I was on an eight week streak, completing a song every week, then my mental health got in the way, but after many bumps I finished a new one, the production for this track was not easy, but finally I can move on.

I was digging holes in the garden, to plant roses, when I found God. I found God underground…

Mastered on LANDR.

Do we fall in love, because love is gravity?

Like the other demo tracks I did everything on this track myself, and my mix is rough, but it is liberating to create a song from start to finish fast. The concept behind this song is the connection between love and strange force of gravity ---Like love, gravity is very mysterious to science, no other force in physics only attracts, gravity is the only force that only has a positive and no negative charge, so although it is called the weak force it is cumulative. I hope this song inspires someone to think about the parallels between love and gravity.

can I understand you,

will you know me too?

but who are we though,

will we ever know?

the sky is blue

the earth is brown

love or gravity

which one is gonna take me down

gravity is probably made of love

it is a mystery just like us

attraction holds everything together

gravity hugs us all forever

can I understand you

will you know me too?

but who are we though

will we ever know?

your jeans are blue

your skin is brown

love or gravity

which one is gonna take me down?

gravity is probably made of love

it is a mystery just like us

attraction holds everything together

gravity hugs us all forever

My new running song dedicated to my amazing runner brother Mathew.

Because it is a running song, I intentionally made time signature 5/4 so that if you run in time with it, you will be alternating which foot hits the downbeat, and if you breathe using traditionally running breath rhythms, the song will help you switch between starting your in-breath/out-breath on your left and your right foot. I also made the BPM suitable for a good easy running cadence.

Lyrics:

Run straight

End hate

Run gay

Every day

Run tall

Kick back

Run Laps

Hand claps

Run because you can

Run because you’re strong

Running is a dance

Running is a song…

Run pain

Run fun

Pain’s fun

When you run

No wheels

Glow feels

Even keels

Vegan meals

Run because you can

Run because you’re strong

Running is a dance

Running is a song…

Run to be more alive

Run to see the sun…

Run to be more alive

Run for the sun

This is my love song to life. It is the the coda of Gagabol Polka which becomes another song about how grateful I am to exist. Life is everything, and whoever and whatever devalues life, is undermining the foundation of time, space and being itself. Life is all that has been experienced and all that will be experienced. To know and ascribe existence to anything, anywhere on any planet, in any solar system, galaxy or universe, there must be life.

Life gives us time, and a location from which to remember and perceive anything and everything. Life is the basis of all basis and the substrate of all that is, was and will be.

All we are is life!

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All we are;

All perception is:

Life!

All we have,

All we love,

Everyone,

Love is life.

Thank you,

Thank you,

Precious life,

Every life,

Every day,

Every moment,

Nothing else compares,

Time itself is life,

Life!

Get high on every life,

Celebrate life!

Misha Bittleston: Vocals, Vocal Effects, Drum Programming, Background Guitars, Synths, Rhodes, Samplers, Field Recordings, etc.

Gerardo Giraldo: Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar, Nylon-String Guitar and Tenor Guitar

Jeremy Kay: Bass

David Muller: TR-626 Analog Drum Machine

Jon Bell: Backing Vocals and Acoustic Guitar

Aja Tahari Marsh: Backing Vocals

Rafaël Leloup: Backing Vocals

Recorded in Brooklyn by Misha Bittleston at Apartment Four The Future and by Toshi Yano and David Muller at Melody Lanes.

Edited and arranged by Misha Bittleston, Gerardo Giraldo, Jon Bell and Rafaël Leloup at Apartment Four The Future, Brooklyn.

LYRICS:

IT IS (THE BEST REVENGE) - from Exhibition by Eight Two

If you feel low, you should get down

Dance is the best revenge

If you feel low you should get down

Dancing is the best revenge

It is! It is! It is! It is!

If you feel, down

Dance! Revenge!

If you feel low, you should get down

Dance! Revenge!

It is! It is! It is! It is!

There is nowhere, to go to

And there's no time, to get there

There is no time, you should get down

'Cause dancing is the best revenge

It is! It is! It is! It is!

The best revenge

The best revenge

The best revenge

Is the best revenge!

Go wrong, at getting it wrong

Live wrong to love strong!

What is is!

