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.​.​.​By Blunt Winter Sun

by Brian Taguchi

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1.
On a silent night, ‘Cross the sun-starved land Under orange street lights It’s a long white hell For weary bodies and beaten minds Hide the doorways we can’t find In a world we don’t recognize Who are we working for? Will the sun make us strong? Reach the winter’s ice damned Bring warmth to our hands, Beaten bodies, and guilty minds Bring love back to our lives To a world we can recognize Take us from our boxes Take us from our cars Take us from the gadgets distracting our desires In a world boasting connections We’re pushed farther apart By the walls of our ambition Left alone and in the dark… But when we see the stars Through the city’s orange lights They tell us where we are Tell us where to start They tell us where we are Tell us where to start For a world we can recognize
2.
I used to get real down ‘bout how little I was paid Wondered how come they’re happy, doing what I hate But I pulled my shit together To find the joy in every day With the booze and music flowing, keep the shadows at bay, singin’ Ooh, a song that I wrote And when I made my promise, that I’d be true to you Let go of the self-loathing, that I tend to do To pull us close together To pay full price for two The joy when you are with me, how did I end up with you? Ooh, love song we wrote No I didn’t see it coming, just the door slammed in my face We had just got back from dinner, in a fight, in a bad place On my knees, on the floor, on our anniversary The shadows breaking through the door, drag me to my feet I grab a bottle for the road Some pills that I can eat Take a walk, I walk, I fall, I leave My body, in the night, in the field Singing Ooh, a song that I wrote
3.
Morning sun’s got me coming to I’m out the door w ithout my shoes While you’re still asleep I’m down to the paper stand The world is spinning out of hand What can I do? Go back home, crawl in bed with you Waiting so long, Rather build than rent another vacant home But this party’s on And I’m standing off as you dance for all your worth The world on your shoulders rolls off and it occurs Days will pass by despite of these walls If you never try to jump, you’ll never learn to fall You know, you never told me ‘bout the skin you shed And it’s a long way back when I’m not some book you’ve read But this foolish talkin’ I do when I just want to be inside you What can I do? Go back home crawl in bed with you I’m fading back in with the flowers by the walls Up in the highest tower of them all This time is ours And you pull me out of the dark I’ve endured The world on my shoulders rolls off and it occurs Days will pass by despite of these walls And if you teach me how to jump, I’ll show you how to fall Days will pass by despite of us all, Teach me how to jump and I’ll show you how to fall
4.
I’m getting us outta here I’m a-gonna get, both of us outta here Oh I get it now, it’s finally clear We’re not living here But maybe I’ll quit my job Maybe I’ll convince you too Or maybe we’ll have a kid Wouldn’t it be nice choose Like spending more than we make It’s way too easy to be so fake Put a price on a happy face We\re getting fatter and sadder, it’s a bad bandaid, that’s why…. I’m getting us outta here First, order you a wine, and me a beer, me a beer Oh, and the more we drink, the less we fear Leaving here… Hey maybe I’ll change my name And if I do, well you can too Take a permanent holiday Where you wanna be, I’ll be there too We won’t bring any shit to lose, we have So much to give and so much to do But baby I gotta say It doesn’t matter where It doesn’t matter where with you I’m getting us outta here After another wine please, and another beer Ya I know, I know we will love it there At least for a while…
5.
Blurring 03:29
No time to pull out Can not write my thoughts out On the paper laying’ before me Scratch my head and try to think, clearly Write neatly in your own words Comply and repeat everything you’ve heard To earn the marks that you need To land a job that’s good All night going full out Wake up feeling burnt out At only twenty-one Sleep deprived and falling down How do these words translate in to a plan? The future slipping through my hands? Can’t shrug it off or take a stand So darkness grows because it can… I write neatly my nonsense words Competing for proof of my self-worth Can’t see the place where I need be When my thoughts are blurring…
6.
Unravel 04:50
What’s tragic here is we’ve lost what we’re all about Spending this time with you just sends my head spinning Around in the red tape and sounds of uncertainty And now, I forget what we were like before I question, you defend - Push us back a step again I’m tired, you’re hungry - No patience or help to lend You’re down and I’m out, Yeah - I lose it without a doubt The day breaks at Godspeed - I need you to be helping me Know how, I fit in to your, life Just buy me a drink and I’ll find you some free time and Raise you up ‘til we’re breaking ground Let the rain fall around us and the moon trace us in night With the promise we won’t kill the light And I’m insane Unsteady and ready to cry all day And I’m enslaved I need much more than what you’ve got to say And I have writt’n myself a poem To remind me who I was when I left home ‘Cos I’ve lost a part of me in travel And let the rest of me unravel Wondering how, I fit in to your, life Just buy me a drink and I’ll find you some free time and Raise you up ‘til we’re breaking ground Let the rain fall around us and the moon draw us in lines With a love that we won’t compromise

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Finally, a new "live of the floor" solo album (OK, there are a couple overdubs, and 2 songs we recorded the parts entirely separately) was recorded on April 15th at Zane's place. "...By Blunt Winter Sun" is a collection of songs written in just this context - in the darkest part of winter. Laden with uncertainty, regret and longing, the resonant double-amped guitars and prodding vocals are sweetest on Accidental Suicide - about a tragic moment that turned one man's rut in to an eternal hole.

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released January 19, 2014

Words, Music, Instruments by Brian Taguchi 1999-2013.

Recorded by Zane Whitfield @ North of Princess, Kingston, ON on April 15, 2013.

Mixed by Brian Taguchi with help from Zane Whitfield @ North of Princess.

Mastered by Phil Bova @ Bova Lab, Ottawa, ON.

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Brian Taguchi Kingston, Ontario

Brian Taguchi lives in Kingston, on the other side of the university from the hospital where he was born. Growing up, many hours were spent in the basement learning, playing, writing, recording and mixing music...This where the action still happens - when the candle is lit.

Introspective and narrative, Brian hangs out in the gray zone between advocating and mourning, ambition and uncertainty..
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