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Field Notes

by Sims

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1.
L'Audace 04:34
Have the miles tamed you? I could change that. Pick apart the order blind and the former stop pick apart the little lines and the borders drop and that’s where I am traveling to the edges like I’m Shackleton win hard, lose hard, but I don’t abandon ship throw the raft away let the roar take place understand that there is no safe just nets in the way trying to hold my shape in my wake I want freedom, I want poetry, I want danger, I want sin I’m a heretic, I am arrogant, I’m American, now let’s begin in the core of the storm, when it rips up the floorboards and it gets to your forlorn heart yeah we’re all war torn but I go so lightly, lightly and bottle that lightning that’s stored up inside me to incite those like me they’re looking for juice, I’m looking for pulp they’re looking for a purpose, I’m looking for a pulse don’t gimme fiction, gimme fire, I won’t be pacified you feel your chest drumming? you feel them strings humming? That’s blood. Vibrate. Vibrate. Have the miles tamed you? I could change that. And we could argue about what constitutes insane who’s got the tooth and who is subdued but that is inane we could run blame or we could be flame, I’ll leave it you I’m taking the stairs, lames wait for the lift I’m changing the shape, round off the square scared? stand there and stare, or move throw em a rope, we’re leaving tonight I cannot build in the sand there are no lines there are no maps there is no plan we might not make it but damn we’ll be gutty, and that’ll be something I want freedom, I want poetry, I want danger, let’s get bloody I’m bleaching the bones of each of these old ideas and ideals and they’re welcome too but they’re busy cleaning the throne for the same old same old, without backbone I’m at the Sedlec catacombs thinking about permanence and ephemeral set it in let it go I’m high concept and a few loose brush strokes I’m light it up, I’m see what glows, and I’m fully woke I dance like dice rolling I’m out here tightroping I leave that mic broken, your mind open, and that mold broke in two Give me bold, give me brave, give me weak build it up, tear it down, take a piece make it loud, make it growl like a beast I’m the fire in the belly and it speaks like it’s wild like it’s now, like it’s free like it’s all that it is, like it’s me take the wind or the feet, take the win or defeat Have the miles tamed you? I can change that.
2.
SIMS JONG IL 02:45
Well I stepped up my cleats on and that chin music is my theme song that brush off, that write off, I just use that as a deduction that mean mugging don’t mean nothing hold the line, I play the whole 9 I steal second, I scrape for mine you can take the signs or you can pay no mind I’m on the verge, hold the sermon like I told the purists, if I played it safe I would’ve sold insurance so I kill it ’til it’s dead, till it ’til it grows get it on the road then tour it ’til it’s old like any good crow I never tip toe around a motherfucking straw man make me like amen, or god damn, or something like money for nothing in common I came up on ramen nine of us and we’re lining up and you must be high on that diamond dust now I’m grinding out until my time is up I didn’t come to play games, I came to win I get it in then I’m in the wind and I ain’t no average citizen I ain’t living in that bitter end I come to stack my dividends and then bounce I am the chem trail in your easy mac Sims Jong Il to all you Tumbl’ing amnesiacs faking funk and celiacs got me out here feeling old on my Holden Caulfield calling phony I’m from the land of Uncle Ole’s yelling fuck the police Axel Foley your magic kingdom, leave a mess on your linoleum In the kitchen with a downgraded Pluto enriching Plutonium these molly poppers went too based, looking Rob Ford that ain’t flavor that’s Kool Aid, you’re skating on a long board I’m taking shots singing C-Murder until I wind up on the floor then I’m Hasselhoffing this cheeseburger, call you up around four I’m Nick Caging this Vegas, I’m lighting up these stages they say baseless shit to get famous, they're Jim Rome, they’re Skip Bayless sunglasses and bail money, my cunning and my homies we’re running, we’re hungry, you stay praying on some pony stay blue Lonely Boy, southsider, outlier, the gasoline to your house fire and I ride this shit ’til there are no tires I didn’t come to play games, I came to win I get it in then I’m in the wind and I ain’t no average citizen I ain’t living in that bitter end I come to stack my dividends and then bounce
3.
Uh Huh 04:45
The place I’m standing in, planted with mannequins painted in their calendars, it’s dinner with the Blandersons talk about their business and the stale ideas they champion Christian Coalition save the sinners on the campuses they pulled their weapons out, they had a banner year I know no prison I just yell it in their ear I know no average men, I’m stone cold analyst behind those pearly eyes evil I recognize what’s happening uh huh, uh huh, they think they’re pulling one over uh huh, uh huh, and they keep telling me that it’s over Now I ain’t no atheist aching or making blanketed statements I’ll just say it, they way they play it is dangerous which last day is it? who do I save again? who am I pagan then? I’m lost, I’m gone the rest gonna pay the cost for you to bear that cross ending of the clear-cut path, follow but you end up lost won’t come back, y’all know that, I suggest you throttle back but instead you’re on the gas, the match, the scratch you make the world go boom gonna end it too soon, so I left the room the things they say, they things they do I’m anti red and anti blue I could’ve shut my mouth after Bad Time Zoo but then there’s you uh huh, uh huh, they think they’re pulling one over uh huh, uh huh, and they keep telling me that it’s over now you knew it it’s fruitless like a rhyme with oranges the results are manufactured like a war on christmas a distraction from the