Mirror Phrase

by Mariage Blanc

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    releases November 16, 2018

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1.
Gravel Shrines
2.
04:30
3.
The Loom
4.
Losing Touch
5.
Angela
6.
Seventh Seal
7.
Stale Icon
8.
Fatally Connected
9.
Revenant Age

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releases November 16, 2018

Mirror Phrase was recorded between January 2017 and July 2018 at Mariage Blanc’s studio in Pittsburgh, PA. It was mixed and co-produced by Beau Sorenson in July 2018 at Tiny Telephone, Oakland, California.

Mariage Blanc:

Matt Ceraso – guitars, vocals, synthesizers, wurlitzer, mellotron
Joshua Dotson – bass, synthesizers, drum programming
Rich Kawood – drums
Josh Kretzmer – guitars, synthesizers, mellotron, engineering

Additional musicians:

Dane Adelman – trumpets on The Loom
Billy Ambergris—saxophones on The Loom
David Bernabo – string arrangement on Angela and Seventh Seal
Read Connelly – pedal steel on Stale Icon
Greg Decarolis – wurlitzer on Stale Icon
David Harding – strings on Angela and Seventh Seal

Artwork by Stephanie Tsong
Typography by Joshua Dotson

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Track Name: Ghostwriter
A bloodshed modesty, what a sight the dusk dragged in
I can move like a crosswalk phantom or photographic lens
And let the light pass through

We’re too old to fear the dark, but we’re not too old to lie
When time gets away from me the machine can be my guide
A calculated truth


Voices escaping through the space beneath my door
Ghostwriting ransoms that I’ve heard somewhere before
But was it modern life, was it in my mind?


Disguised as memories, we could redesign our form
Dissolved like a slice of fiction, dimensionless and warm
A cultivated low
It’s all velvet dialect when I play the perfect host
Collect my genetic pension and filter out the stones
In tactical repose


Voices escaping through the space beneath my door
Ghostwriting ransoms that I’ve heard somewhere before
But was it modern life, was it in my mind?


And when I finally breathe in the circumstance,
Unfolding answers along the way
Conscious of all my friends’ pedestrian decay


Voices escaping through the space beneath my door
Ghostwriting ransoms that I’ve heard somewhere before
But was it modern life, was it in my mind?