Château gallego

by Miserable chillers

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i was a body locked in failed gestures, an aphasia of limbs.

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released November 9, 2014

all songs written and performed by miguel gallego except back up vox by amelia pitcherella on "bull dozer"

recorded summer 2k14 at château gallego
produced by jib "freak hands" ryder
mastered by dan thorn
cover collage by amelia pitcherella
cover design by miguel gallego
released by what doth life

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Miserable chillers Brooklyn, New York

i want to be good / how did you come into your goodness?

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Track Name: Mystery Scab
well i'm wasting my time tryna to fill this hole in my throat. and my neck just bleeds wine i guess that i should've known. as for me i feel fine, i'm great at being alone. but i'm wasting my time tryna fill this hole in my throat. when u sleep all the time u get to feelin #darksided. there was a time, way back then, when i wouldn't have minded. and i'm learning not to miss certain mysteries: 1) bags under my eyes or 2) scabs on my knees. she's a girl that boys always fall in love with. and i did, and now i'm fine and she's my best friend. maybe i'd feel like a whole different *boy*— something unreal, if i had a choice. burdened by something that don't got a name. she's a girl that boys always fall in love with. and i did, and now i'm fine and she's my best friend.
Track Name: Livin Good
i don't want to feel like i am changing too much. summer mornings still turn into long afternoons. and listen: if i can't tell the difference does it matter? my diet's changing and i am living good. :+) small things like to disappear and take new forms: house keys become watches, and watches tell great jokes. and listen: if i can't tell the difference does it matter? my diet's changing and i am living good. :+)
Track Name: C.C.D.
somewhere, drowning in a swimming pool that stretched clear across the great eurasian steppes, and yet you are discovered. you are the same. elsewhere, i'm trying hard to pay my private debts of stupid wagers cons and bets, and yet i will recover i am the same. it's something you believe in too. it pricks your skin, it burns right through. there was a time all lovers knew. distant stars will be the death of you. i swear it's true: distant stars will be the death of you. nowhere, unraveled by the most distinguished crimes furnished by the great american dime, and yet we can't take cover. we are to blame. it's something you believe in too. it pricks your skin, it burns right through. there was a time all lovers knew. distant stars will be the death of you. i swear it's true: distant stars will be the death of you.
Track Name: M.c. prayer
some place silent is waiting for me. i will try to be ready.
Track Name: Bull Dozer
i am drawing secret patterns on the clothes i wear to protect me from the nasty things that go unsaid when i can't sleep. i am taking obscene pictures of the quiet parts of my body and i won't show them to nobody. they are only for me. and i can't say a single word about my troubles. i go mad out on my own. things are either turn tasteless or turn to stone. wondering round wandering bone, i go mad out on my own. and i can't say a simple word about my troubles.