We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Dangerous Situation

by Little Arcana

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $7 USD  or more

     

1.
Baphomet 03:06
at the cheapest bar you know with the sign says not yet closed ply me with your drinks and alcoholic needs we pour ourselves out slow like water from the well the horse is the white of the eyes and the darkness found within got a tattooed baphomet speak your backwards alphabet act out your panic attack over the phone over the phone you said pull the knife from my back and carry me home i couldn't make you change shame just made us sick guilt roots in your dreams we'd disappear in it when you hung up on me, i knew that that was it when you break a bended knee it's a dangerous situation i wrote you back that fall heard nothing two years on get your revenge on me when we're old when we're old i'll say pull the knife from my back and carry me home
2.
Blinded 03:02
there's a tree with rotting fruit underneath it me and you will open our mouths close our eyes let the poison teach us right skin it sags hair grows long and i can't see the sun from where i'm standing there's a shattered crystal ball and some faded tarot cards and the anxious signal flashing from your parent's mini bar well, the future is a dream wove from a million little things so i'll lie down in the tide and let it take me where there's singing there are flowers, there are insects potential wasted and never spent and letters left unanswered pull one card and then you pull another the fool, the star, the hermit and the lovers three cups by your side, two overflowing two swords at your neck and you've been blinded
3.
pray to the god of the moon to the god of the stars when you're up in your room and you're laying out charts yeah you got big plans in yellow light and flecked pink paint is this what it's like to get left behind? some sad sack friend of mine denied me the ache of the long drawn out goodbye when you were a child, yeah, you had such energy when i was a child i thought you were my enemy pray to the god of the moon and the stars cause you're comin' round soon so don't forget where you are comic book stores, strip clubs and arcades i heard you laugh from up in the airplane your head in the sand deeper minute by minute you can't see your flaws it's hard when you're in them so what do you do about that? i guess you pray to the one that you love to the thing you've become to the hissing of lawns and the gnarled oak trees to a tide of graves but which one's yours? they never told me this is what it's like to get left behind some dear old friend of mine told me you died while we both worked overtime when you were alive your life lengthed infinite now i am a well with nothing left in it pray to the god of the moon and the stars cause you're comin' round soon so don't forget where you are so pray to the god of the moon and the stars cause i'll be with you wherever you are wherever you go i'll follow just dive into my heart and see that it's hollow cause the pain will never change, yeah it only changes shape and the grief becomes the weight that keeps you in bed all day so what do you do about that? i guess you pray
4.
write their name and circle it to assuage your doubts wrap it up in moon-soaked cloth and cast your rocks you took your time with me preserved my dignity but I I'm too scared to act that way you described to me the absence of what absence does so let me know what you find out that there's something underneath of it all truth love and money bones blood and honey crack the scotch and pour two cups then pour a third break your voice breaking my heart and start to slur you took your time with me the kind of kindness that has to sting too scared to think that way you described to me how open wounds get swollen shut so let me know what you find out that there's something underneath of it all truth love and money bones blood and honey
5.
Celebration 02:49
Good times come at so long last At best, you almost want ‘em to go by so fast I only have a notion of the problems from my past The shadow that I cast I’ve always been jealous and I’ve always been a little bit paranoid I don’t know what to say, it’s a topic I usually avoid But, Validation’s not an invitation Love should always be a celebration So, If domination is your inclination Check your privilege and know your station It’s never really just dictation More vibrations in conversation Love should always be a celebration But, Once I started getting high all the time I stopped dreaming And once I stopped dreaming nothing seemed real If nothing was real then what was the point in believing All of the things you told me about the way you feel? But, Validation’s not an invitation Love should always be a celebration So, If domination is your inclination Check your privilege and know your station It’s never really just dictation More vibrations in conversation Love should always be a celebration
6.
Black Magic 04:17
my mind's been picking at your wounds almost every night, it's strange that two lightning bolts could crash at the same damn time it hurts to turn my dumb head from side to side like a bear trap collapsing on my neck in the dying light you perish the thought cover me with a table cloth and say something so beautiful its immediately forgot black magic, everything is killing me i can't relate, i'm nothing like a human being hung slack on my strings i'll find you in someone else's room the blood will pool the blood will bruise watch me, it'll come to you it'll comfort you in the end watch me, it'll come to you it'll come for you in the end watch me
7.
Pop your leather notebook and write down some Latin phrases that you picked up from midnight feature madness Spiders in the attic spin webs from the rafters, boxes of comics old board games and records Interrogate yourself on the walk, there you have it, pull the mirror back until you’re ecstatic Watch your face change the longer you look, wonder when you die how much will it hurt Imagine yourself as small as can be In a windowless room with nothing to see Hammer and chisel compete for your hand to tear down the walls or cave in your head Pull back the page and glimpse your designs from a painless black bag to a ten story dive Read the first line of your last note Poke at your heart, pull on the rope I can show you the life of the mind A state of the soul, blessed in kind I move so fast when I sit still I’m never less alone than when I’m by myself It’s a sweet trip to elevator music, you know vacation never really ends. It’s a sugary drip on your forehead, heavy hangs the crown, bruising your neck. And I’m too scared to do it, I can’t do it. But fascination blinds me, the rotting skin of the world is peeling. Treacherous light is leaking. I can show you the life of the mind, A state of the soul, blessed in kind I move so fast when I sit still I’m never less alone than when I’m by myself I’m clocking out And I’m not coming back I’m off on the infinite Vacation, all I ever wanted Vacation, have to get away.

about

Harrowing Tales of Sorcery, Blood Rituals, Eldritch Spells, Curses and all manner of Arcane Trickery!

This is our first formal batch as Little Arcana. It's got a holdover or two from the old days, but otherwise it's pure and uncut new-ness.

Over the course of writing this, we found ourselves drifting toward occult imagery. I guess you could say that a lot of these songs are like if one liquefied a tarot deck and spilled it all over a private journal.

So it is, we all come to you, tattered hats in hand, asking that you spare one of your last chances on a couple of down-on-their-luck drifters, with their solid gold hearts planted firmly on their greased up sleeves. We don't need much, just a hot meal and a hay bale for the night, which we'll do a day's labor for a'course, and then we'll be back on our way.

credits

released April 29, 2022

Sean Brown: Guitar/Vox
Joe Glennon: Guitar/Vox
Zack Abel: Bass/Vox
Jesse Appel: Drums/Piano/Harp/Vox
Zach Brown: Mixing/Mastering/Production Wizardry/Guru
Scott Stitzer: Recordist/Engineer/All Around Hell of a Guy in a strictly speaking "Dudes Rock" manner.

Recorded at Studio North in Port Richmond.
God of the Moon recorded at Philadelphia Music Studio in Roxborough.
Big Ups to Thomsen Cummings for The Album Art.

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Little Arcana Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Little Arcana is a smooth vanilla ice cream with a slight buttery flavor, with pecans added; manufactured by many major ice cream brands.

contact / help

Contact Little Arcana

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this album or account

If you like Little Arcana, you may also like: