Crow Magnon

by Hugh Manatee

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released May 12, 2018

Michael W. Curtis: Drums
Martin W. Fairlie: Viola
Jordan M. Kincaid: Guitar/Vox
Morgan A. Kusmer: Keyboard/Synthesizer/Vox
Thomas K. Oder: Guitar/Vox
Joshua B. Stewart: Bass Guitar/Vox

Producer/Mixing Engineer: Jay Elliott
Mastering Engineer: Ernest Ray Wells

Copyright 2018. All Rights Reserved.

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Locally sourced in Boulder, Colorado, Hugh Manatee offers a fusion-inspired menu of progressive rock entrees with sides of groove, drizzled in jazz and funk, and smoked over americana firewood to create a unique, energetic flavor profile that's sure to make you move. ... more

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Track Name: 40k
It’s a wonderful game to play, to walk away, from everything and not look back—and I’ll pursue a bird’s eye view.

You’re a marvelous part of us.

Make a moment last longer than the second glass, if the second’s passed leave it in the past, take a second glance.
It’s a second chance for a good time; it’s a fine line, what’s the matter, mind?
What’s the point of trying when it comes to be so naturally?
Be indiscrete and dance with me.

You’re a marvelous part of us.
The view from forty thousand feet is ever clear and bittersweet.

Forty thousand feet above the seas,
with only feet beneath your knees, and legs above your feet.

You’re a marvelous part of us.

Maybe matter doesn’t matter, all that matters now is a cease-fire, it’s a live wire, situation’s dire.
Better perspire as you get down to a hot sound, not a rebound, wouldn’t be bound.
So I steer clear to that south side of your hemisphere, right away dear.

You’re a marvelous part of us.
The view from forty thousand feet is ever clear and bittersweet.

I doubt there’s such a thing as certainty…
Of that I’m pretty certain.
What else would come with buying an RV but trouble?
And trouble is her name.

We said hello across the hood of a parked car,
But we’ve never shaken hands.
Nobody’s perfect, but for you I would try for better—
For better or for worse.
Track Name: Container
It’s not about me, it’s about this other thing;
this thing that is a container for what he can’t explain.
It’s not about me, it’s about this other thing;
this thing that is a container for what he can’t explain

We talk about it all day long, it’s fun sometimes to stew,
but breaking every bag of bones is what he’s born to do.
He paces out his circles, he’s got a mind of plays,
and a thing that is a container for what he can’t explain.
What he can’t explain...
What he can’t explain...
What he can’t explain.

And he says, I’ll think right through you unless you’ve got a plan I’d like to hear.
And he says, I’ll think right through you ‘cause my solution’s clear, but I’m all ears to a better move.

It’s not about me, it’s about this other thing;
this thing that is a container for what he can’t explain.
A midnight moment stretched for years, the pearl is what he fears
in this thing that is a container for what he can’t explain.
What he can’t explain...
What he can’t explain...
What he can’t explain...

And he says, I’ll think right through you unless you’ve got a plan I’d like to hear.
And he says, I’ll think right through you ‘cause my solution’s clear, but I’m all ears to a better move.

It’s not about me...
It’s not about me...
It’s not about me...
It’s not about me...
Track Name: Unintended Onion
The mark of grace is graciousness and what design we make of this.
For bliss is less of shape or press than place and space in wilderness.

If old and new could coalesce the Earth would spring without finesse.
So take a moment for yourself and reassess your state of wealth.

Don’t you see the ground is brewing, percolating, ever-stewing, effervescent, reminiscent, born of avian digestion, dig the weeds and leave the seeds and cultivate a new reprieve to see if you can end up with an…

Unintended onion, you’ve found yourself at home.
Unintended but you have grown where you belong.
Unintended onion, the root of something great.
For all the flowers planted, you’re a beautiful mistake.

The wind and wake of open air is all alive but unaware.
So reinvent your repertoire and navigate the Earth by stars.

Don’t you see the ground is brewing, percolating, ever-stewing, effervescent, reminiscent, born of avian digestion, dig the weeds and leave the seeds and cultivate a new reprieve to see if you can end up with an…

Unintended onion, you’ve found yourself at home.
Unintended but you have grown where you belong.
Unintended onion, the root of something great.
For all the flowers planted, you’re a beautiful mistake.

The test of time is timelessness: a watch without a face to miss, with hands that turn but never tell of what the endlessness compels.

Don’t you see the ground is brewing, percolating, ever-stewing, effervescent, reminiscent, born of avian digestion, dig the weeds and leave the seeds and cultivate a new reprieve to see if you can end up with an…

Unintended onion, you’ve found yourself at home.
Unintended but you have grown where you belong.
Unintended onion, the root of something great.
For all the flowers planted, you’re a beautiful mistake.
Track Name: Special Sound
Do you ever wonder when you came along?
Stumble through the world until you right the wrong.
How quickly we forget it's to the world that we belong.
Mark my words you’ll get your taste and you’ll be gone without a trace.
You get your secrets from a man without a name or face.

Mark my words I’m taking notes on your beliefs.
Your resurrection redirection sets the beat.
And when the ships come in I’ll drink to your relief.
Fly the sails, what this entails, the queen moves on without a tail.
We’ll see how long it takes to catch the scent and lose the trail.

Stick around that special sound, take my hand you’ll understand.
Resonate on the first date and consequently instigate.
Forget my name, I am to blame, no, you cannot stake a claim.
I said no, no, no…

Take a planetary look at what you are...
Staring out the window of a moving car.
We stop for gas before the pass to read the stars.
If luck holds out then have no doubt, hold your breath she’ll come about.
You cannot wash the Earth, it’s to the dirt I am devout.

Stick around that special sound, take my hand you’ll understand.
Resonate on the first date and consequently instigate.
Forget my name, I am to blame, no, you cannot stake a claim.
I said no, no, no…

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