war between the muslims and christians and you get like, “eww, shit, well that’s none of my business” and I ain’t no judge or jury but you’re spending my taxes and the tactics in practice are indefensibly backwards the problem with dominance is the outcome is ominous honest to god none of them are honest to god they insist that it’s this, or that’s it take a buck but they wont give an inch who’s convinced? the things they say, they things they do I’m anti red and anti blue I could’ve shut my mouth after Bad Time Zoo but then there’s you uh huh, uh huh, they think they’re pulling one over uh huh, uh huh, and they keep telling me that it’s over Okay, there’s Pat, and Jack, and Roxanne with a new spin and a new plan on an old planet with no room for me to stand so I’ll drink this Kool Aid and I’ll catch this comet a common climate there’s no air up there, down here but I got long hair, don’t care, caveman furthermore my ancestors never rode on dinosaurs I’ve been having this argument for 6,000 years and it only brought me here but I only state facts, they disregard math they say he’s on the way back and they legislate that so I talk shit and hold my dick like, “you don’t know nothing” sell me another last day and see if I give you something uh huh
4.
I was plucked from the sky pulled down into the the black goo an evil surrounded me now I’m trying to pull my way back through maybe I was running too fast too locked in, too cocky, too close to the sun needed to be burned on down well that’s how it turned out I’m not sure if I believe in god but there’s a force that’ll even odds leave your logic flawed leave you saying (insert black block_ PAPES) maybe that was code pull me off the road because I went too far from home maybe that was wrong but I’ll never know it goes exactly how it goes and supposing doesn't get me closer to what would’ve been tally the wins, rally the loss, put wind in the sails me and my chick, she’s bad as fuck, we on that no matter what shit we ain’t noting to fuck with same as the crew I grew up with from the downswing to the uptick the mud don’t get as thick as the blood and a motherfucker don’t quit ever he just learns how to trudge so where you are it’s a call out, roof gone, walls out no sir, no sale, I will see you in hell from the bell to the tomb I’m all out even lost on the rockiest road I wouldn't take another way even on the darkest night, even on the coldest day and I’ll never know if that was right until it’s too late so I guess I’ll do this my way I vibrate like five strings doing solos around the whole globe and I expand like rubber bands show you how low can a soul go and I snap in half and I put it back, no illusions I go into with no delusions I don’t know it I just fucking do it, ain’t nothing too it fear has got no business here but it don’t disappear it just lives near and I let that settle, prove my mettle and I never peddle that sentimental call my manager, tell him I don’t give a fuck should’ve quit years ago a buck? god damn it I do what I love and all my heroes are broke even lost on the rockiest road I wouldn't take another way even on the darkest night, even on the coldest day and I’ll never know if that was right until it’s too late so I guess I’ll do this my way I push until I break then I find me some tape been that way since I was a boy and I found that it snaps when it’s wound too tight now I do it lightly with time to enjoy when I get picked off by scope or claw I land with style like I planned it out make it work like hand-me-downs with a fresh new cut to sing about even lost on the rockiest road I wouldn't take another way even on the darkest night, even on the coldest day and I’ll never know if that was right until it’s too late so I guess I’ll do this my way
5.
Don’t call the cops, they don’t work for us put your hands in cuffs you know who runs this shit you know what runs this shit head of flesh, pound of steam piggy see your pocket, pick it clean but is that what we need, a common enemy? we imagine but we do nothing ketamine but what is there to do for real? who brought the stone? who brought the steel? watch what they guard in riot not about your feels no rules it’s just deals the fever couldn’t be more metered on the take and couldn’t seem more eager and these are you leaders bend their will to what the CEO needed don’t write your rep, they don’t rep you with no respect due they don’t even know what they’re repping now when the lobby is bigger than the house got me thinking about what I should build and what I should leave If there’s an out or if I should grab me a piece then I look at em feed, hook in their mouth, shuffle their feet as if that ever mattered to me I don’t do that dance I just move like this I just bump my beat tell em who that is yes, I play that game but no, it’s not the same and no, I’m not alone fuck it when it Rome I should let you know the tide is rising over here and we can’t float on hope I ain’t sinking on this god damn boat pull up the anchors hang em with our last length of rope they say put em up I don’t think so bank says give it up I don’t think so so let’s mix it up watch where the money goes blank whole city taking that bait I’m thinking no way, I refuse to beg mind what I pay if free is what I really want they got law they got cuffs they got guns that they bust but we got us and they don't I was just thinking without being too clever that we could better but what‘s that resemble? beat em at their own game or break and dismantle see the coppers are in pocket and the coffers corrupt and the whole continent feels about to erupt this is not a call to arms or to fill up a coffin the alarm been ringing, this bring us and option I won’t be run over lying down not now they say put em up I don’t think so bank says give it up I don’t think so so let’s mix it up watch where the money goes blank whole city taking that bait I’m thinking no way, I refuse to beg mind what I pay if free is what I really want we got crushed we got lit but we got rough we got grit and we got us and they don't
