The Palimpsest

by An Empty Room

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about

Memory is unreliable. Events are subject to interpretation. With any luck, our mistakes will be remembered. Would we prefer they be remembered accurately?

credits

released January 30, 2019

Written, recorded, and produced in 2018 by An Empty Room:
David / Michael / Joshua

Guest vocal on The Librarian by Dominique of Paranoiac
(paranoiac.bandcamp.com)

Mastered by James Plotkin

David's drums on The Archaeologist courtesy Michael Jones

Special Thanks to Julian Capps

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An Empty Room Eugene, Oregon

PNW
sludge
crust
noise
doom
ambient

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Track Name: The Librarian
Here is your task (the fourth sign)
Go and tell them (the third outcome)
We arrive in step (the second line)
Guide no one (their first names)

In this place
I can hear echoes
In the corners
faces I loved
Years before
how did we live?
In this place
I can hear echoes

In these books
They wrote their words
I no longer read
On these tapes
They said their lies
I no longer listen
On these walls
They painted the truth
I no longer see
In this place
I still hear echoes
Track Name: The Author
The long hand
The old way
The inkwell
The ocean

I split the wood and found nothing
So spilled my black seed in its fibers
Surely I exercise powers of creation
I tear at it
Continue what
I want with it

And so when I find these troubles
I can destroy what I made
But, endlessly weak, I cannot
Inveterate?
Invertebrate?
Which is it?

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