Dot Connect E​.​P.

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released April 9, 2013

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Dot Connect Los Angeles, California

Dot Connect is a tribe of 6 San Fernando Valley musicians formed in 2012. With their art in a state of continuous evolution, the collective blends elements of their favorite genres with a dynamic finesse.

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Track Name: Inkblots
here again
dressed to mourn
growing old
such a fragile comfort

so soon do i descend to hues of innocence
gray clouds gave me away now
in the wind i pray for
soft skin sealed with paper

how fast does trust turn ill?

and the man who trusts no one
is as foolish as the man who trusts anyone
we're lost and cold in our doldrums
only waiting for a rhythm we can all drum

melted dawn
pouring on the shutters
bruised, in the streets it stutters
bruised in its shoes it dances

caution filled it, caution spilled it
in drowsy dreams the snipers killed it

in this place i wait for
days where i can wait more

how fast does trust turn ill?

oh, your soul was my own
together we'd throw stones
down hopes slippery slope
just know,
that your soul was so warming
but the world's still turning
though you're not here anymore

turn away
look away

moments lie down their timeless indifference
Track Name: Sinister Seamstress
bliss end turned hell
curtains close this act
clinging to an encore

disinfect my name
my head is filled with rain
its life and death
life and death again

no one else but me
ever bleeds and sticks around
to clean up their own mess

when you refused to stay here
it was i that disappeared

now our glass
hourglass
our glass shattered
in the wind, innocence
all these sins scattered
i am separated from the only mask that's ever mattered

consecrate the requiem
to the hidden track
and stick it on the vinyl
that's rotting on the shelf

the raindrop days, the puddle weeks
they'll drain the color from our cheeks

so what does fate believe
when it's in too deep
when every word they breathe
passes right through me

now our glass
hourglass
our glass shattered
in the wind, innocence
all these sins scattered
i am separated from the only mask that's ever mattered
to me

nervously swerving in the eye of a storm
yearning for a current to carry me home

i know it's hard to see
with your past in your way
dangling by the neck
Track Name: Tongues
dispose of this distance
it's closed in too quickly once again
the dose of this close up was up too high
every monk and murderer with their soul left out to dry

yelling for a way out when the silence was it

black and white doldrums shatter
and disembalm some blue moon youth
weaving wings on tight ropes and seams

changes, hope, and doubt
these are the things that can shut a man in
'till he can't get out

get out, get out, get the hell out my head
yelling for a way out
when all along the silence was it

so the mannequin is always
talking in tongues at the trials
laughing in daydreams
with happy sins

consequence claims its victims
in charismatic ruin
and offers comfort within its rubble
scattered like the somber pieces
of a broken dream catcher

face to face with empty space
locked in a staring match
searching for words that won't be erased
when all along the silence was it

so the mannequin is always
talking in tongues at the trials
laughing in daydreams
wiping your soul clean
hold your tongue

don't soil your tired hands
digging your own grave
all this vanity is insanity
tethered far from reality

we're compelled to an infrared
hell bred snare that resembles us
the mutts and mongrels growing gray
but they gave themselves away

hold your breath and hope for something more to come
let go of the home that fell apart
you won't be cold and morbid for long