We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Eat The Wind

by Thom Gill

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $5 CAD  or more

     

1.
Eat The Wind 06:42
You're not inner-child. You are young and more old than China. Suffer not in your charnel. You have what you want. Don't forget to yawn. On a hot day, send your sun outta ya. Now mostly what I talk is to be and what not to be. Sun, yeah, sun. Put the bee and more honey on our birthday cake. "Sure", the yawn-birdies said, "Why not?" Mothers said, "Why not? Mother cannot look at ya." Guardian, come home to the father, to the TV, to the to-do. Eat the wind with each other's chopsticks. What a challenge! What a challenge! Put some in, put some out while they're eating meat and chickpeas, trouble and mock and now your shoulder.
2.
For now they are green only in your river. Please sell me more. I'll follow ya everywhere. For now they're all me, growing in the river. Peace or Evil, Bird always behind. New? Am I new? My mouth makes me eat. Boas on the sun couldn't smile at the lens. Don't the roads adore you? Hey, you're a wino. I believe I can get only wax and bread. Et cetera. The first time I loved you: Weather outside. The first time. They are green. I'm in the boulevard. Geese and limos, Bottles, desperate men.
3.
Love is in the wall we made unmove. Who knows who loves? There's more unknown. We'll sober up. We'll be alone. But you're my slow air in zero sound, for tone's too difficult. Too difficult. Try my shoes on and call the song. “Can’t stop in a fire,” they made Laura sing. “Make your privacy and make love for me. I’ll video my skull like your dream simply sees a plain day. I’ll see inside every face for now, so free."
4.
Jimmy Lassa 02:53
But I can't guess this so far. Ain’t there two guys? And then two moths flit slowly downriver. And then to you a love, a carrier. And then to a moon inside a book. Jimmy Lassa. Helpfully, I saved the leaves. And then two moths invented me. Who saw you do it? But I can’t carry my singing. I’ll carry mice. They look at me. You do kissing precise. You said, “Air will prompt our poverty.” Ain’t there two guys inside a vase? Jimmy Lassa.
5.
You're not inner-child. You are young and more old than China. Suffer not in your charnel. You have what you want. Don't forget to yawn. On a hot day, send your sun outta ya. Now mostly what I talk is to be and what not to be. Sun, yeah, sun. Put the bee and more honey on our birthday cake. "Sure", the yawn-birdies said, "Why not?" Mothers said, "Why not? Mother cannot look at ya." Guardian, come home to the father, to the TV, to the to-do. Eat the wind with each other's chopsticks. What a challenge! What a challenge! Put some in, put some out while they're eating meat and chickpeas, trouble and mock and now your shoulder.
6.
Couldn't you feel my passion end? Numbers matter. There is a moon at the place you can't look and see. But can this burn us? This is touch and not euphoria sent by the dead regime's cool hand of tragedy, knuckles as nice as a python squeezing forever. There's so much vengeance but it's the one touch for us: cold air around us, ocarinas chirping colour. Did you want more kissing before my orchid eyes? What is the word I should not say? Sea or Shadow? Sea full of moons pushed me to then escape today. They're too busy. Nice is my laughter's dust beside you. There in the morning is a mouth we'll never taste. Who is Angora? Shadows say, "See your shadow." Sea full of moons pushed me to then escape today. They're too busy. Nice is my laughter's dust beside you. There in the morning is a mouth we'll never taste.
7.
Angela 03:46
Angela, Forget those trees you've seen. I'll go now into the clouds of green. It's shorter to walk right through the jungle but we're never gone. Like blossoms to the air, we're nothing. To go is just to move in circles. Our destinies were long ago. Let's get over that tree. It's starting to feel empty. Angela, our first is still the last. See, Angela. I want us to be friends evermore. Oh Angela. Soon we two may vanish from your fancy, Angela, mysteriously dancing. Angela, I want us to be friends evermore. Oh Angela. Mmmm.
8.
Silk 02:35
Silk (Can A Self Overwhelm?) Can a self overwhelm? Could you spare some regard to angry sea or fleur du mal? ‘Tween there ideas started by hand or by searching, juggling fire in the algae that I can’t quite look at. Can a self overwhelm? Commas are useless tools you must realize can't end with an end or an egg or a statue or an ego to lie to, can’t end with an end. “Can a self pass and come away? Now feed yourself into my soultruck.” So she touches signs. She vessels the foetus just as those creators’ cantatas say “Never forget us,” and cheetahs know scent through the arm of the seer. Can a self overwhelm? Could your path show a moon or your mom or an egg? Qualified due to pain to abridge river-time, every pharaoh fell into his post to assume you’re into kiss opera. Do you know it is clear? Your bag of forget I can’t see.

