Twenty Twenty Twenty Twenty One, by Spencer Krug

Twenty Twenty Twenty Twenty One

by Spencer Krug

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1.	Slipping In and Out of Thee Pool 03:36	lyrics	buy track
Bury your brain in the snow Just to say I told you so Then go live just like a caveman Nihilism is insane When the hollowness you gain Is the same as what you already had in your hand I think the world is a rubber band I think we’re slipping in and out of the pool I think an hourglass is different than quicksand I think it’s cool Two articles online One on the start of post-humanism And one on the end of time But those kids were chanting in the moonlight We see you, we love you And they were right to think that they were shining Brighter than the dull-eyed pigs I think the world is a rubber band I think we’re slipping in and out of the pool I think an hourglass is different than quicksand I think it’s cool Let me see that bounce Let me see that sway You have nothing to renounce anymore anyway No needle and no thread To sew the head back on your spirit You have nothing to renounce anymore so let me hear it You are the bloodhound who cries just to hear it In many ways I am the same I admit it But you’re the one who does it with no spirit So cover your body in snow Just to say you told me so Then go stay with Mary’s other little lambs Lying face down is insane When the grey mist and the rain Are just harbingers of rainbows unfolding While your head is in the sand I think the world is a rubber band I think we’re slipping in and out of the pool I think an hourglass is different than quicksand I think it’s cool
2.	How We Have to Live 04:22	lyrics	buy track
Wouldn’t it be great if we could live the way we lived when we just laid across the trail “Money Changes Everything” is both a wicked tune and cautionary tale For the record I was never down to cut the faces from the photos on the shelf I wouldn’t change a thing but now it’s how we have to live versus living with ourselves It’s how we have to live versus living with ourselves The shower head was broken so they drove down to the pool for a steam and then a swim They had come to love the customs of the Baltic Sea and being naked with their friends But stepping down into the icy water they felt alone and then their bones went cold as hell They wouldn’t change a thing but now it’s how they have to live versus living with themselves It’s how we have to live versus how we have to live with ourselves... Laying in the grass I sometimes wonder if I haven’t in some ways already died Then I think of course I have and so has any person who just burns to stay alive Let your body fold into the shape that feels most bearable and listen for the bell I wouldn’t change a thing but now it’s how we have to live versus living with ourselves It’s how we have to live versus how we have to live with ourselves...
3.	Cut the Eyeholes Out So I Can See 07:01	lyrics	buy track
We should make a moat around the house Fill it up with sharks and four leaf clovers When they come to say the war is over We can pull our shirts over our heads Will we be here now until we’re dead Frozen in the crystal looking out Flying up and down the spiral stairs Isn’t crying like a kind of prayer Isn’t laughter like a kind of grace Isn’t that a lot of sun upon the prince’s face Should we stay inside again today Do you really know how much I need you I will never mean to drink the medicine cabinet dry I will never mean to make you cry You said it’s just another pixel on the screen I said come on with the scissors don’t be mean Cut the eyeholes out so I can see Cut the eyeholes out so I can see If it’s fine for you it’s fine for me Just cut the eyeholes out so I can see Isn’t laughter like a kind of grace Isn’t that a lot of sun upon the prince’s face Should we stay inside again today Do you know how much I really need you When we’re standing at this window Standing at this window That we made We should make a moat around the house Fill it up with sharks and four leaf clovers When they come to say the war is over We can pull our shirts over our heads
4.	My Puppeteer 03:00	lyrics	buy track
What kind of joke is this I put down the fix like you said A rope around the wrist Was never a part of our deal If I’m a clown for you Why all the wax on your lip I rock around for you When you so much as kiss the cross bar My puppeteer It’s just like the bad old times You call all tunes, and I call you all mine Turns out the torch’s flame Is nothing but paper mache But I go on anyway I want to make a fool of both of us I want you to lose I want you to lose control My puppeteer It’s just like the bad old times You call all tunes, and I call you all mine
5.	Bone Grey 04:07	lyrics	buy track
The sky has turned bone grey Bone grey And we, peering out from behind the angel’s door Are doing okay We used to sing about fire Now we sing about smoke Bone grey And when we dream about the future We miss you being there And when we dream about the future All the kids are carving up their spears They say it’s all in the clouds We say our heads are already in the clouds anyway Bone grey The sky as turned bone grey Bone grey And we, peering out from behind the angel’s door Are doing okay I scratched an X into the floor with my last piece of gold And said this will do As the place where they first see my ghost Someone put a hex on my mood board It only radiates the blues now And I am cutting up words like Crestfallen And reaching for the glue When we think about the music We try to think like dancers But when we dance We try not to think about the music When we dance We just dance We dance The sky Has turned bone grey Bone grey... The sky has turned bone grey Bone grey... And we—we used to sing about fire Now we sing about smoke But we—bone grey—peering out from behind the angel’s door Are doing okay
6.	My Muscles Are Fine 04:00	lyrics	buy track
My muscles are fine, it’s in my fucking bones Let me lean into the line I mean the ocean is only as deep as leviathan goes But he goes on down, and I’m old now The surface is quiet, the sunshine has shone My muscles are fine, it’s in my fucking bones Let me lean into the line I mean my fathers were into carving shit into stone You look good the way you wear the fabric of time I just tie it to the post and hope the wind blows me back to 2009 My muscles are fine, it’s in my fucking bones Let me lean into the line I mean some moments are so good it’s like they never actually happened So look inside every ship inside a bottle that you find All this will be mine, even if it means filling it with sorrow It’s somewhere to go Somewhere to go My muscles are fine, it’s in my fucking bones Let me lean into the line I mean I’m glad my sadness is just some bad fiction But when parties start up again I will still not have a thing to wear Oh what would I do, if sadness came true The surface is quiet, the sunshine has shone Let me lean into the line I mean that despite how it looks I am not turning into some ocean monster who forgets his way home But I won’t regret the good times My muscles are fine, it’s in my fucking bones It’s somewhere to go Somewhere to go It’s somewhere to go, and it’s Someone to know, and it’s One way to be, and it’s One way to go, and it’s Someone to please, and it’s Somewhere to go
7.	Overcast Afternoon 04:00	lyrics	buy track
We turn on the radio And all we hear is thunder We take our glasses off and We smash them up The countryside is plundered Of all that it can offer We know cuz we’re the hawks who Snatched it up There’s gonna be a revolution Just as soon as we’ve finished our meal For now we sleep like rocks On the top of the hill A dreamer will hover Ever along the edge Ever insufferable Ever in love with it all The conspiracists are weaving Tapestries on the loom The podcasters are dooming On an overcast afternoon Another darling fallen We all will see them soon A crystal ball is calling On an overcast afternoon Can’t go back to the village It’s been pillaged Everywhere men in their giant trucks Everywhere vandals and violent fucks The days are getting shorter The nights are without number In the morning we will wonder How we got here again Did we roll like rocks From the top of the hill Where conspiracists are weaving Tapestries on the loom The podcasters are dooming On an overcast afternoon Another darling fallen We all will see them soon A crystal ball is calling On an overcast afternoon
8.	New Kind of Summer of Love 04:20	lyrics	buy track
You broke the record high again Your babes are high and dry again A flicker from the wheel A fever in the village How else did you think it would be Did you think that shutting your eyes would make all of it free Your churches are on fire and that’s better than you deserve And everybody heard Your dummy crashing to the ground A child smiled at the sound Now the truth about angels is getting around How else did you think it would go Did you think that the reaper would let you not reap what you sow It’s a new kind of summer of love It’s a new kind of summer of love The blindfolds are scattered on the shore And everyone can see that your mouth is full of thorns, oh It’s a new kind of summer of love Sit and watch your life go by The kitten caught the firefly The hedges in the hedge maze are growing tall But the older growth will have to fall Oh, and all these old paths so worn in your skull Did you think that you wouldn’t have to follow them anywhere At all New kind of summer of love...
9.	Hanging Off the Edge 04:22	lyrics	buy track
Do you think that we made a mistake When we made ourselves disappear Or is it insane to go pulling on strings Hanging off the edge of the end of this year First came the death of old ways Then came the birth of the new Laying a crown on our two headed self Because we don’t know what else we can do It’s a fanciful question For you And it hasn’t stopped raining for days now And the water is coming through the walls And we’ve all been coming through the walls Hanging of the edge of the end of this year One thing made clear Where are little angels are When we came here I couldn’t see them anywhere Now we’re poisoned And I can see them floating there I can see them floating there You know that I want to live with you And you know that you’re what I live for But what would you say if I was to say I don’t think we should live here anymore It’s just a fanciful question For you
10.	Chisel Chisel Stone Stone 04:57	lyrics	buy track
I cried all the way All the way to the crying room I tried not to stay A stick tied with straw tried not to be a broom Chisel chisel stone stone An optimistic beast Tried to be more than just a creature Stood up on two feet And broke them both under the weight of its own nature Chisel chisel stone stone You can hurt me for free Circa 2020 You can hurt me for free Circa 2020 You can hurt me for free Circa 2020 But come 2021 You’ll have to carve me away

