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Tired of Not Being Away From Here


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New Vein 00:56
No lyrics. Instrumental intro to PROVENTIL.
Proventil 03:27
PROVENTIL Why can't I get a rhythm? Am I working hard enough? Bound by the laws i'm given Better keep moving or I'll never catch up! How will i find that rhythm Hands tied behind my back? Need another puff of my inhaler Gotta have breath if I'm gonna yell back! I'm gonna drown it all out I'm gonna drown it all out I'm gonna drown it all out I'm gonna drown it all out Portrayed by my weak condition Nothing ventured nothing gained Any act is gonna have a victim It's gonna have loss It's gonna have pain (let's count my degenerate ailments...) 1.) got a chronic spasm 2.) got a fractured spine 3.) got a case of asthma More bad days than i've ever felt fine Will i mend my broken bones For a chance to break my neck? Depending on crutches to catch my balance The faster i try to run The slower that i get to my destination (the truth will have to come) as i wait (the weight adds on) more back pain No words to hold back It isn't gonna get much better If i can't pull my weight Slip or fade or step away from the crowd Had enough of grind & trials for now Wanna fight pound for pound Had enough of the sound Drift away now Find a way to tune out Put the blade down
Well As Well 04:25
WELL AS WELL How will I father a minion worth the bother of keeping my glut? Or will I falter and never reach the altar where fate is unplugged? Am I worth consideration or the plausible elation that comes biting tongues? Or will it always be a secret? fine, go ahead and keep it, i've got some of my own Look at that kid, no son of mine He reeks of pain and guilt soaked up and stained in his eyes That he cleans with 'serpentine' Rays in his mouth, he'll sunburn. graze where it is hot Burns his throat, will he spit fire or will he learn to stop? I can't calm down or sit back and watch you struggle But i can just give up on myself I'll carry a heavy load (on my shoulders) For a pat on the back, or a star on your flag, or just be vocal It's what it is when it's defined And goes down smooth with a glass of grime The conscience shifts to mark the times Nobody's to blame, if they cover their eyes and act surprised Will I father a son? tell me how he will be Will he fall in traps that I have set & placed & scattered all around me? Will he reach with his arms? Will he pull up his sleeves? Have I scared him from work & love & friendship & success that's always avoided me? Is it my fault? Am I sick, or sick in me? we've all got our own disease I'm as well as well as i can be.
THE CASE IS OUT I know what happens when you're out late Take softer steps A smirk is worse than why it's made So just confess Believe it till it can be proven true Want it till you know you have it Do this, and believe it Progress reserved for genius You'll never make the bed you're sleeping on You'll find a rationale in being wrong Where’ve you been and what's her name? Not kidding this time Looking forward to excuses made Gets better every time There's no need to prove you're right If you preach to simple minds Doesn't matter if the blood will take From the donor but it might The more you know The more you fake The more you work The more it's late enough to go home Just don't bring the work home No need to prove you're right Should've know they'd come and take them The case is out Should've known they'd come -- bacchanal The case is out Should've know they'd come and take them The case is out I don't know the breaks, but I'll keep them all in stride The case is out and the verdict’s wrong And the verdicts wrong The case is out and the verdict’s wrong Towel in the river to soak them up with provocation Gavel to the silver chipped tooth with spoons they all choke on Vowel sound carefully I need some evidence to throw this out Valor veiling me I’ll need some motive to throw this out Vow sound carefully No one will look out for you Valor failing me No one will look out for you The case is out and the verdict’s wrong The case is out and the verdict’s wrong The case is out and the verdict’s wrong The case is out and the verdict’s wrong The case is out and the verdict’s wrong The case is out and the verdict’s wrong The case is out and the verdict’s wrong The case is out and the verdict’s wrong.
WE'RE NOT PAYING FOR ANYTHING ANYMORE You won't spend a minute To try to comprehend So you will waste a million dollars In a puppet's hand Giving nothing but our best So we expect consideration We'll take the role of starving artist If you don't brag and show off to friends You can carry on immoral horror And pretend you're still human You should have been caught Degradation needs company Or at least the air fare Weak heart beats need saving Strong ones need some space Dim lights need more energy We're just one light switch away Consider this- You've got us in this mess You've taken us out of our element We'll wait for fruit of labor's harvest And just pray it doesn't take too long We're buried to our necks! Are you done with us yet? Or will we choke on more? Are you done with us yet? Are you done with us yet? "You've signed your name and you're stuck with us, now you're regretting it?" -label "You've got a square where a circle is, is that how your puzzle fits?" -boys "You bite the hand that is feeding you? you dumb ungrateful kids!" -label "We'd rather starve if that's the way it is." -boys "Well, that's quite alright!" -label
LOSING FEELING You've learned a lesson By that infection That all can be resolved Or apply repetition Stitch that incision It's my premonition That you've been stringing me along Lie back and stay awhile No coats are comfortable The lacerations clearly represent a measured assault You had it all along Unbridled accidents will look more like a person's at fault You've had it all along In line Enslaved Insult In injury In doubt Enraged When doubt Is sustained I know I'm nearing the end When I can't feel the pain One half we'll bury And the other half will always remain Like a god in apocalypse says: "You had it all along... ...Until the feeling's gone."
