Primitive Crafts (EP)

by John Adam Ian

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05:43
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PRIMITIVE CRAFTS is John Adam Ian's sophomore release and follow up to 2013's I AM A MICROBE (EP).

This is a collection of both new and old songs I have been slowly chipping away at since releasing the first EP.

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released 13 January 2014
All songs written, recorded, mixed, mastered and produced by John Adam Ian.

Additional vocals and guitars on tracks 1, 3 and 4 by Andy Stevens.
Additional vocals on track 2 by Andy Stevens
Additional vocals on track 3 by Stacey Stevens

Album cover photo by Colin Swift
(colinswift.tumblr.com)

Album layout and concept by John Adam Ian.

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Track Name: It Creeps
Sweating again
Betting my friends won't understand
Brain is swelling , and it's compelling
Me to stay within. Within my mind.
I close my eyes, breathing heavily
But it won't leave, it creeps,
In control of me

It Creeps...

The light's dimming
My vision is pin hole'ing
I'm being swallowed, and probably followed
The Reaper's praying on me
I beg it please, leave me be
What did I ever do?
To create you, frustrate you...in control of me

It Creeps...
Track Name: Flesh Hungry
Turn on the TV
It's the season opener
The talking heads are preaching to the choir

They stoke the flames
Spreading their desires
They masquerade
Serenading each other

We're so...infinite
We’re so...religious
We're so...flesh hungry
We know there has to be...

Please dissect, my reason for breathing
Please protect, my sense of well being

While we elect
Professional liars
We neglect
Our voice grows quiet

We're so...infinite
We’re so...religious
We're so...flesh hungry
We know there has to be..

Somewhere, there is a place
And there, I'll find my faith
Track Name: Champions of the Crescent
Sometimes I stare at the clock
The one with the old hands
And I wonder about
How I got to where I've been
I'll spin the old hands 'round
For hours to the left
And then I pretend

We were free then
Champions of the Crescent
Owners of the road
We had it

And then I pretend that I've
Gone back in time
To repair my regrets
With old friends of mine
The innocence pours out and trickles down
I feel at peace now, and I feel found

We were free then
Champions of the Crescent
Owners of the road
We had it

How lucky were we?
Being surrounded by friends
Growing up with ease
Track Name: This City
I swear to God
I'm trying not
Not to feel anger or fear
When you told me
That you'd rather sleep
With someone new who you've still yet to meet

Maybe this city means more than me
Maybe, clearly, the choice was easy
And as I run I regret most of it
I go home, crawling...

I can't seem to help it
Feeling that you're selfish
After thinking about how much I gave to you
I swear to God
that I'm pretending not to blame myself for this (again)
I tried to talk, I tried to listen
But in the end I guess I'm glad we're not friends

Maybe this city means more than me
Maybe, clearly, the choice was easy
And as I run I regret most of it
I go home, crawling...

I go home with absolutely nothing
You watched me go home with absolutely nothing
Track Name: When You Come Back
I hate
Loving you
I wish I hadn't
I wish I knew
I am trying to forget you
You don't deserve me, you've only hurt me

Still, I lose sleep at night
Asking if you're alright
I was always defending you
Now I wait for something new

I fear the day you choose
To come back to me with your excuse
I pray that I'll have the strength
To turn you away for good.