Find Your Mind EP

by Weekend Greg

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we wanted to make dancey music in odd time signatures.

we wanted to use noise and texture more.



released January 5, 2017


Jon Mirsky - lead guitar, vocals, feedback, photosensor
Hank Zwaan - guitar, synthesizers, vocals, contact microphone, tape
Denzil Leach - bass guitar, vocals, feedback, photosensor
Lucas Carroll - drums, percussion



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Weekend Greg Boston, Massachusetts

Henry and Jon have this friend named Greg. They only get to see him on the weekend. So, our band is called Weekend Greg.

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Track Name: Astro Dump
Why don't we send trump to space
From there, our land already seems great 
No troubles, no walls, no people at all
Just mountains, and mountains don't hate 

I think he'd make a wonderful comet 
A chance that money can't buy 
We'd shiver from magnetic white fear 
But only every thousand years 

From space the Arctic melting 
Blooms like baldness on an elderly head 
And every bombing we fund in Yemen for fun 
Is a sad scar forming instead 

Is it old age in this Earth 
Or cancer in her skin
Or are we the brain in this body 
Thinking of suicide again 

Is a comet capable of disbelief 
And a mountain of feeling fear 
Can my mind go and meet the horizon
And then find its way back here 
Track Name: Find Your Mind
there's little bits of color running circles around me
and sometimes I don't know what it is to see
there must have been some time I forgot about
when everything inside my head fell out of my mouth

earth is round and rock and spinning
we've known from beginning

when it's time, we're gonna find your mind

my body is a plastic bag
and everybody: I don't think we have everything we think we have
I know it's not the way some people would have me believe
they say "I'm not inside of my brain, my brain is inside of me!"

my cells inside me rearrange
I respond to my name

when it's time, we're gonna find your mind