IDEAS VS. PROTOCOL VS. MOLOTOV Fabricate answers From all the questions Just like a molotov Alarms are sounding The dogs will tired Before we'll ever call them off Ignite the answers by poignant questions Just try a molotov The answer's grinning at you The answer's barking Come on, give 'em up! No idea worth protocol No ideas worth protocol, worth protocols They blame the factions For fractured lessons Their bones are getting soft He's Duncan Sheikin' (barely breathing) And Courtney Lovin' (barely living) Come on boys, he's had enough Fanning flames when their hands are waving Either burning or giving up You play with matches I play with fire You play with matches I play with fire No ideas worth protocol No ideas worth protocol, worth protocol This is unfinished business You'll know it's finished When you see our smoking guns Create curriculum in its place Ideas waste They hide them Because they have No ideas of their own.
THE FRENCH QUARTER DOES NOT ADD UP (aka Tired of Not Being Away From Here) Flush out the devil's eyes They say he owns the tide He's happy to prove them right (He's only 10% water weight) To flush out the devil's eyes You might need the sea to rise I've been treading for too long I've got a reason for my actions We're all ears, we'd like to know You'll find that gravity pulls you faster After you let go You have no need whispering You feel the need to be free False oppressive safety ("You're such a bully") It takes weight to suffocate You'll either selfish or you're passive (Hang tight) We share a plate when carving up your soul (Please pass the knife) Gravity pulls you harder in directions you first go (Fight or Flight) The current is still Or a hesitant calm A storm is never far away A fortune never guesses with cash beyond the arm Let's raise a glass to your sobriety, propriety Your hypocrisy knows bounds further than mine So how's it feel to pull a "Watergate..." (To be ahead and feel you're far behind) You know we still need an apology, apology You'd free yourself if you'd admit your crimes You choose a cave and go to hibernate Bi-polar bear reprised.
CAMERA DISDAIN When the flash is off The fashion's gone The flash is off Makes no difference to scenery True light dissolves In the eyes you're deceiving Flush white is all I will be without bleeding I'll make it, I'm cheating Feel guilty when breathing Carried off on shoulders I disown You've gotta research your feelings You've gotta research your feelings All your time is lost All your time is wasted You're gonna faint from the bleeding You're gonna faint from the bleeding All your time is Not your own It never was And that's what tears at you Just say you'll try again It's still hard to watch you fall The camera's always on The camera's always wrong We better not have this fight again It always makes me feel Like I'm inviting it Like I'm inviting it I'll stop I guess I have to Things are gonna change I feel it I'm bound by my wisdom I'll quit before I fix it I guess I'll just take it for what it's worth You've got it right You've got it right You need to brace yourself You need to brace yourself Again, again against me You've gotta light You need to grace yourself You need to praise yourself in front of me You've gotta fight You need to pace yourself You need to cast yourself out of this play Just say you'll try again It's still hard to watch you fall The camera's always on The camera's always wrong We better not have this fight again It always makes me feel like I'm inviting it Like I'm inviting it You need to brace yourself from all of this weight You will erase yourself from all of this strain Follow the people Staged and precise Follow the millions away Follow them Follow the people Staged and precise Finally you've got them stop stray Follow the people away Justify it all More than most Blame the fall Too many worries to choose one To justify it all Raise a toast To drown them all Too many worries to choose one To justify it all Not supposed to Take them all on
FIGHT OR FLIGHT No one's ever really sober Go spit it out Cast a spell by what you conjure Arouse the crowd Every second second guessing Decades of doubt Doesn't matter if you're killing If your goals are shroud Let it simmer Capillary If it bubbles You know it's getting ready Let it simmer Let it simmer down Does the grandeur- That you carry- Reach the bones Of shallow grave ancestry? Gotta show them all we're proud! We are the honorary culprits now We keep the kingdom safe We are the honorary culprits now We shoot and run away Heard you're very good in public- Strapped up to cash out! Poor education is contagious- Cover your mouth! A declaration will mean nothing- If it's without Acknowledged actions toward Defensive crowds Your 'precary'- that you're under A final drink with "Aristotle's suffer" You're just a fixture in your fairytale Awh, is that your cover? Is that your weapon? Is that the way you stick it in? Is that your weapon??? ahhhhh!!!!!! This isn't it This isn't done This is important This isn't wrong So if it is...let it be done... Wave your flag... Till it's dawn... For my buried forefathers... Wave your flag... Till it waves goodbye Is it emphatic to attach yourself To sacrilegious crimes? It's not prophetic for a chosen man To kill freely and hide! Pain will find a donor Blood-shed more light! Magnify disaster!
Welcome Away 11:13
WELCOME AWAY The phase, the sound of penitence... I laugh out loud at your attempt at it. Is there a meaning among us (Of pentagrams)? And if there is, Is there a being above us (To slap idle hands) Well I felt there was nothing for me to say When you speak with no regard for me You might have been right about one thing, There is nothing for me at all here There is nothing for me at all I fear the end is imminent (But i'll wait and see) You've gone from gold to pretension Hooray for the hands that cheer enough To break any silence they try to hide (away) You've mastered the art of giving up By shaping a vice to bade all your lies Pace yourself, because I want more... We'll need some time to communicate... Pace yourself, because I want more... We'll need some more time to get things straight... Pace yourself, because I want more... It never happens the way they say... Convince yourself what you live for...