The best!

It is! 'cause is is!

The best, is!

The best, it is!

The best revenge, is what is!

It is! It is! It is! It is!

Misha Bittleston: Vocals, Ukulele, Guitar, Keys/Synth, Shaker, Cowbell, etc.

Gerardo Giraldo: Acoustic Guitar, Semi-Acoustic, Electric Guitar and Bass

Adam Benham: Drums

Jon Bell: Cardboard Boxes, Door Slam and Tremolo Guitar

Rafaël Leloup: Saxophones

Recorded in Brooklyn by Misha Bittleston at Apartment Four The Future and Engineered by Pablo Arraya with assistance from David Stoller at The Samurai Hotel. Edited and arranged by Misha Bittleston, Gerardo Giraldo, Jon Bell and Rafaël Leloup at Apartment Four The Future, Brooklyn.

LYRICS:

A DREAM - from Exhibition by Eight Two

This might be a dream, so you might as well, do what you want to

This might be a dream, so you might as well, do what you want to

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

Dreaming has no consequences

But no consequences don't come cheap

Hide in your crib behind dream fences

Put your life to sleep

This might be a dream, so you might as well, do what you want to

Yeah this could be a dream, so you might as well, do what you want to

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

Life is but a dream, gently down the stream, consciousness is cream our heart is beating

What is real is just a dream, we're born to cross a balance beam

There's nothing out there to be, there's no self we're illusory

You can't know what this means, we're born asleep all we have is dreams

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

This might be a dream, so you might as well, do what you want to

This might be a dream, so you might as well, do what you want to

This might be a dream, so you might as well, do what you want to

Misha Bittleston: Vocals, Synths/Keys, Background Guitar, String Arrangement, Effects, Tambourine, etc.

Gerardo Giraldo: Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Classical Guitar, Xylophone and Bass

Adam Benham: Drums

Aja Tahari Marsh: Backing Vocals

Recorded in Brooklyn by Misha Bittleston at Apartment Four The Future and at Adam Benham's place.

Edited and arranged by Misha Bittleston, Gerardo Giraldo, Dave Ahl and Jon Bell at Apartment Four The Future, Brooklyn. Production Services by Stepwise Sound LLC.

LYRICS:

OH CUPCAKE (from Exhibition by Eight Two)

Oh Cupcake,

I know I used to call you honey

But now you're, so much sweeter

I'm man enough to admit that I like you sweet

But you're too hot to touch

And too cute to eat

Oh sunshine

I feel so warm

When I'm in your arms

I just want you to bake me a heart

Oh I just want you to bake me a hot little heart,

Bake my love in your heart!

Oh Cupcake,

I know I used to call you honey

But you got so much sweeter

Did you bake that hot little body all for me

I'd eat you all up but you look too good to eat!

Oh Cupcake,

I feel so warm when I'm in your arms

I just want you to bake me a heart

Darling I feel so warm,

When I'm in your arms I just want you to bake me a heart

You're cool (so cool)

You're too cool for school girl

You just laugh when you're wrong,

You're headstrong but you let your heart rule

I'm singing a song about you cause you're cool

You probably think this song is not about you

Oh Cupcake,

I know I used to call you honey (honey, honey)

But now you're so much sweeter

I just want to be with you inside,

Inside the world made of your sugar

Darling,

When we met in Washington Square Park,

To hide from our eyes we both wore a mask,

You were octopus girl and I was Mr. Reflection,

We walked around in the dark - for protection

Then, you gave me confection

Oh Cupcake,

I know I used to call you honey (honey, honey)

But now you're so much sweeter

I know you didn't bake that hot little body

for me

I'd feel so warm in your arms

I just want you...

To bake me a...

Oh Cupcake,

I know I used to call you honey

But now you're so much sweeter

You're a really cool girl

You're so cool...

You're cool

You're cool

You're cool

You're cool

You're cool

You are so

So cool

Oh I really dig

I dig you

Misha Bittleston: Vocals, Electric Guitar, Piano, Rhodes, Celesta, Strings, Effects, Field Recordings, etc.

