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Manual Biography

by Kearney

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1.
Dear Diary 03:16
(That it's not that Tognotti's being an evil little manipulator... it's far worse than that) You don't know a thing about me, do you? I won't risk a first impression The contents herein are underlined by someone The signature is messy but it makes a deep depression Turn through the pages As fast as the notebook can handle Is she smart for her age Or is she an obtuse angle? If you see any similarities Don't hesitate to tell me why This is just a first draft, I'm still working out the kinks And by the time I'm done you will hardly recognize her Make her pretend That she wants you to know how she feels And in the end All of her pain I can steal
2.
Rulli 02:16
Mom works in a big house Long stairs leading up I can't climb them on my own Who-o-o-o-o-oa Dad stays at home a lot He's a poet and he knows it And I'm sure we've got a shot Who-o-o-o-o-oa Larkspur Or whatever it's called Seems like a pretty nice place But do people live here? There are all these big tall trees And call me crazy But I don't think I could live in a tree For very long I hop in his Saturn, like the car Not like Venus And we cross into the trees Who-o-o-o-o-oa And we meet at Rulli's I get a pastry or two And I smile for both of you I get a bottle of the fizzy drink That tastes like orange Not like Sunkist But the orange taste like adults would like And I feel so free There's no way to see through me And I'm even smiling When Mom finally leaves I can't climb those stairs on my own On my own
3.
We Rob Banks 02:03
Stories of your house burning down And the man who wouldn't leave the kitchen even as your eyes would close Who knows which way all these dirt roads Twist and turn and go go go Unincorporated town barking in the darkness Helicopters carrying dead men to their graves And there's no way to save a town built on this rock We should be running scared but our shoelaces are locked Make your move, darling Feel the pressure throbbing deep within my skull And never let the camera tell you how to act Let's both burn together until Dogtown hears our pulse Now let's get moving
4.
So no I didn't realize my new phone had a speaker For playing music as loud as I want My nightmare is that one of these days, I will make a simple mistake And the sound in my headphones will radiate around the room I got a lot of problems Yes of course I'll work it out, can't be that hard to cut Shakespeare down If I can't do it, then what am I good for? So I take an hour or two, find the best way to impress you Press the putty down a bit, and the image peels with it I got a lot of problems There might just be something wrong with me But luckily, I will show you everything I can pretend to be I got a lot of problems The nice thing about lying to others and yourself Is that eventually you can stop sweating the details And you act so indignant every time they find A single little piece of you poking out from behind I got a lot of problems But isn't it endearing?
5.
I bought enough TV dinners That I can get one free I'll get more than that with the copy machine At the library Drinking O'Doul's every single night That isn't a sin I'm gonna buy a few thousand packs of Camels And never breathe in I found a loophole I'm never gonna tell you how I found a loophole One of these days I'm gonna get high And watch Last Year At Marienbad In between the frame I will find the path To the one true god I will cash fake checks and store the money In a safety deposit box I will cross-reference all my contacts And wait by the docks I found a loophole I'm never gonna tell you how I found a loophole I don't need any thanks I am far, far too humble I've got a plan to get us out of this jam Five bucks a ticket to the robot rumble Whenever the zombies decide to attack I'll be outside with a shotgun I have detailed city planning maps All you'll have to do is run I get kind of moody by twilight No matter the place And I know just how to fix it, he says With a straight face I found a loophole I'm never gonna tell you why I find these loopholes
6.
Colonial Liquor store Chewy gumdrops at the counter Bell rings when you walk in the door Foreign aisle Fancy place The boxes of cherries Cream in the middle, syrup on my face And brace for impact Fridge is full Empty treats Every bite I get bigger Tearing holes in the seats Chocolate orange Hard and cold Slam it on the counter Treat it like gold And fold up the bounce house When I'm done Remembering I buy another box I eat so many it stings Old habits Never change But I keep getting older Isn't that strange?
7.
Yreka Blues 03:04
Wind nearly yanks me out of the car I don't know if the wind is why Our chains broke this far into our trip But there's nowhere to bury the money so let's split And you haven't faced true terror until you've seen the Mexican restaurant in Yreka Tow truck driver, there within the hour And his door is warped from the wind God grant me the power to stay hopeful Good thing this motel isn't all full, but it's awful And you haven't faced true terror until you've seen the Mexican restaurant in Yreka We were more than halfway to Portland Thirty miles left until Oregon I hear you don't have to pump your own gas there But my final gasp will be of Yreka's air One street to travel. cold as fuck Halfway down the block Imagine our luck as we stared Right back at Lalo's glare And you haven't faced true terror until you've seen the Mexican restaurant in Yreka, California
8.
