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Standby

from A100 by TAMTAM

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Unknown objects glide by your head
Some of them seem to speak to you
It’s a language you’ve never heard
Weather touches
It builds a resonance
Like a rush of air before the rain
The shape of the words holds a promise
And you feel it’s you moving

Each object leaves an atmospheric swirl in the air in front of you
As the light from the cars shines thru that swirl, numbers appear
Eighty-seven, one hundred and nine, 4 - 4 - 2
It’s all familiar to you
You can feel the pressure building
To continue
Not to go deeper
But to slide faster on the surface

All these hints show you there’s so much underneath
You’ll never know
One one six seven three nine two eight five
A round thing sparks
Resolves itself into a stoplight… red
And inside the red, the sparkling LEDs are talking to you
You move closer
Six two five nine seven
Six two five nine seven
One 0 one one 0 three two five nine
It’s that language
Grabbing your attention
Grabbing everything you’ve ever known
To try to shape it into a new bundle
You’re walking there
On the road
And you’re an old bundle of oxygen…
Hemoglobin…
Dirt

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from A100, released March 31, 2020
Sam Auinger: Electronic, Field Recording
Hannes Strobl: Electric Bass, Electric Upright Bass, Field Recording
David Moss: Lyrics and Voice

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