Here is the basic package of my new cd with a one page insert, as opposed to the fancier booklet that costs a little more.
NOTE: For a limited time, these come with a patch if you want! Just let me know in the order info!
Includes unlimited streaming of WAITT
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
ships out within 5 days
Purchasable with gift card
$5USDor more
Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
This is my new CD with a booklet I made, which is basically a physical copy of the pdf file you get with the album. It's a few bucks extra if that's cool. Also, it's black and white because color copies cost like 10 dollars to make and damn thats alot.
note: im kinda bad at making these so far, so ill pay you back if theyre not up to par. sorry!
new NOTE: For a limited time, these come with a patch if you want! Just let me know in the order info!
Includes unlimited streaming of WAITT
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
ships out within 5 days
Purchasable with gift card
$8USDor more
about
Manuel is one of the nicest people I know. He’s a rad musician and (as you can see) a great poet. He also posts really inspiring and happy statuses on facebook, which is always a pick-me-up. He’s starting a zine, too(!), which should be out soon.
lyrics
Streetlight night blankets our four a.m. eyes,
We are tired and walk for an answer,
We are tired and walk in and out of dreams,
We are tired and breathe out our sorrows.
You know my sorrow,
You know it miles away,
I know your sadness
I know your longing,
We walk in time,
– to the rhythm of our final August sunrise, that in the end only comes in dreams
– to the rhythm of love-pain medicine that spills out of college one a.m. night drive radios,
the rhythm felt lying limp and crying on solitary mattress, as the one we Love lies limp in longing
and blind to our heart beats that beat in time,
– to the rhythm of the naked breath that rises out of our dry mouths,
after revealing our once pent-up dreams, our final howls to the pregnant moon of the past, our
secret cries of victory!
for we know we walk in our natural direction.
We know we walk Alive!
We know we walk in timeless rhythm to each others footsteps,
We walk through imaginary madness, we walk in tears
– they dry at sunrise
We walk through Death and Its many names,
We grow together, we walk, and breathe, in Love, as Love