Gerardo Giraldo: Acoustic Guitar, Modified Guitar, Background Vocals, Water Glass Percussion and Bass

Rafaël Leloup: Accordion (composition, arrangement, and performance of accordion part)

Recorded, edited and arranged in Brooklyn by Misha Bittleston, Gerardo Giraldo and Rafaël Leloup.

LYRICS:

IN THE SEWER (from Exhibition by Eight Two)

In the sewer

Love is pure

Feels so dirty

Must be pure

At your lowest

Your love is truest

In the deepest

Your love is sweetest

Down in the grime

Love is sublime

In the sewer

Love is pure

Feels so dirty

Must be true love

Misha Bittleston: Vocals, Piano, Background Guitar, Soprano Recorder, Whistling, etc.

Gerardo Giraldo: Electric, Semi-Acoustic, Acoustic and Nylon-String Guitars

David Muller: Drums, Percussion and Bass

Rafaël Leloup: Celesta, Organ, Electronics, Cymbals and Arrangement for String Orchestra

Jon Bell: Tremolo Guitar

Recorded in Brooklyn by Toshi Yano and David Muller at Melody Lanes, and by Misha Bittleston at Apartment Four The Future.

Edited and arranged by Misha Bittleston, Gerardo Giraldo, Rafaël Leloup, Dave Ahl, and Jon Bell at Apartment Four The Future, Brooklyn. Production Services by Stepwise Sound LLC.

LYRICS:

I CRY (from Exhibition by Eight Two)

Lately when I get home

I have everything I need

So I don’t know why

I have yummy food to eat

I have a bed where I can go to sleep

I have things to do with my life

But I feel like crying

When I walk in the front door

I am standing on an island

If you still want me

Send me a message in a bottle

When I walk in the front door

I break down

I sigh and fall on the floor

I don’t know what I’m crying for

I feel like dying

I don’t know what I’m living for

Do you feel like dying?

Do you know what you’re living for?

I cry...

My watch is a calculator

I’m pretty cool and astute

I’m kind of plain but my mind/brain is cute

Oh, yeah

Lately when I get home I cry

There are places in New York

That I still haven’t been, and I want to be

Yeah but none of those places

Are going to make me feel any better

And that’s out of tune by the way

I’m trying to be sad here

This is about how I cry, you know

And I really do cry

I fall down on the floor and cry

I am, standing on an island

If you still want me

Send me a message in a bottle

I cry...

I am standing on an island

If you still want me

Send me a message in a bottle

You send me

Misha Bittleston: Vocals, Background Guitars, Keys, Samplers, Effects, etc.

Gerardo Giraldo: Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar and additional Bass

Adam Benham: Drums

Jeremy Kay: Bass

Rafaël Leloup: Accordion (composition, arrangement, and performance of accordion part)

Dave Ahl: Glockenspiel

Aja Tahari Marsh: Backing Vocals

Recorded in Brooklyn by Misha Bittleston at Apartment Four The Future and Engineered by Pablo Arraya with assistance from David Stoller at The Samurai Hotel.

Edited and arranged by Misha Bittleston, Gerardo Giraldo, Rafaël Leloup and Jon Bell at Apartment Four The Future, Brooklyn.

LYRICS:

EIGHT TWO MINUS THREE

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No way to find it, ’cause it is the way

Skyline silhouette

Yellow brick mode

Turning inside on the insight

There’s an upside drowning

Of diving deep down

Close the rubber wet suit all over

For electric diving school

Drown me gently for international teatime

Take these pills to feel sane

But hallucinations drug free that’s insanity

Pills to feel sane

Pills to feel sane

Feel sane, feel sane, to-to–to–feel sane

You’re too wonderful

You’re too wonderful

You’re too wonderful

Too wonderful

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No way to find it, ’cause it is the way

Love if you're willing, you can make me

Love if you're willing, you can make me

Love if you're willing, you can make me

Love if you're willing, you can make me clean!

Let the eighth sea tow me under

Go with the eighth sea love tide undertow

Let the eighth sea tow me under

Yeah . . . under under under under

Let the eighth sea tow me under

Go with the eighth sea love tide undertow

Oh yeah

Want to listen to everybody

Does everybody want to be permanently distracted?

Want to learn

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We know that we deserve to win

We know that we may never win

We know that we deserve

We know that we may never

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