Satori Loser LP

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Satori Loser's eponymous debut LP deals with coming of age in the belly of this ailing Western giant we call America, and a struggle toward mindful manhood in these delirious times. It features meditations on progress worship, technology abuse, decisions, the death of aesthetics, love and loss, the specter of gentrification, and the fragile future. The record kicks off with the locomotive jazz punk of "Dancing Is Evil", gradually slows to a meditative pace, and lies down with the piano lament of "Locust Street".

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released March 27, 2018

Tyler Wilson - vocals, rhythm guitar, piano
Mike Pawlowicz - lead guitar
Dave Schnug - saxophone
Mike Stanley - bass, upright
Ben Cureton - drums

Lyrics by Tyler Wilson.
Music by Tyler Wilson & Satori Loser.
Recorded/mixed by Martin Bisi at BC Studio.
Mastered by Fred Kevorkian at Power Station NYC.
Cover art by Hannah Schoetz.

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Satori Loser New York

Satori Loser is a Brooklyn-based art rock project led by songwriter-poet Tyler Wilson. The band rallies around Wilson's impressionistic narratives of personal experience and cultural criticism, drawing on styles ranging from post-punk to jazz, noise, shoegaze, folk, funk, and world music.

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Track Name: Dancing Is Evil
dancing is evil
blind hands grasp for better weather
til guns and butter
are just for fun, brother
you see a fire
and let the wind provoke the water
it's junk and jewels
too much to even bother

dancing is evil
invisible hands raise fists and whispers
they gave you a tourniquet
the parade of possibilities helps you to forget
who set the fire
and let the wind provoke the water
it's junk and jewels
too much to even bother

dancing is evil
they told you in a wilting building
they gave you a belly rub
this embarrassment of riches was bound to freeze you up
you see a fire
and let the wind provoke the water
it's junk and jewels
too much to even bother

decision engines want you to know
that dancing is evil
invisible hands want you to know
that dancing is evil
but we're clouds in the flesh
and clouds never make mistakes
we're clouds in the flesh
and clouds never make mistakes
take all the right shapes
never make mistakes
take all the right shapes
Track Name: King New
the streets are starting
to wear each other's clothes
the glitter-studded puke of boredom
and too much tomorrow
humor is heaven
so I'm nailing smiles to the ceiling
I am King New, I am King New
and this is just the beginning

I think I'm beginning to look like myself
I think you're beginning to lean into the likeness

I am King New of future fossils,
I spit my picture, I eat your muscles,
I am New York, I'm a punch dream,
fake blood and popcorn, ice cream and gaso-
lean into the likeness, I am LA,
I'm a DJ, I'm a laureate,
just south of Shanghai, I puked a Paris,
lean into the likeness, I'm a halogen nightmare,
I am sterile, I'm innocuous,
I'm the bank lobby, I'm the doctors office,
I'm an alarm, I'm a lullaby,
I'm a Dubai skyscraper eating the stars,
I skitter across the surface like a Jesus lizard,
my name is King New, I spit my picture, picture

the facts are fat
and all the feelings are gone
Track Name: Running In Place
plastic and glass, metal and minerals
keep us moving without experience
running in place is a new direction
seasons turn with the television

third world mannequins
hope to give between their limbs
birth to a dollar bill
close your eyes and raise your hands
we're hiking up the stakes again
where we gonna go from here?

pushing some buttons, pulling strings and
digging up holes, we rinse and repeat then
level out the playing field, reinvent the wheel until
we lick our thumbs for jungle crumbs, and the birds chirp from speakers

third world mannequins
hope to give between their limbs
birth to a dollar bill
close your eyes and raise your hands
we're hiking up the stakes again
where we gonna go from here?

strip mines! power lines and phone calls!
windfalls! fortune's flipping!
we're running in place

mayday! new lane on the freeway opens!
the weather's broken!
we're running in place
we're running in place
Track Name: Down Into The Cathedral
Attention!
I'll put a dress on time
say dance for me
like a needle dancing on balloons
my skin is a key
no plastic hymns for me
no hired hearts
not here between A and B
I'll spit and bow
and I'm going down
into the cathedral

Attention!
I'll roll in your mud sermons
I'll piss on your monsters
I'm a needle dancing on balloons
I'll sew a mirror in your belly
and I know where none is plenty
I'll stamp my name
on stars and hurricanes
I'll rush and drag
oh, the fun I'll have
down in the cathedral

I'm going down into the cathedral
I'm climbing out of this matchbox on the ocean
I'm going down into the cathedral
I'd rather know the names of flowers than celebrities
I'm going down, who's coming with me?
I see the corner of a lie beginning to peel
and I got nothing to say for my safety
so here we go
Track Name: Sugar & Helium
I tugged, I tugged, I
tugged and tugged at a thread
the color of nothing
I'm trading stitches for excuses
in the name of sugar and helium

I am, I am, I
I am a silkworm spinning silk
from the belly of a tear
I'm sifting words to call a witness
it is all for sugar and helium

good ghosts go straight through brick walls
I'll be a good ghost

I see, I see, I
I see something up ahead
pull the sighs from my fingertips
take me beyond red and violet
by the hand of sugar and helium

good ghosts go straight through brick walls
I'll be a good ghost

for sugar and helium
(by the hand)
Track Name: Cherries On The Horn
there were cherries on the horn
we had jitterbug pheromones
I was half drunk and honeyblind
I was feeling like the ocean

there were cherries on the horn
we had a pair of tomorrows
there were no lies in the laughing gas
just good kicks and jazz lips

when there were cherries on the horn...

distant cherries look a little darker
and the tickle becomes an itch
now it's blood on the horn
and September's gasping for air
I'm choking on roses

and she's gone
(and I'm wanting)
and she's gone
(I'll be waiting here)
and she's gone
and she's gone
til next time
Track Name: Not Even Diamonds
good eye, child
not even diamonds
one red leaf
so many yellow ones
here comes papa
suit made of minutes
doesn't know the time
he just knows all its names

good eye, child
I'll call you Little Red
in the shout of blind yellow
now papa forgets his cap
but yellow was young once too
along came digital medicine
friend of reflections of friends
of mountains of memory
we will never climb
you or your father or I
I say go, Little Red!
not even diamonds shine in the dark

not even diamonds
Track Name: Locust Street
back in the doldrums
it's a tough raise for rushes
heard about Locust Street there
where hunchbacks push baby carriages
full of newspapers

half-broken eyes
bandaged with sunglasses
better keep those neon cataracts safe
Pizarro's children chasing straight lines
putting legs on snakes

here to build bouquets of concrete
here to tease the rot with polish
here to change this neck of the woods
here comes the neighborhood

they got the dream-catcher
got the blue chambray
they're giving your street the eye
on Locust Street they decide
what's cool and what's a crime

here to build bouquets of concrete
here to tease the rot with polish
here to raze this neck of the woods
here comes the neighborhood

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