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Nostalgia

by Dust Sculptures

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I remember you, brother I can almost see you with your hands up The lines that we lay down formed a valley A lake, then a glacier, and I Having lost the sight of a friend become A study in black-and-white In flesh I can play the turning seasons Composing my relations in grain and shades of grey I'll never turn my head I'll never look away again A lesson learned in sacrifice I've lost you in the end The hardest part is that I still know you Beyond the anger Beyond the years that fall away I remember you, brother I can almost see you with your hands up, walking away And the lines that we laid down formed a valley and I Regretfully become a study in black-and-white
2.
Sill 11:28
Winding down as roots My spine uncoils beyond me It spread like disease Collecting dust and overheating My veins run through the walls A channel of my dilution I'm tracing components Following Cables Forgetting how to sleep Forgetting how to breathe What began as obsession robbed me of youth Now a nameless oblivion, but I recall Digitized artifacts Recycled thought With patience I find some rest here It never takes me long to replay the sounds That some might call a dream Lights dance over the sill There's something else there that I can't reach now A cyber-psychotic embrace Waiting for the icons to light up again Telling digital lies to all my digital friends Pixilated ghost, simulated life And all the colors in my eye compressed down to one The brightness of it all is how it got me Disguising infections beneath my collections of fibers and cords And that's where you find me And that's where you find my shell In self-inflicting isolation I've given my time away How quickly it flies I've given my life away An anti-social socialite Hiding behind personas I design How I miss you Overwritten, copied, and multiplied Soul that I once was And all I've ever wanted from day one Was to be loved and not forgotten Now an exoskeleton A monument of man defeated by trust in his own hands When it was never enough To pick himself up again with manufactured friends And all the while, his hope pours over the sill Find these roots and pull them up My hope lies over the sill
3.
Sputnik 01:44
4.
Old Tapes II 10:54
Divided and conquered Alone in the forest of her soul Echo lies in silent sleeping It swept her away My child, Never let this put out your light The radiance inside of you Is not your own but Mine Don't let this kill you And don't let this take you away It's what she made of it Building it up, and crashing it down again Led by emotion And then there was smoke, and nothing was left again It was never enough To stitch yourself up again Electronic lies Rewind to start the loop again Rewind to put the lights out It was never enough To pick yourself up again To the noise of it all Coming down again Taking on water, but apathetic It pains me to see you Listen to lies that aim to kill you A friend was lost today
5.
Pause 00:52
6.
Ornament 10:52
Wilting discoloration Frame after frame Passes through the light I'm losing track of days Not knowing where they started Or where they ended I'm playing back the days That voices filled this place The mail is a mountain My laundry, the ocean And I was never I was never well I find that I repeat myself I'm falling once again To a cycle that is flawed And kills the time within itself And how can I move forward When I'm always looking back To the Faces that are gone And the places that are not home And always I am thrust back into living once again Through merciless deliverance of meals and sleep An ornamental man The paper descends like embers Exposing the walls And I could only think of this: I survived it all The answer was never in the movies played Or in their precious faces I cannot let them down I will not let them down I will live on
7.
I'm falling across the room Through places with people And faces I once knew I am crumbled wings and shells of bugs I am prints on the windows and dust on the walls Just not what I'm meant to be You should put me in the ground With all the things that held me down Bury me and wait Bury me and watch for I soak up the rain Devour the earth and I return just the same The heavens will pour down, but I will remain An anchor, a stone, a bodiless weight Magnetic strips are unfoiling about my head An oscillating storm of static overhead Holding power, the jaws of a liar The white snow: grey matter of my transformation A fly on the wall with tunnel vision After all, I sold my days for one A loop in the finite sustaining on my soul Regurgitating old times, ignoring the new Please help me find my eyes The eyes to see You, the eyes to see it all through
8.
Nostalgia 03:59
You expose me for what I am inside Through the dry rotted, boarded-up walls You see my potential And I owe You everything My foundation, like water, returns to the ground After the rain falls Only You remain Beyond my insecurities Beyond the flesh and bone I've been searching for anything that I can call a home Reign above us all, You're the only place that I call home

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Nostalgia is the first full-length album by Dust Sculptures. The final track listing was compiled from materials written from 2011-2013.

I spent the last half of my college years sharing rent in a house with my closest friends. We all worked different schedules, coming and going from this dorm-like habitat at any and all hours of the day. It was here that you would find a sleep-deprived version of myself tinkering away in makeshift recording environments. Singing in bathrooms, drumming in the basement, tinkering with guitar tones in the bedrooms, shooting films in the garage. What began as a place to simply survive while working our way through school became a really special space for me.

I was an art student with full-time hours and a midnight shift at a UPS airport hub. This meant very long nights under the stars, rain, ice, snow, and blasts of wind from enormous freight airliners. With classes the following morning, day and night would blend together. The nature of my job left me idle at times to think to myself out on the airstrip. More times than not, I would think about the music I wasn't making. If it wasn't the music, it was the films. I guess "Nostalgia" was born out there.

I would return home to my house/dorm/dwelling/makeshift recording space and record at the most random hours that fell into my lap. The others in the house learned how to sleep around the noise. My wife eventually got to the point where she had trouble sleeping without hearing my constant musical tinkerings. I think that nostalgia became a sleepy album this way. I remember falling asleep on these tracks often myself.

I would spend the following three years working on getting my music to the point where I felt it justified a full album. The varying production values across this album tattle on my learning curve. I honestly grew slowly by making mistakes and correcting them on following tracks. It became a bit easier every time to get the sounds I wanted.

I have a lot of good memories when I think back about this enormous process. This was definitely a project that helped me to learn a bit about myself and share this experience with my loved ones (especially my wife who spent countless hours shooting the films with me). We scouted so many remote locations, and often used the videos as an excuse to urban-ex.

The final result is a slow-burning piece of progressive music that confronts the fear that comes with aging, the process of letting go, and the importance in finding the reason to keep moving forward.

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released October 8, 2013

All music written, performed, recorded, mixed, and mastered by Josh Marberry as Dust Sculptures.

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