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Between The Worlds

by Millicent Hughes

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muschiosauro What a beautiful and inspiring record! It's rare to find such heartfelt, frank, sincere (both musically and lyrically) art-rock. Sure it's intricate, jazzy, and proggy, but never pretentious, astruse or pompous. And as piano, drums, bass, delicate yet intense vocals and different wind instruments weave their warm webs, you can really feel all the love that went into it. Marvelous. Favorite track: Holographic Wounds.
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1.
The Tower 04:40
I built this tower I built this tower When I knew not of my power And I forged this ammo I forged this ammo In the heat of my vengeance And now how bitter the taste of the victim-stories And as the lead melts it says: I want to betray Miss, Miss Misery And I want to surrender please My heart and give it back to me Yes, surrender I am the architect and you are the architect of what you perceive Even if unconsciously dreaming And on the playground of our minds we built a prison Before we knew how to listen I want to betray Miss Misery And I want to free myself Free myself from the programming of self-abuse
2.
I can string words together into a lie Then tie them together Over your eyes For a trick of words can cull a herd But we’re not quite sure what we just Heard And I will move forward one step As I fall through the cracks Then greet myself with a quiet laugh We will peel back the mask To reveal what’s been asked No resistance to the undeniable evidence For we realize and we recognize ourselves beyond the veil Beyond the veil Beyond… I can string words together into a line Then push them off the edge of time For a trick of words can cull a herd But we’re not quite sure what we just heard
3.
He looked into her mind With a shell to find The pearl with no hope He said “there’s no hope but, I will prescribe you a life you can survive Don’t worry, don’t worry You won’t feel a thing Feel a thing,” And she said: Dopamine thief I love you so, But I have to let you go, I have to let you go I… Dopamine thief I’ll miss you so But I have to know what it’s like grow Beyond these walls These walls, These walls She closed her eyes and clenched her teeth While the next dose of an empty promise Made it’s way through her veins And as she stared at the sky blankly He turned to her and said, “looks like things are improving. Improving.” And she said: Ain’t nothin’ stoppin’ me from takin’ my next sweet fall And it’ll be glorious and divine For it’s my right to take into the night For even with all the unwelcomed guests I was afraid to hear But I’m here listening now Dopamine thief I love you so but I have to let you go Dopamine you mean so much to me
4.
Your glare cut right through all time-lines And we were floating in the abyss And it was then I realized I had missed the mark completely And as I stirred my coffee the words flew right outta my mouth I couldn’t sugar-coat the meaning ‘cause my blood-sugar was low and No neurotransmitter transmitted a single signal to me And I... I…didn’t… I…didn’t… Mean a thing I said that day I didn’t mean a thing I said But my hands are covered in red I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish I could time-travel with The Doctor We would fix this in an instant We would bend the space-time Continuum and mend the moment before you could ever notice the difference I didn’t mean a thing I said that day I didn’t mean to be mean or to hurt you with my hands of red But now I wish, I just wish I was undead Your stare cut right through My hair, bone, blood and arteries right into my heart And as I steeped my tea he walked away from me But with a wink and a smile And I realized I had been given another Start!
5.
This faulty programming is romancing The Roman empire in your skull And it’s on fire And it’s gonna collapse It’s gonna collapse Don’t relapse, just relax It’s heaving it’s last breaths before the next phase of days Between deaths Between Death’s next Great Escape Into the womb of what’s-to- come And the tomb of what’s-been- done Done, done And it’s gonna expand It’s gonna expand Be the beautiful mess that you be Sweet darlin’ With no shame flag-wavin’ No martyr-like savin’ No crown of thorns to mourn Alchemize Alchemize beyond what you theorize And realize you could never contain Even the remains of what you were And what you are Made from the stuff of the stars You were made from star dust We, we are light into form We are born light into form we are born light into form we are born
6.
Raphael 05:25
Can you bi-locate? Tell The Doctor, tell The Doctor I’ve misplaced My sense of time Can you help me find my sense of time? And I just want to understand And I just want to hold your hand And share the space between the sounds and shades of blue And be between the worlds As we do Because: We’re only sick as our secrets Yes we’re only sick as our secrets And if you let me dear I’ll keep it safe as a treatment Will you teleport? I’ve got a message, I’ve got a message for the court: Ain’t no one to blame, Ain’t no one to shame For such a silly game Of miscommunication We can call up Raphael And he’ll heal all those goddamn hells Within our inner-prison cells Raphael, bring your staff Gabriel, bring your cup Mikael, bring your sword Ariel, we are ready Ready We’re only sick as our secrets We’re only sick as our secrets And if you let me dear I’ll keep it safe as a treatment And guide it back to the light
7.
Don’t think you can outrun yourself Don’t think you can outrun yourself Don’t think you can outrun the gun Or solve it with a book from the shelf Of yesterday’s glory But I think I can, I think I can, I know that I can, I think you can, I think you can I know that you can, I know we can tell a better story One with far less bullshit One where we can permit And admit to the possibility of actually being free from these holographic wounds Holographic wounds And we could assume beyond the white night And cross-stitch these heart parts back into a nice And nice fit, Don’t think you can outrun yourself Don’t think you can outrun yourself Don’t think you can outrun the gun Or the bullet of what you are to become And don’t think you can possibly Outrun the fun of drowning in the stew of your beautiful neuroses and just breathe In the symbiosis of what you know in the bones of your soul, bleeding free From all the attempts to straight-jacket you life Don’t straight-jacket your life Don’t think you can outrun yourself Don’t think you can outrun yourself And I can’t wait to see what I’ll be More of me Momento mori Momento mori
8.
It’s funny what beliefs can do to you, It’s funny what beliefs can do to you It’s funny, it’s funny, it’s funny How we cannot see Half the time what we’re thinking Lost in the script (and thick in the shit) of our own mental-movie- madness-projection Projection And it’s a… Tragic comedy The props are different but it’s the same damn play It’s the same damn play ‘till you change your game It’s the same damn play ‘Till you change And it’s funny how the look in your eye Reflected perfectly back to me all the lies I had so carefully plotted and toiled for so many years That I had grown a city, A city of fear And ain’t nothin’ like the mental-nukes that noose around the heart It’s become quite a fine-art And it’s a… It’s funny what beliefs can do to you And it ain’t so funny how we are Caught in a projection of our Own self-destruction Someone find the ‘off’ button Someone find the ‘off’ button Someone please find the ‘off’ button Now.
9.
I am stretched across two worlds Like a burning bridge, And I can’t decide which way to go My tail is curled So I explode. Forgive this indecision, sir My revisions thus far have been sub-par at best that I may as well have failed the test But it’s a new day And a chance to celebrate I’ll even invite my enemies for tea While we talk strategies And come to the indecision On how best to be free How best to be free How…? And I am compressed between beliefs Like a worm-hole, I warped I warped what I perceived And I bent, I bent the truth It’s not a game I recommend But y’see ma’am it’s just the thing I tended to do as I fended like a fiend for clues But it’s not a game I recommend you play It’s a new day Let’s celebrate And it’s a new night And I want to surrender the fight This time, Yes, I want to surrender the fight This time I am now underneath all words, I am, I am And I am between, I am, Between the worlds