*This album is "Cattle Punching On a Jack Rabbit" plus 5 new songs, released for Europe by You And Whose Army Records, in partnership with Sunset Alliance. (YAWA is now back in full swing, so check em out! Great label, great people!)

**The physical copy is an enhanced CD with 5 videos.


released January 1, 2005

Recorded and mixed by Bob Hoag @ Flying Blanket Recording, Mesa, Arizona, 2003 and 2004.

The band:
David Jensen- vocals, lyrics, guitar
Rajiv Patel- lead guitar, bass
Kelly Reed- drums

Produced by Bob Hoag and Before Braille
Mastered by Jason Livermore @ The Blasting Room, Ft. Collins, Colorado.

Album art (sketch with chalk) by Mel Kadel, Los Angeles, California.

TIRED OF NOT BEING AWAY FROM HERE is a European Release of "Cattle Punching on a Jack Rabbit" which was a limited press CD/EP in the US. TONBAFH has 5 new songs, a secret track, and 5 videos! In other words, it's ultra deluxe.

This was the Tour CD that would accompany Before Braille on their first European tour, but the band broke up before touring commenced.

Some things some people might care about...
-Voted Arizona's Band of the Year in 2003 by The Arizona Republic.
-Voted Best Live Band in 2003 by the East Valley Tribune.
-Most added band to college radio in 2002.
-R&R's Record of the Week in Sept 2002.


