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Jim Cullinane Nice big, wide sound that fills every nook & cranny (in a good way). They may not be Arcade Fire, but this albums a slow burner for sure. Favorite track: Stereomad.
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1.
The MOP 03:39
The MOP clock in, clock out time ticking out of me. don’t got no MOP, so I sell myself away. working minimum wage, no control over anything I create. my mind’s so far away. boss watchin’, must extract every drop from me. numb, divorced from any sense of humanity. working minimum wage, no connection to anything that I make. endless laboring days, wishing I was anywhere but this damn place. my mind’s so far away. deep in debt, keep my head down to keep working. no union, so no voice representing me. why do we work this way? let’s kick out the bosses and run it our way. not for them, but for us, seize control of the MOP and create a new way, from each to all who need.
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Stereomad 04:35
I have suffered in my cell, convict myself locked away, no key I felt the waves of doubt pressing down on top of me. I was wandering in my self I was lost, I was suffering then I saw you standing there shining full of sad beauty when I opened my eyes now saw you there, you were suffering I felt awake, as though I just woke up from a dream I was suffering in my cell but then I fell into your arms, now free we found a way, tore down all those old false boundaries I was waiting by myself killing time, quixotically strangling all the needs that maimed me, oh left me numb with soul aching I was heavy and so weighed down again I felt somewhere lost in me but you stood beside me, oh I hope you know what it meant to me I was struggling with myself convinced that now, alone I’d always be but you changed my mind opened me to hope and love again I was overwhelmed by your eyes, transfixed in time transported out of me we both escape from all of those old false boundaries
3.
Open Door 04:02
I seek with my mind an open door, I burn with a need to always be more expanding walk out of the shade into the light yearn to disinfect myself with sunshine oh, cleanse me. I never sold my core, I’ll never sell you out I fight the seductions that whisper to me rotten lies in a voice of gold I never will back down from what I think is right I’ll never sell the truth for my convenience or as a means to goals I struggle to be a better me, I open myself to life and learning expanding I guard against lazy slow decay resisting the gravitation towards gray and self-loathing
4.
Spidermazes 03:43
Spidermazes in the clouds I can float now in daydreams raining down imagination’s mystery when those spidermazes race within my brain and the droning days dissolve into a haze I escape outside myself and ride my dreams taste the magical always remarkable in form just like ground seeks the sound of falling rain heads need time in the clouds to be sane
5.
Soft 03:53
sink into time, riding lovely flowing sounds meeting of minds, knowing silence, closing eyes no need to speak, don’t break the dream opening wide, and receiving transmissions now deep in the void, contradictions feedback divine no need to speak, don’t break the dream quietly glide, harmonizing into life thinking in song, drifting inward, flowing along no need to speak, don’t break the dream
6.
Hey Man 02:42
Hey Man hey man, where have you gone after all this time? wasting your life in your sorrows, drowning in the dirt. worried, panic’s parade, paranoid refrain, out of control, overwhelming the soul shudders. hey man, why don’t you ever relax and take life as it comes in its way? stop concern. wake up, can you not see that it’s still waiting, for you to revive from self-pity? extinguish the burn.
7.
I Don't Know 03:47
The same everyday all those things that you say but half believe closer you step the more complex it gets can’t be certain every event it has multiple threads all weaving in but causes, effects they don’t always connect just like you think and oh, how the days they keep making their way bitter and sweet the forms that you make they contribute in some way can’t be certain
8.
Everywhere at Dawn morning wakes and takes a yawn dew drops glitter on the lawn oh I soak seeing everywhere at dawn sitting just where I belong oh I hope coffee grains and cinnamon swinging, honking of a horn oh I woke faces filing all along smiling sadness with a yawn oh I spoke
9.
Epicenter 03:18
Epicenter you leave me darling but I won’t let go of all those memories that nourish my soul I see you now with love looking down I feel your strength encouraging me now. you’re amazing positive beliefs disinfect the darkness in me you’re an epicenter of love, sending out waves to wash over us
10.
Sidewalks 03:31
pacing over me, once again you enter my dreams rewind play again, all those years you walked beside me friend. oh those sidewalks turning over now in my mind. oh those sidewalks burning on and on in my mind. wasted hours, regain their power yet I hold on to when we were in song. late night walks and grins, secret miles inside the bliss of skin pain of absentness, curse of habits that no longer fit
11.
Bias 04:28
neurons aligned to fire, shoot on sight inhibit any message not in line a will in place to not see, not think. deification of fear and greed. staring at the void inside your eyes glazed over now by dark, cynical lies go take your share and be somebody go shopping now and be all you can be will you see past what you have known? will you ever question what you’re told? every day a scene of dropping bombs every way to find peace feels cut off we share so much human hopes and dreams love necessary to find meaning scientists and poets ecstasy child’s play and parents’ selfless deeds the seeds are there to find a new way just let the best of ourselves create don’t you tell me there’s no love don’t you tell me there’s no hope
12.
Right Way To Go hey, let’s go those countless lives, desperately strive to see the sun yearning for what was lost before when we were young unconscious knowing, never doubting we belong then the silence grows, the void it moans and on our own, find the right way to go seeking for the meaning ever dancing just beyond our reach we glimpse it here and there when we feel most at home in friends and art and love, but never stays for long so we explore and discover more and create our own, right way to go
13.
tripping on the ground beneath my feet walking into walls in front of me the hemisphere is gray, the rain is pounding hard riding rollercoasters up and down turning in my stomach, nausea try to keep my head above dark waters gathering round me as I… make my way alone again I’ve been wrong as I can be wanted more but I could never say just what I want or what I need. I wanna see another way lifted off the ground, into the air everything around me disappears happiness and satisfaction enclose me but never find the way to stay too long blazes through the mind and then it’s gone tumbled off the trail and lost inside a thousand mazes

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"Steve Higginbotham’s Wheel Workers are spinning after a quiet five-year spell [with] the lush and radiant pop album Unite."- Andrew Dansby, Houston Chronicle; February, 17 2011


"If not careful, you’ll find yourself slipping away into your own daydreams. Perhaps that’s the reason that Unite is written. The lyrics are full of “everyman” struggles of day-to-day life and love. As much as Unite is a personal introspection for Higginbotham via songwriting, it inspires one in the listener...The Wheel Workers might not pull off an indie upset like Arcade Fire winning best new album, but Unite is a record that will demand an audience from a hungry Houston music scene." - Paul Viscontini, The Loop Scoop; February, 14 2011

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released February 14, 2011

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The Wheel Workers are a Texas-based music collective that has been around since 2000.

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