about

lyrics by Ryan Driver
music by Thom Gill
~
mastered by Ryan Power
~
cover illustration by Ryan Driver
~
Noodle Factory Recordings NFR-003
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

1.
Eat The Wind
(traditional heart-dhāraṇī of Avalokiteśvara-ekadaśamukha sūtra)

Robin Dann, voice
Fraser Gielen, voice
Luka Kuplowsky, voice
Philippe Melanson, e-percs

mixed by Joseph Shabason

2.
The First Time I Loved You
(‘The End of April’ by Thom Gill)

Robin Dann, voice
Philippe Melanson, e-percussion
Ben Gunning, e-percussion

mixed by Ben Gunning


3.
Try My Shoes On
(‘Para Machucar Meu Coração’ ’ by A~r~y B~arros~o)

Felicity Williams, voice, vocal arrangement

mixed by Joseph Shabason


4.
Jimmy Lassa
(‘C~ai`s’ by M~ilto~n N~asciment~o & R~onald~o B~asto~s)

Felicity Williams, voice
Naomi McCarroll-Butler, bass clarinet
Aline Homzy, violin

recorded by Josh Cole
mixed by TG


5.
And Now Your Shoulder

Todd Pentney, additional keyboards, programming, production

mixed by Todd Pentney


6.
See Your Shadow
(‘Esmeraldas’ by R~os~a P~asso~s & F~ernand~o de O~liveir~a)

additional recording and mixed by Ben Gunning


7.
Angela
(by A. C. J~obi~m)

Aline Homzy, violin
Andrew Downing, cello
Laurence Schaufele, viola
Charles James, bass
Anh Phung, flute
Daniel Pencer, clarinet
Heather Saumer, trombone
Ian Hopkin, bassoon
Lief Mosbaugh, oboe

arrangement by Bram Gielen
engineered by Marcel Ramagnano.

Additional recording by Ben Gunning, Christopher Shannon & Nathan Vanderwielen.
Mixed by Ben Gunning


8.
Silk (Can A Self Overwhelm?)
(‘Relento’ by S~imon~e G~uimarãe~s & C~ristin~a S~araiv~a)

Alex Samaras, voice
Naomi McCarroll-Butler, clarinet
Aline Homzy, violin

recorded by Josh Cole
mixed by TG

credits

released February 3, 2023

a note on Ryan Driver’s “Translations”

The lyrics for this album were created by Ryan Driver with his special “translation” process. He generates English lyrics for non-English songs by listening carefully, bit by bit, to a recording and seeking English words and phrases with common phonetics. If the words generated are initially deemed to be gibberish, he “loosens his ear” a little further, allowing slight phonetic deviations until he can feel some semblance of grammatical, or at least poetic, sense. Because this translation process has essentially nothing to do with trying to preserve the meaning of the original lyric, he likes to think of it as a way of decoding a secret message inherent in the song. Driver has used this technique to devise lyrics on numerous occasions over the last 15 years, perhaps most notably for Eric Chenaux's recent solo albums Slowly Paradise and Say Laura (2018 and 2022, respectively, on Constellation Records), translated from incoherent mumbling on Chenaux's original demos.

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Thom Gill Toronto, Ontario

contact / help

Contact Thom Gill

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this album or account

If you like Thom Gill, you may also like: