Edition of 100 pro-dubbed clear chrome tapes. Packaged with full color J-card with details hand printed on Sekishu paper and folded insert, designed and printed by Jeremy Ferris (jsferris.tumblr.com). Numbered and assembled by hand at LTD Headquarters.
Includes unlimited streaming of Lung cycles
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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Fall 2018 Batch
One copy each of both tapes released in fall 2018, Lung cycles' self-titled album and Hour's Anemone Red. Both tapes include download codes.
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2018 Bundle
One copy of each tape released in 2018, each comes with a download code. Includes:
LTD024 - vierzig skizzen - travels in public
LTD025 - Cla-ras/Lung cycles
LTD026 - naps/Lung cycles
LTD027 - Lung cycles
LTD028 - Hour - Anemone Red
Includes unlimited streaming of Lung cycles
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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Limited Edition Cassette - 2nd Printing
Cassette + Digital Album
Edition of 60 pro-dubbed clear chrome tapes. Packaged with full color J-card featuring new artwork by Jeremy Ferris (jsferris.tumblr.com). Numbered and assembled by hand at LTD Headquarters.
Includes unlimited streaming of Lung cycles
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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lyrics
where else can i find the rush of a crosswalk in new york city?
speed up asshole, i dare you to hit me
i knew and i know that wasn't living
trudging nowhere in a desperate hurry
i can still feel my body unclenching
still in search of smallness, or something of the kind
still wish my brain knew how to cry
still going for walks to clear my mind
still taking refuge in projected light
still i know there must be something better out there for me to find
but living keeps me lonely
spend each night at the movies
walk home and eat some lentil soup
gchat with my buddies
but living keeps me lonely
I know that we're all drowning
walk home on fire
obsessing over what you'd think about me
the pain relief of swimming is conditional and fleeting
there's nothing true that separates my self from my surroundings
but living by the highway makes every night so soothing
the freight train rides through town under the cover of the night scene
it slides along the factories, old metal rustling slowly
I wonder if the world's still there
the horn sounds to remind me