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.

Racket and Rapture

by Steven Yardley

/

  • Streaming + Download

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

      $5 USD  or more

     

1.
The Tilt of Red Bench 03:09
lyrics
buy track
Dewed grass and an uncorked wine Were you steadfast or weathered weak? Most words spoken pass We only seem to see the scenery Silk honey hint on your breath We dash to a darker lighting The matter of fact was that meaning meant Something that was too fast to grasp We’re only going in circling laps Too fast to grasp We are going in circling laps Too fast to grasp Too fast to grasp We are going in circling laps No cares in a callused eye We half-ass until we are half-blind Dewed sunrise and empty wine Losing our minds on the county line Love silk honey hint on my lips Give me a hit I’m growing dim Red bench borrow my eyes Killing sleep for killer sunrise Too fast to grasp We haven’t gone farther than a circling lap Too fast to grasp We haven’t gone father than Color through callused eye Something to subside We get on by Oh, the thrill subdivides That is all I ask Answers never last Answers never last That is all I ask Too fast to grasp We haven’t gone farther than a circling lap Too fast to grasp We haven’t gone farther than a circling lap Too fast to grasp We haven’t gone farther than a circling lap Too fast to grasp We haven’t gone father than
2.
Night Hounds 03:21
lyrics
buy track
I lounged back at the sight of laughs Double-take and relax Open up lungs and collapse It was worth it in the long run to rerun and fall on The sky moved fast like an easy pass Short cuts to some fun Time lays down the warm months Careless about rest There’s new sights to be set New sights to be set New sights to be set on, set on for life New sights set on, New sights to be set on I see wooden crossbeams bend with garage flooring Hips twist til they’re sound wound We bust a move and bust out New places, new nouns The people known from past Are the people who last Tip a flask back drink the midnight Walk town with flashlight Avoid the police light People of the small town Bustle around All night we talk in length Different people and strengths Days heightened, heightened, heightened Loud like hounds in the late hours Redirect me give me eyes to see Reach to my roots My mind has gone wild There are no more clues Just euphoric heights Heightened Heightened Sky moved fast like an easy pass I lounged back until the collapse Bust a move and bust out Careless about rest There’s new sights to be set New sights to be set
3.
Weekend 03:18
lyrics
buy track
We can’t escape bones We can’t escape bones We can’t escape bones We can’t escape bones No they won’t, they won’t stretch Still exhausted but have a topic We stay awake on the pay off I slept without second guess I made a weekend And lost a wallet Took the half-gal Out of my closet Straight to my gullet It deposits We strain or sway I can’t say what I’ve gained We get by the days with weakest sun And blaze above the average oxygen Minds align and days are paper mâché Bound together and mashed into sturdy place We are the targets but never harnessed By the rope that tightens and holds hostage Was taught it but never bought it Saved a weekend Ignored a workrate Plain educate, hang a flag and wash the innate Feelings of fire and belief Oh we break with our ankles Place to place god is subtle We get by the days with weakest sun And blaze above the average oxygen Minds align and days are paper mâché Bound together and mashed into sturdy place Sturdy place, sturdy place, sturdy place
4.
Pluto 03:12
lyrics
buy track
Yes, I’ve been to Pluto Took the train tracks to the train wreck Watched the sun ripen its nectarine rays And add the momentum to a street step Learned life lessons poking through train smoke Learned the coals don’t cool Learned to not lay low All the town folks have chosen the same old moans Stone-eyed and stone-footed humming rocks from their throats At least we be hucking rocks and coughing lungs Making this body tough, mental mind slump deprived Outfitted to be fine Listen to the lazy-limbed homeless flipping minds from their teeth Speech smears like wax to ear, ideas tear through brand name jeans Are you slipping loose, did you unstitch the last of seams? Details mixed up, sun down and sun up, hours blend and amend to the past and present Can you not tame us? Mafuba fights to finish Love as our money, bud as our buddy, searching for the richest and ripest lovelies Find the footing to Pluto Find the footing to Pluto Find the footing to Pluto Find the footing Wallet is dry Truck bed is dusty I know the gas price rose But low and behold the prize-paved road Keg draining by the gulp Mustard sun still dripping Endless skies now Light up the potion Find the flex in motion baby No you can’t tame us Buy off our names or spirit Static-like grasp you dilute the facts Remain in cycling days and days past Find the footing to Pluto Find the footing to Pluto Find the footing to Pluto Find the footing to Pluto Oh, find the footing Yes, I’ve been to Pluto Took the train tracks to the train wreck Watched the sun ripen its nectarine rays And add the momentum to a street step
5.
Harbor 02:28
lyrics
buy track
Boston larger Bar departure By lamplight Walk the harbor Look at partners Jeans are heavy Shoes are scuffing You’re being bused in On shuttle number something Open eyesight on thin nylon Start off things while traffic’s passing Where you heading? Sly-eyed wild hair Let’s take off Lift off It’s a talent To be a challenge Act so violet Paint my pallet Turn me vibrant Tangled nylons and a black coat She crossed my doorstep Exits my household And boards the bus home Sly-eyed wild hair Let’s take off Lift off
