Urban Prairie

by No More Parachutes

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released May 20, 2016

Recorded by Grimmpop audio fall/winter 2015.
Mixed and mastered by Jeanot Rolland-Lewis.
Keyboards by Andrew Parker Peterson.

No More Parachutes is:
Adam Shumaker - Bass/Vocals
Jeff Smith - Guitar/Vocals
Dusty Grimm - Drums/Vocals

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No More Parachutes Portland, Oregon

Nominated by The Deli Magazine as "A Favorite Emerging Portland Artist of 2012."

"No More Parachutes are conduits of an explosive energy. Through their punk-infused rock anthems the trio showcase a driven kineticism balanced by dynamic arrangements and a youthful nostalgia." - Benjamin Toledo, DELI MAGAZINE ... more

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Track Name: Cure For Your Halo
we are the monuments
to childhood cataclysms
diminishing distance
disrupting revision
and holding back the tears
so they can linger always
never to dry away
better off unclaimed
better the cheeks unstained

so now your avatar
begins to show its wear
and you must leave behind
the burdens you can’t bear
nearer the tigers creep
closer to desolation
don’t force a happy ending
from bad information
it won’t increase your station

we’ve got the cure for your halo
come see if it’s worth it
in the end

the low October sun
is always hanging ‘round
desperately clinging to
scraps of summer
look how it stares at us
“why don’t you take a picture?”
let’s take this good time
down underground
where shadows can’t be found

[chorus]

glass houses
crystal gardens
crushed to dust
no one there to guard them

don’t act so confused
you knew this could happen to you

I tried to be what you want me to be
but you’ll never catch me now
Track Name: Sold Me Down The River
Try walking backwards to see where you’ve been
Said that it’s wrong but you did it again
Here’s the part where blame comes in, my friend
Speak up if you see something ain’t right
Or smash all the mirrors and shut off the lights, it’s fine
I don’t mind

Sold me down the river
But luckily, I learned how to swim

Dust on the raindrops cobwebs in the sky
Hurry the quicksand is starting to dry
By the way, can I catch a ride?
The seeking is what you never could find
Digging through treasure while going blind
It’s a shame to see. A shame it wasn’t me
But I don’t mind

Sold me down the river
But luckily, I learned how to swim
Sold the stones and the silt and dirt
And then you found rock bottom
Track Name: Abject Failure
Look at me
I’m a rock and roll star
I’m an abject failure

Look at me
I’m a pop culture icon
of the trashes and the sewers

Humility
He’s my best friend forever
don’t you worry baby

So long to my show business days
it’s been a long time coming
so long to those broadway plays
that I never even wrote

Too young for retirement age
but I don’t give a damn
god damn what a terrible shame
about my future

Therapy comes in four gauge sizes
E, A, D, G

Neurotic vibes
it’s the ocean that I swim in
every waking hour

So long to my show business days
it’s been a long time coming
so long to those broadway plays
that I never even wrote

Too young for retirement age
but I don’t give a damn
god damn what a terrible shame
about my future
Track Name: Robin's Song
In the channels in between slapdash social balancing
Your touch lingered, I was stirred. It must have slipped my mind to turn away
Beginning to entertain that all love’s lies are not in vain
I’m so quick to call out “mockery!” Whistleblower to every crooked scheme
It takes its toll on me

I ask the Robin, “what’s the song for tomorrow?”
“Keep on repeating, so I can start to follow.”

Right at home in walls of stone until you crept into my bones
Hair was dampened by the rain, the memories are all ingrained
Like a chill cutting through, another midnight welcomes the thought of you
It’s been so long I hardly remember this particular anxious energy
It’s getting hold of me

I ask the Robin, “what’s the song for tomorrow?”
“Keep on repeating, so I can start to follow.”