I hope upon hope that you're happy And I'm sure that doesn't mean much to you But when I think about those times, I get sappy And I'm so damned glad you're doing what you wanted to do If I saw you walking down the street I probably wouldn't say hi But don't mistake my reluctance for some lingering repugnance I never knew what to say to you, and I never knew how to try So I fly Away Maybe you don't think much of me And frankly I don't think much of you But whenever I do there's a slight sharp chill That pierces my spine, up and through An old Spanish mission with swallows nesting near With painful precision it can suck out a tear And the fear we keep that when we grow old We'll have nothing left but the stories we've told To each other What a bother My mind is a vacuum And my heart is a sponge And when your face pops up in one They both take a plunge I can try to face the fact That my memory won't last But I'm too busy digging This hole in the past The audience fills into their seats The tickets sold out on the first day And the movie I show is all scattered and jumbled But I hear that art films have big cachet My visuals are lacking but my sound is coming through This song is for you and the version of you that you were When we parted ways And if I forget all you have to do is say Who you are Now that I'm gone
9.
I have my clearly defined Walls of protection And they shrink every hour I spend in this procession They are herding us like cattle They are grooming us to be Every single goddamned thing That doesn't work for me So I fall And I want you to fall with me Surely this uprising will Set me free And I know you never meant To hurt me But the worst pain comes from people who are Ready to desert me The light shines through the window On the pink walls inside And it makes a sickly glow Like I crawled in here and died I'll slink out to a grassy place My eyes fixed on a tiny mushroom I'll be gone in fifteen If I say I vomited in the bathroom So I lie And I want you to lie with me Surely this escape Will set me free And I know you never meant To hurt me But the worst pain comes from people who are Ready to desert me
10.
I'm sitting on your bed The color of your bedsheets lost in a tomb I'm looking out the window Was there even a window in your room? Or maybe I was in the kitchen Or maybe the place where other people Could keep switching the TV On and off I listen to you speak Your hushed tones signaling a cliff I read the words you throw at me Every last glyph Or maybe I couldn't hear you Or maybe the way I tried to lie to myself Couldn't make him Stay (Ba da ba da ba da ba da ba da...) My finger is a Q-tip I sit perfectly still, the pattern on the chairs Green and loud I know it was raining outside But I can't remember a single cloud Or maybe it was just a dream Or maybe my eyes were wide open But you still couldn't stop me from falling Fast asleep
11.
Longest flight of my life Longest elevator ride New stuffy bed to keep me Restless all night Out the window I just stare Raindrops tearing through the air You explain how unfair it is That I'd see her like this Halfway out onto the dike My feet tell me I shouldn't like The travel But dammit The grey clouds approach A burgeoning storm And the hail rains down And unlike before You can see right through me So you made a new life So you took yourself out of the picture And I don't really mind But if you're gonna do that then don't say you're coming back No one cares when you make him Pick around his dishes I'll refer you to the glossary Cycles comma vicious I break out one night Take the bus through the dark This hotel room is tiny But at least it's a start By the time we leave I am bleeding on the inside But I know it doesn't count unless I'm bleeding on the outside And I flash back to Larkspur And I don't know what that means And I don't think I should know And I don't think I could live in a tree For very long So you made a new life So you took yourself out of the picture And I don't really mind But if you're gonna do that Yeah if you're gonna do that Then don't pretend you're coming back
12.
A chemical reaction The matter underneath my skin Swarms its way to that shoulder All the nerve endings flooding in So when your head touches down I feel the warmth and it makes me shout This is all I have ever wanted Then you take a deep breath, and then I black out I know it's me and when I look down The fear that I can't help still lurks I do not recognize this body And that's the only way this works You ask me a question I have all the answers You let your heart beat next to mine We are never still, we are dancers I take a walk upstairs See the other one sleeping in his bed It's scary, silly things are scary I'd rather be me, I'd rather be dead I know it's me and when I look down The fear that I can't help still lurks I do not recognize this body And that's the only way this works

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This album is called MANUAL BIOGRAPHY. It has twelve songs on it that I, Kearney, wrote, sang, et cetera. I wrote the songs over several months and then recorded them over several days. Occasionally on this album you will hear two voices at once. On other occasions, you will hear more than two voices at once, and sometimes those voices will sound different. You should not be alarmed by this. I, Kearney, am solely responsible for the vocals herein, on every single one of the album’s twelve songs. It is also true that, at first glance, MANUAL BIOGRAPHY may appear “personal.” Despite its first appearance, MANUAL BIOGRAPHY is deeply impersonal. It follows the life of a person whom I’ve never met, but after spending all this time in their head, I can only wish them the very best of luck.

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released October 13, 2015

Guitar, omnichord, vocals, production by Kearney

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my name is evan, my band is Kearney, i am presently the sole member of the band but i am accepting online applications

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