6.
Trash and Thrash 02:40
lyrics
buy track
Be a scholar Who’s your martyr? Civil order at a loss Justice covers surface layers Paradise will soon dissolve Victim nation scammed and jaded Confront corruption and take it on Protest pavement, incinerate it Burn a white wig, club a cop They’ll lead you along Censor, steal and drop civilian bombs Firearm! Wolves on wall street All taxpayers take earned thousands from the frauds Firing squads shoot, pepper sprayers, taking their tasers, electric shock Firehose and firearms Red, blue stripes torn from the stars Bred hatred, it’s in the making Melt in mayhem, America They’ll lead you along Censor, steal and drop civilian bombs Firearm!
7.
Freezer 03:29
lyrics
buy track
The date is unknown Sitting at a temporary home Television scratchy glare A living solitaire It’s pretty windy out, there’s atmospheric buzz The trees have blown down to uprooted trunks Car battery needs a jump I’m walking out of shape and out of love Winter chumps walk winded streets With gloves that freeze wishing for another hand to heat Real heat or just be there to be Winter chumps walk winded streets With gloves that freeze wishing for another hand to heat Oh real heat, just be there to be, to be, to be, to be Microwave my meal Warm authentic zeal On the table, you left your teal Bracelet beads with moon figurines Don’t know the deal I’ll hibernate the sunned midday To movie reels In jeans Sweet dreams Sweet dreams Sweet dreams Sweet dreams The date is unknown Always at a temporary home Something’s feeling strange I need time to rearrange Cause it’s not, not, not, not enough I can’t hibernate the sunned midday I’ve gotta feel, I’ve gotta feel, oh Winter chumps walk winded streets With gloves that freeze wishing for another hand to heat Oh real heat, just be there to be, to be, to be, to be
8.
Yawn at Dawn 03:43
lyrics
buy track
Woke up post-dawn in a cold sweat bed Stove heat scorches a blackening frying pan Eggshells on my hands and I’m stirring my head For dreams untranslated Worthwhile is well-guarded There’s a shortcut stuffed in the glove compartment All joy rides come to close at the no trespassing zone It’s past midday and there’s unclean plates Piling up the sink halfway Some people cement in place growing old with age And have no profit beyond pay It’s a race at large and you’ll be harmed when you run unarmed All joy rides only go so far until faced with the full-on charge Cash in on it and imitate A bright lighting is casted so go on and trace Have always looked off to space Off to a nothing that can be greatly shaped Worthwhile is well-guarded There’s a shortcut stuffed in the glove compartment All joy rides come to close if you choose to take that road
9.
Cabin Cruise 03:40
lyrics
buy track
Rolled down windows on a pot-holed road Streams of sky have cracked the color code My friends shot the breeze with black coffee With no enemies there was a right feeling So we filled the tank Sped down the road To an a-frame camp Have a spirit to expose Release, be free, be anything We have years in common and years remaining Most things slowly become tiring This will wake you up from predictability When you see, you won’t believe You were long ago an uncolored leaf The hometown flare accelerate the night Intensify to what we like Memorable missions Mapped and trekked A side of people you hardly catch Bonfire burns hotdogs And smolders to soot A unification of every group Athletes, hippies, steel-toe boots Hometown crews singing classic tunes Sunrise fastens light to morning foothills Reclined on the porch, buddies still living the thrill I’m convinced that this is it This is all you can ask for and all you can get There was something more than material More than cereal on sunday morning Once you see, you won’t believe You were long ago an uncolored leaf The hometown flare accelerate the night Intensify to what we like Memorable missions Mapped and trekked A side of people you hardly catch

about

This is the first record, memorializing many bright memories with my friends in our first tastes of freedom and exploration. It probes existential conundrums and joys, political ideas and cultural philosophies. It confesses the darker challenges of depression, romantic relationships and pathfinding that I experienced in high school. It articulates the newfangled feelings of drugs and alcohol and generation.

I released this in winter, selling this record in the coffee shop, music shop and dishing it out of my backpack. It was a moment I felt truly seen and supported for who I was and was becoming. I still spin it a couple times every year.

credits

released December 20, 2011

Steven Yardley: drums, bass, guitar, harmonica, saxophone, vox, recording, mixing, album art.

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Steven Yardley image

Steven Yardley Burlington, Vermont

I enjoy rock music in all its forms, recording technology, and instruments.

This is a present profile, and an archive of all my musical projects.

contact / help

Contact Steven Yardley

Streaming and
Download help

Report this album or account

If you like Steven Yardley, you may also like:

Bandcamp Daily  your guide to the world of Bandcamp

On Bandcamp Radio

Seafood Sam joins the show to discuss his newest album, " Standing On Giant Shoulders".
listen now