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Jasper's Complaint

by Birth Order

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Darknight What the hell!!, this freaking album is so freaking good, it sounds like Hawk Eyes, Poison The Well and Vision of Disorder just gave birth to the metallic sludge rock beast that is Jasper's Complaint. No complaints here, the whole damn album is insanely heavy and it ROCKS!!!! Come on people you need this record in your life....... Favorite track: Feed.
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nostd Not sure what to compare this to; Poison the Well comes to mind, but it doesn't matter, in fact it's a good thing. I like it anyway. Sorta melodic hardcore? Anyway, listen.
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Now that north is south now that down is up how they nurtured us into a singularity licked our eyes don't know the hour can’t say the names but I know that there's no moral we're not doing that there's no time this is really happening now that north is south now that down is up how we kick the dead how their death gives life social moral spacial displacement plus navigate structured disparities no hope no home need a dose for one hour of moderate clarity despising and coveting every one of us despising and coveting that which is barely even alien
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I’ll only try being four people today and it'll feel like progress going through this do-si-do just to say I'm home asking someone for a smoke who doesn't have a job passive domination washing over me vapid accusations I don't give a shit I don't give a shit tear apart the plastic throw it on the lawn smash it with my face again and again for no goddamn reason a sparrow a horsefly the last of the dumb guys as the evening progresses I start to get it a little there's a guy in the back of my mind attempting prolonged eye contact and I don’t really like this shirt and I don't really like this hat he gets bored and that confuses him he's pissed off but mostly embarrassed five bucks for that on cassette Jesus Christ people
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in honor of all that he did today he proposes no toast and neither do they but that's how it goes when there's posters of men on the moon on the wall and you are a joke saw him climbing up the ladder leaned against their house stunning just to see him mouthing everything you see is yours see him standing up there arms against his sides sun rising behind him everyone is gone he lays the stone down softly locked out of houses god-damning some lottery scratching an itch in your phone grinding it down to a gravel with paver stones cutting your legs off and shoving it up in the bones if things don't work out the way I imagined it tell the kids I went out taking on a feral dog trying to catch a bullet in my teeth or I flipped the fuckin car just tell them that I died he looks down from the rooftop at the sidewalk with a look of bewilderment behind his eyes believes in himself and his chosen vocation nothing's really wrong but concrete only on his mind
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Feed 05:43
there are several bags of garbage huddled on the porch I will remove them then I will binge eat then I will binge shit because I know that they’re yours there are a trillion little corpses in every building’s hall they are the bad news they are the doctor they are the cancer and they will fucking evict us all combatting the option to wait with incentive to rush in with structured abandon so everybody sees and structured abandon’s a bedfellow we know and he’s only struck one disinterested tone with us we unfold we impose don’t you know we can feel sorry without sharing without changing hey we’re being validly offered a new position hey we’re less dangerous than before that’s what happens when you think too fast that’s what happens there was no great conflagration the stars say nothing under our feet the world is waiting as we are dripping is this abnormal because it is clear to what I owe the experience of growing old on monoculture feeling sick sad and weird combatting the option to wait with empty incentives that’s what happens when you think too fast and you’re completely full of shit
5.
the sound of your hands un-touching the strings is never going to reach me the sight of your lips pursed around no word will never get me thinking heat and pressure makes it happen heat and pressure fifty-seven million miles of human hard drive each one detachable like phlegm implanted sometime in November 1985 I touch the blades of grass I want to be like one of them I want to be part of the problem I want to know I really am I want to feel one real emotion I want to be part of the human species again another morning in the stillness of free-fall next to the body of another broken promise to yourself The curtain finally opens. I see you standing on a crate. You close your eyes and you say nothing. You open them and you say: Is there an animal in here? I closed my eyes and I felt nothing. No heat, no gravity. I crossed my heart and I felt nothing. You can’t leave until I leave.
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Up the Tree 06:42
all my faith spent on omni-faiths fish in fish bowls that swam away what’s it to you if I hang out on these lawn chairs and wait the worst times are the very best for children making trails in the snow backwards hand in hand I wonder where they’re trying to go walking backward right and left and right and everybody go from me I’m calm already on my way I’ll flee I’ll climb up the tree again oh mama why’d I do it open up and breathe the spark that would ignite and burn our home
7.
he drank from grandma’s wine and walked right out the door goodbye to all you fucks who soaked him on the floor walking out on Wednesday shrinking in their heads free-form pissed on little lives in unmade beds the state of Oklahoma is a hard place to be born into then emigrate but he will show them calm he will show them peace follow him down 39th and stay way back way behind don’t give him the goddamn satisfaction up 13th, there he goes all he sees is all he knows guess it’s always kind of been that way I arrived to take the blame a lower fruit a higher flame god gave me no goddamn plan of action solid as a fucking rock eyes half open closing down one more sip from grandma’s wine one more gesture toward the jug gone for a long long time
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I Saw a Bird 06:09
just then I realize this is completely apolitical he isn’t reading me he’s only gnashing at the scent he drinks the water from the table I’m left to wonder where it goes apples into pies until forks and knives arrive to displace them he says he doesn’t have a name I’m alright I’m ok I feel like I can’t breathe I don’t fight I don’t flee this stupid pain I don’t want it to go It keeps the pleasure in check disarms my innocence and I know when you find the thing you hate the most you have to keep it inside you for the rest of your life cause now you know what it looks like now you know how it feels I’ll show you mine but then and there I saw the bird holy holy holy though the blind had never slipped nothing neglected simply waiting out the day he says he feels like the ground that a circus tent was on after its been folded up and hauled off for a couple weeks and I don’t know what to make of that and he just talks and talks and talks about the way the mountaintops are slowly turning into beaches every day one of my ears nine of my teeth rest on the table in between us begging me to speak but I won’t tell him what he thinks he wants to know even though he says he’ll feed me if I do I do not think so says that I am like a mirror to the sky and even though there’s less and less of me I should feel more alive I’m parylized then all of a sudden the sound of loneliness and fear comes howling out of you and it’s true what they say you don’t know that it’s you at first and I don’t know who to turn into to make it stop oh my god I’m going to die tied to a folding chair because he’s not in here he’s still out there and his love is want and his hate is want and his fear is want and his doubt is want and his god is want and his hope is want it all is want

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released November 30, 2019

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Birth Order Minneapolis, Minnesota

Birth Order is a melodic hardcore band based out of Minneapolis, boasting songs about birds, back injuries, and the general burdens of being.

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