's friday night again Who's that man Walking over by the courthouse He's looking kind of lost Like a man without a clue Or maybe he's just happy Like he's his own best friend Come and watch Your favorite tv show They're the friends you never had In time you will be blue But now the sky is clearing Just staring at the tube Take a step in the water If it's too cold then wait for a while The sun is coming out If only you weren't an only child Gray is in the winter And in the fall everything turns red But fortunatley always for me It's summer in my head


This is a collection of both new and old. It features my most recent piece for dance, Where the Incline Alights the Hill, as well as some of my earliest recordings. In between there are singles that never appeared on any album (Love in the Afternoon, We Collide) songs from compilations (Stranglevine from the Marburg Collective’s Dear Neighbor), instrumental music from movies (Sunday’s Mother and When the Dogs Cried Out, both directed by Aaron Jackson), dance (Untitled (Tourette’s)), and theater (Vivian Girls Overture).

The early tracks include Stand in the Sun, one of my oldest surviving recordings, created sometime in my first year of college, If Only Child, Rogue’s Gallery, and Great Wave. Dearest to my heart is Flashlights, always the track I envisioned kicking off my “next album.” Ultimately it just grew out of my control, and the version here is the first of many, many demos I made of it. Feet to the Fire is an unfinished demo from 2008, and In the Evening was the song that eventually morphed into The Sullen Saint of Eden on Songs For Modern Dance.


released March 3, 2013


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Peter Adams Cincinnati, Ohio

I've been writing and recording music since 2004.

In that time I've released four albums. I typically record all the parts myself, and combine acoustic recordings with digital and analogue instruments and processing.

Over the years I've worked in Philadelphia, Chicago, and Cincinnati, where I currently reside.

You can reach me via email at peteradamsmusic@gmail.com.
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