If California's Vagrant lays claim to the finest roster of hook-laden emo-core and D.C.'s Dischord has a stronghold on the cutting edge of angular post-hardcore, it kinda makes sense that the two sounds would meet somewhere in the middle on Arizona's Aezra label, where a band called Before Braille brews its own unique blend of rock for the new millennium. Seething with salt, sweat , honey and asphalt (not unlike seasoned AZ contemporaries Jimmy Eat World), this foursome delivers a positively commanding performance that betrays its relatively recent appearance on the radar. Each track on this sampler of songs from the upcoming full-length is brimming with texture and taste. Like Get Up Kids without the sentimentality or Fugazi with an eye toward the mainstream, Before Braille deftly delivers the best elements of both sonic camps. In one convenient package, you get not only a highly melodic, pop sensibility but also a challenging rhythmic stutter that keeps the whole affair from ever getting stale. -Jason Kundrath, CMJ

• Slick and Savory
Emo-ish Arizona act Before Braille come across as a band with smarts on their debut album The Rumor. They've mastered a nice mix of alt-rock flavors -- from the eerie opening track...(which would work well on the soundtrack of a German Expressionist film) to the slick and savory grooves of the single...there is no doubt that this is a talented outfit...ADRIAN ZUPP

• Huge Success
author: Katy Stephan, R & R
I've never been good at math, but here are some numbers that make sense to me even without the use of that pocket calculator that I take with me everywhere: Before Braille's debut release on Aezra Records is a four-song EP, and the first single, "Twenty-Four Minus Eighteen", has charted for three straight weeks at specialty. In fact, it's been top five for two weeks in a row. Those are some hectic figures. But it don't take no genius to realize that their tight hooks and melodic songwriting multiplied by the eager response of specialty radio are going to add up to huge success.

• Do yourself a favor
author: Kyle Thomas, Indie Uprising
Through the deserts of Arizona we just happen to stumble upon the nice little town of Mesa, Arizona where as of late new and refreshing music is taking over and leading the way is the hard-rocking, melodic, undeniably talented 5-piece known as Before Braille. Their latest release is making noise across the states and very good noise I might add. Their latest single is climbing up indie radio and their tour will be coming to find you soon, so if you haven't heard of them do your self a favor and read up.

• A style all their own
author: Jason C. Jones, In Your Ear
There is one band with one style, clearly their own, singing about the things that matter to them; it's one of the best records I've heard in months"

• One of the best releases I have ever heard
author: Independent Clauses
"This is one of the best releases I have ever heard, independent or not."

• Infectious
author: Matt Shimmer, Indieville
"As far as energetic math-rock goes, this is about as good as it gets. Before Braille is an Arizona-based four-piece with a penchant for complex arrangements and subtly infectious melodies. Cattle Punching on a Jack Rabbit is a fine taste of the band's style, and at seven tracks, it packs a lot of content for an EP. After a brief, tone-setting instrumental, the endlessly infectious "Proventil" hits with a bang. It takes cues from the Braid and Fugazi schools of indie rock."

• Bloody Brilliant!
author: Mike Gladstone
Before Braille always appealed to me when I would see them live. Very energetic show and imaginative songs. I listened to The Rumor a bit. . . It had the songs, but not the energetic output I felt live. Anyway, I don't know what these guys did, but this record is exactly what I was looking for. It has the songs and the vibe. Very intense without being screamy...rare in the music world right now.

• Best of this genre
author: Flash
Cattle Punching on a Jack Rabbit offers something most bands of this genre don't...originality and intrigue. Most bands who do the emo/post-hardcore thing just do the typical. With before braille you can actually have some intelligence mixed with the "heavy parts" and the "softer parts" don't get all cheesy on you. Anyway, you've got to check this record out because it's clearly the best of it's genre and no doubt on the better rock records of the year.

No Joke by Richard D. Scott...
This has got to be one of the most complete rock records of 2005. Every element of rock'n'roll to satisfy the purist. Every point of interest covered for the indie rock hierarchy. Aware of the current state of the world, both inside and out of of the rock realm and reaching beyond it. I'm floored.




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