10 songs from the digital release, packaged on a white tape with clear/burgundy case. Each cover is completely unique, with hand-written lyrics and decorations. Comes with a digital download that includes an extra 8 songs from the same recording session.
Includes unlimited streaming of Untethered Demos
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
ships out within 2 days
edition of 40
$6USDor more
Cassette + Digital Album
Comes with tape, digital download of 8 extra tracks from the same session, as well as a complete download of 10 full-band demos of the songs included on the tape. If that isn't enough... we will also be including an extra mystery tape in this bundle. If you have a preferred musical genre, specify it in the comments of your purchase, and we will accommodate! (This will be a tape from Ian's collection, not another LPT release, unless you want one of those instead!)
Includes unlimited streaming of Untethered Demos
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
Open with a shot through blinds in a living room
Even if he isn’t looking, it’s best to assume
Now every single time there’s something off in your view
Frozen in time, not sure what to do
I don’t want your words (please show me your hands)
I don’t need your lines
I don’t want the truth
I don’t need your time (what are you doing with your hand?)
Open with a shot through the hall on Sunday morning
Even if he isn’t looking, there is no warning
Now every single time there’s a gap in the door jam
I don’t want your words (please show me your hands)
I don’t need your lines
I don’t want the truth
I don’t need your time (won’t you show me your hands?)
There’s a lot of talk about holding actions in tension
With who someone is and how they try to be seen
And it’s true that penance will strike with precision
But for all the home-cooked meals and generosity
I want all your words
I just need to know
Give me clarity
Drop your bullshit show
I can feel the lies
From your Xanax’d mind
In that clouded view
Will I hear the voyeur’s truth
Open with a shot through blinds in a distant room
You’re still looking, it’s best (safe) to assume