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To complete an album is an insurmountable task for many artists. It is truly a massive undertaking. An album is a snapshot in time, showcasing where the artist is at the moment, the collective sum of a lifetime’s experience. In this case, it's the collective experience of a handful of people pouring their hearts and souls into capturing lightning in a bottle for your listening enjoyment.
I've produced many albums over the years, and at this point in time, in this place, I can say quite certainly that as a producer, this is the closest I've come to a masterpiece, accounting for every single detail I know to account for, making sure that the result is the very best it can be for the sake of each song and your time.
Between The Worlds is an appropriate title as we experience a broad range of musical influences spanning many genres. My intention was to produce every song as if it were the single, cutting no corners out of respect for you, the audience.
No synthesizers were used in the making of this album, in an era where electronic has become the norm. This is a return to form with exceptional musicianship, paired with excellent songwriting, reminiscent of an era before everything could be fixed, tuned, and aligned. Hopefully this album inspires the next generation of musicians and music producers to continue to value these qualities in their work.
I'd like to thank Millicent Hughes for not only the countless hours recording the ethereal background vocals, playing my 1934 Marshall and Wendell Piano, a beautiful 1974 Rhodes on loan to us by Charles Russell, with logistics help from Jared Marshall, as well at her glockenspiel. I'd also like to thank Josh Peters for playing excellent drums, and all of the horns on the album, along with arranging the parts. Additionally, many thanks are extended to Thomas Bethel for the audio consultation during mastering, and Carissa Mohr, my wonderful (and pregnant at the time with our first child) wife for assisting with the engineering during recording. Also, many thanks are extended to Thomas Baker for lending us his 6-String Music Man Bongo, and Fretless 5-string Stingray. Finally, I must extend gratitude to Stefan Del Bosque for providing Clarinet on the title track, and Steven Walker for providing the cover photography and layout.
I hope you enjoy Between The Worlds as much as I, and the entire Get Off My Lawn Records Family, enjoyed making it for you.

Sincerely,

Donald W. Mohr
Founder, Get Off My Lawn Records

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released November 26, 2017

Millicent Hughes - Vocals, Piano, Rhodes, Glockenspiel
Josh Peters - Drums, Trumpet, Superbone
Donald W. Mohr - Guitar, Bass, Production

Stefan Del Bosque - Clarinet (Between The Worlds)
Assistant Engineer - Carissa Gragg
Cover Photography - Steven Walker

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