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Since the start of 2019, Spencer Krug has posted a new song to his Patreon page every month. The songs on the aptly named Twenty Twenty Twenty Twenty One are selected from those posted throughout 2020 and 2021, and remixed and remastered here into one album. This latest solo work from Krug is laced with the vague sense of anxiety that the world provided so many of us during those years, but was also made while he entered into the chaotic, blissful fog of parenthood, and so contains a necessary dose of optimism.

While no stranger to self-producing, 2020 and 2021 found Krug diving deeper than ever into the possibilities of his home setup, and therein refining a distinct blend of richly analog-acoustic with unabashedly artificial sounds. This self-aware juxtaposition is the texture making up a lot of the album, adorned as always with Krug’s half-baked, confessionalist poetry; ill-informed takes and recluse-revelations sung out from within his backyard studio.

Living in rural Vancouver Island, loosely watching humankind repeatedly unravel and then gather itself again, from the safe, sleepy vantage point of a new father keeping himself and his family away from most others, locked in a beautiful, boring bubble, wherein every day, every month, is a kind of recurring dream, bright yet slightly troubled, a quiet walk down a too-familiar country road, the cooing of the baby who doesn’t yet know… Krug has unwittingly made a collection of sonic journal entries in Twenty Twenty Twenty Twenty One, each one guarded yet celebratory, cynical yet hopeful.

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released June 17, 2022

All songs written and recorded by Spencer Krug, posted to patreon.com/spencerkrug throughout the years 2020 and 2021, and remixed for this LP with the help of Jordan Koop at The Noise Floor. Drums added to “New Kind of Summer of Love” by Mark Wheaton. Mastered by Harris Newman at Grey Market Mastering. Cover photos by Spencer Krug. Cursive by Genevieve Hill. Layout by Brad Lynham. A huge thanks to all subscribers on Patreon, who more or less financed this thing, and to Julia, without whose help and input this LP would never have been made.

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Spencer Krug is central to a handful of projects (Sunset Rubdown, Wolf Parade, Moonface, Swan Lake), and has been on a number of labels (Sub Pop, Jagjaguwar, Paper Bag, Royal Mountain, Global Symphonic, Absolutely Kosher.) Pronounced Kroog is the self-made label on which he now releases new music under his own name, as well as reissues from past projects. ... more

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