In the channels in between slapdash social balancing
could it be there’s room for things? Like you maybe might prefer me
Track Name: Meet Me In The Silence
I adorn myself in strange ways
stare at the computer screen for hours
slip into a coma in my bed
every window I know is closed

Crack apart and spend some time alone
feel a rush of blood and get on the phone
harbor a grudge inside this urgency
get me off the line, it’s an emergency

Death is a bed, it’s an easy sleep
Meet me in the silence
For now I’ll make some protest noise
Swallow up the emptiness
Meet me in the silence
For now I’ll make some protest noise

May it echo on at least a couple beats
May it fill the air around these silent streets

Suburban home, you have no place for me
I don’t need your superficial domesticity
we’re all the same now, that’s what I fear
don’t try and change my mind, I’m stubborn here

Sentenced to solitary confinement
more like agoraphobic refinement
I’ve got my doctor, I’ve got my nurse
Gotta say I feel just like Patty Hearst

Death is a bed, it’s an easy sleep
Meet me in the silence
For now I’ll make some protest noise
Swallow up the emptiness
Meet me in the silence
For now I’ll make some protest noise

Just writing protest songs
About the way we’ve been living

If I could make commonplace feel new
Traffic patterns changed and so did you
Backsliding is all I meant to do
Backsliding, it’s what we’re meant to do
Was I floating up, or was I sinking down
I’m sure we met on middle ground

Death is a bed, it’s an easy sleep
Meet me in the silence
For now I’ll make some protest noise
Swallow up the emptiness
Meet me in the silence
For now I’ll make some protest noise
Track Name: Knifeblood 100
Let’s forget about yesterday
And find a new tomorrow like it’s broken and cindered
How’s the baby how’s the job how’s the family getting along?

Fresh water in my hands falling down
I can see us in the cracks up above through the floorboards
How’s the food how’s my daughter guess we’ll take it just a little bit further

You supply the knife
I’ll supply the blood
Take your time
I’m still hanging by my lifeline

Maybe I will find my killer tonight
I’ll have to comprehend this trail of my own blood
Maybe better going home nice sweater think we’re getting somewhere

When we’re taking long walks in the sky
I just die when you laugh and this craft is our beacon
big hands 4 times squeeze tight leave the light on tonight

You supply the knife
I’ll supply the blood
Take your time
I’m still hanging by my lifeline
Track Name: Urban Prairie
Struck like a white light. A match, a flame ignites
the jailbreak of a thought so plain that we never saw it hiding in the inkblot where it lay
where it lay, on a whim. I would have never suspected it

Plans stretched out across the landscape. Not one blueprint takes shape
Ten more blocks of urban prairie taking space up in your mind

Raised the stakes when you made those claims. A “truth” all set to be ordained
But like orphaned socks and impossibly tangled knots
You can’t stop interference from breeding in the dark
In the dark, on a whim. I don’t think he suspected it

Plans stretched out across the landscape. Not one blueprint takes shape
Ten more blocks of urban prairie taking space up in your mind
And all this time seemed so sublime.

A darkness deep, most comforting. Go sleep it off. Reset it.

If I saw him on this day I wrote down every word I’d say but it would come ten years too late
I spent too long hanging out among the trees, too long drifting out along the breeze

Plans stretched out across the landscape. Not one blueprint takes shape
Ten more blocks of urban prairie taking space up in your mind
And all this time seemed so sublime.
Track Name: The Branches And The Leaves
Radio's on television talking with a hat
Branches are walking towards castle walls
Feeling small
Leaves inside the fortress feel the presence of them all
But the King forbids the brothers from reuniting
he makes the call

Stop the killing makes no sense
Falling all over each other
Robbing the lives of our brothers
But you do what you can

fifteen days into the future as far as I could see
Things were going to be very much different for me

Stop the killing makes no sense
Falling all over each other
Robbing the lives of our brothers
but you do what you can

I think my mind is made I’m free as what I say
I will never win Im playing games that I will never play
Track Name: Lake Oswego
Where I-5 meets 217
I make my way I live and breathe
I laugh and smile, I kick and scream
where I5 meets 217
In Tigard: “A place to call home”
But past your garish gilded gates
you watch with scorn my every day
You spit on me, it dries away
like your precious fucking gated lake will someday
Lake Oswego?
How ‘bout we not go to Lake Oswego

Take me back to my city. I can’t stand another day

I see how you maintain your pose by pulling up the roots of those
lucky enough to be exposed to trust accounts and credit growth
you catch them sleeping in their sunday best
But when it all comes crashing down I’ll be standing on higher ground
in my safe haven that I found it’s where I’m from it’s my hometown of Tigard
C’mon try it out

Now we’re gaining steam. Bursting at the seams
Where I5 meets 217

Take me back to my city. I can’t stand another day
Luxury cars and fading high school stars. No I won’t join your clique