6.
The Whale 03:36
All you ever seem to say is, “probably not today” and all you ever seem to do is come up with some new excuses and I was reaching out but hey, I can’t wait forever And it’s true, that new development burning element took your home from you forced your hand to move nothing else to do high demand no other plan you’ve got everything to lose she’s yelling always, all day she takes your shit to the hallway you’re quiet, you hide it but your eyes tell what you won’t say you feel bad, smoke good think about your own dad and how could you carve your name in that rosewood you drink, you sniff, you pop that might get you through the evening god dam this hell is hot you flirt, you touch, you fuck that might get you to the AM might change a bit of luck it’s that violence under your eyelids you swim to the closest island so busy emptying the bottle you didn't see the message you passed over those passing ships staring at your wreckage and you closed every door while I was there ready to step in all the noise can’t prepare you for how quiet that storm gets the whale the whale the whale the harpoon the whale And I was mad at how you shut me out how many second chances that you get and fuck up and I scream get over it knuckle up you fucking chump and I know enough but that’s not enough you’re loyal as a dog and you’re sick as one as well you try to hide your eyes but everyone can tell you’re so far beneath the floor that you can’t even see the ceiling waiting on that good old that good old feeling that knot in your pocket to stop you from sobbing puts a block in your thoughts but it’s not stopping your problems and I want to say something but I’m afraid that’ll be nothing that all you’l hear is a judgement like somehow I’m above it so I turn a cheek and I walk away but just this week I heard them say what you do with your pay and I felt pain, and I felt shame and I’ve done this once before when I tried to save my old man from chasing that fish out to sea but he was too far out of reach lucky me, he hit bottom washed up safely on the beach not the same for Mikey R.I.P EYE I think about him every week I think about you even more hoping you’ll find peace at war or tell yourself to cease fire I wrote this in place of writing you a eulogy so please excuse my use of— it’s not my usually the whale the whale the whale the harpoon the whale
7.
You’re all waiting, yeah we’re all waiting for the call on the telephone When I laughed back at the laugh track I laughed hard from all my soft parts and my smarts tempted to fix it to fit it into the rigid edges of what I live in attempted but it didn’t I’m sketching up something different a picture that was never pitched on thirty second clips, this is it and no amount of that will reconcile what’s missing, or isn’t but don’t it beckon louder if you listen there’s goes the recipe find the pressure that’s pressing me then tempter my tendencies too much to render a memory or forge an identity at the edge of my empathy, I’ve had enough and the walls they just might cave or I just might find that train to come and take me away but it’s sealed in cellophane, a melamine escape what better way to celebrate while I sit and waste the hell away? We’re all waiting, yeah we’re all waiting for the call on the telephone Hold on tight she begged me dearly I promise darling, I’ll won’t let you go The city lights seemed to dance so clearly behind the soft focus of the falling snow huddled close as the wind came tearing through the concrete canyon my fingers long since lost their feeling but I could feel hers creeping underneath my coat or that one summer evening in the grass, fireworks above we laughed between our kissing as the ash rained down on us and I never even looked to the sky to see the explosions of light every rocket took flight was reflected alive in the pale blue eyes of my love but I’ve never seen her before she just lived when my eyes closed but I could feel her so real, I swear her lips grazed my ear lobe I seen our family grow I lived those problems we faced I memorized her every line and know just how her skin tastes  so go on and leave me to rest speak only sweetness on breath cause in my dreams we live and breathe and when I awake I am dead but that’s just tricks of the mind the lie the loneliness buys some dreams are so damn beautiful you hope you never wake up You’re all waiting, yeah we’re all waiting for the call on the telephone And I’ve always got one eye on the clock and a nagging thought, something else and I knew it and it may not stop and it might be my ruin a spinning top on top of my “what the hell am I doing?” but this is it, this is the place, don’t let that high go to waste I can’t pull me down I don’t care what grass what shade I’m a turbine spinning blade I’m an oil rig drilling but it runs me dry sometimes I stare at your picture wondering how did I get here and compare your time to mine but that’ll get me nowhere probably I could blame it on the human body evolution of the movement sloppy breaker, breaker, does someone copy? With my hands up and my guard down and it pumped up, but it let down and it said jump but I stayed ground and nothing happened but something happened There goes the recipe find the pressure that’s pressing me then temper my tendencies too much to the edge of my empathy maybe I’ve had enough

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released September 2, 2014

All Songs Written by Sims
Executive Producer: Lazerbeak
Engineering and Mixing: Adam Krinsky at Bellows
Mastering: Bruce Templeton at Magneto Mastering

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Sims Minneapolis, Minnesota

Life and loss and dance parties. Sex and love and fractal math. Sims wrote More Than Ever last winter in the wake of some personally trying times: death and sickness in his immediate circle of friends and family. And he decided that the only acceptable answer to big loss is big joy—urgent, defiant, unapologetic joy. ... more

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