Clouds of Scattered Noise

by Headphone

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Clouds of Scattered Noise is Headphone's debut album. It is the culmination of years of writing and recording. Many of the songs have had several incarnations which were repeatedly scrapped and improved upon. This album is the available to the listener and is exactly how the band wanted each track to sound. Please enjoy.

Headphone was started by Morgan McRae and Philip Cullin, and was developed over 4 years in San Diego. Several musicians had different roles in the first couple years as the group honed its sound, writing, and recording style. The group solidified as a three piece when Darren Goldberg joined the group on bass.

The music itself blends their interests in everything from classical / jazz to electronic dance and indie rock. The lyrics look at the enigmatic space between connection and detachment, hopefulness and despair. Make sure to catch their intense live performance if you can. Headphone is fueled by sonic contrast, subtle moods and explosive dynamics.

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released September 27, 2016

www.headphoneband.com
© 2016 Headphone
Morgan McRae, Philip Cullin, Darren Goldberg
Additional Performances by Ariel Levine and Mike Chartrand
All songs written and produced by Headphone
Mixed by Frank W. Torres
Mastered by Dick Beetham
Recorded and mixed at Magnatron Studios (San Diego, CA)
Special thanks to Brent Meyer and Michael Twombly
Album art and design by Foxhole Studios

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Track Name: Stylish Little Me
Try to follow me now.
Try to catch me I'll slither right out.
Repulsive but stylish little me.

Try to follow me now.
Try to catch me I'll slither right out.
Elusive and unrefined
Try to grab my attention.
Try to level, I'll sink through the floor.
Repulsive but stylish little me.

Remember the plans you tried to make?
A spotless glassy penthouse
built on flimsy stacks of shake
Go on and gather the pieces that remain.
A tribute to your able body
Your gift to play the game

Try to follow me now.
Try to catch me I'll slither right out.
Elusive and unrefined
Try to grab my attention.
Try to level, I'll sink through the floor.
Repulsive but stylish little me.

Remember the dream you tried to find?
Halted in its footsteps,
but forever in your mind
Gravity pulls us toward the floor.
Go on and take another footstep,
and open up another door.

Try to follow me now.
Try to catch me I'll slither right out.
Elusive and unrefined
Try to grab my attention.
Try to level, I'll sink through the floor.
Repulsive but stylish little me.

Try to follow me now.
Try to catch me I'll slither right out.
Elusive and unrefined
Try to grab my attention.
Try to level, I'll sink through the floor.
Repulsive but stylish little me.

Try to follow me now.
Try to catch me I'll slither right out.
Elusive and unrefined
Try to grab my attention.
Try to level, I'll sink through the floor.
Repulsive but stylish little me.
Track Name: Alive (On Fire)
The air outside is breathing.
Oh yea, you know that you can feel it too.
Don't you?

We make our vision like a mirror,
and see forever forward while we sing.

Tonight we stand under the canvas,
with hands held high we'll never let them down.
That's why we feel. . .

Alive, on fire
We stare.
Oh can you see
our eyes?
Burn white
So wild
We sing your name.

I disappear into the crowd.
The noise will drift below me as I sing.

My lonely voice is reaching to you,
alone. It rattles round inside your head.
That's why I feel. . .

Alive, on fire
We stare.
Oh can you see
our eyes?
Burn white
So wild
We sing your name.

Alive, on fire
We stare.
Oh can you see
our eyes?
Burn white
So wild
We sing your name.
Track Name: Time Stops
In this moment,
time stops.
An eye is upon me,
but I can't see you.

There's something here
between the air,
I'll never understand.
It's moving right through us
and never ends.

Maybe that's why
we're standing right here,
spinning around and around,
calculating everything that all comes out just the same.
Breathing in, breathing out.

Breathing in
Breathing out

In this moment,
time stops.
The lights, they go out
for all of us.
for all of us.
for all of us.
for all of us.
Track Name: For Me
Plant your bare feet right here in the grass.
The moment flows through you. The moments, they pass.
Feel the cold, the cool, the freezing breezy night.
My words are a way for me to get inside you.

For me to get inside you.
For me

Open you up, you run in an empty field
and every blade beneath you feels so real.
But who am I to watch? Yea, who am I to care at all?
My words are a way for me to get inside your head.

For me to get inside your head.
For me

For me to get inside you.
For me
Track Name: Fakey
I pull my shades over
my eyes, my windows too.
The sky is a hazy dream now.
A memory in the frozen water (the frozen water)

So what is the message here?
The song that you're trying to send me
The notes in the frigid swirling air
The light that's hiding all around me

I listen on bated foggy breath.
I see you in glimpses.
I see you in hazy dreams.
A memory in the frozen water (the frozen water)

And where were you
before the sky fell down on me?

The pillars are marching together.
The last gaps are all flashing their colors.
Swim while you can through the smoke screen.
Before we are trapped in the frozen water (the frozen water)

And where were you
before the sky fell down on me?
And where were you
the day that they finally pulled their curtains to the side?
Let us in we cry.

Into the frozen water (the frozen water)
Track Name: All of My Friends
Four walls and a window, you love
your white little box.
Peer out your window at all those
creatures on the sidewalk.
Well, how does my face look
backlit and complacent?
Paint a sunny picture
drawn up in a basement.

Would you please sign your name
inside our white little box?
Press this button here for fame.
Press this button for a new thought.
And, what a perfect reminder
in full flashing color.
Just some neat little shapes
to keep your worries all in order.

And they say that you've just about made it.
The light at the end is so clear it's causing your picture to bend.
You say "I'm not alone. I've got my white little box, and now
all of my friends are at the tip of my finger!"

Now if you go out there, a box in your pocket.
A living reminder, electrical prophet.
And if the sun should set, you're likely to forget it.
Little box will call the tune, as long as you will let it.

And they say that you've just about made it.
The light at the end is so clear it's causing your picture to bend.
You say "I'm not alone. I've got my white little box, and now
all of my friends are at the tip of my finger!"

"All of my friends are at the tip of my finger!"
"All of my friends!"
"All of my friends are at the tip of my finger!"
"All of my friends!"
"All of my friends!"
"All of my friends are at the tip of my finger!"

All of my friends.
All of my friends.
All of my friends.
Track Name: A Dream Like Mine
Put your fears aside.
Break through the edges.
Take back your breath and blood.
Don't look back they say
or all you have will just be lost again.

You try to hold it all
but it slips through your fingers.
It slips through your fingers,
and now you carry nothing as
you disappear between the air.

Where have you gone to?

How could you have known
a shadow crept behind you,
watching your feet fall,
haunting every footstep
a whisper from inside your head?

You try to hold it all
but it slips through your fingers,
like so much water.
Leave it right below you as
you disappear into the air.

Where have you gone to?

So weightless
This dream of mine
So timeless
between thin air.

Where have you gone to?

So weightless
This dream of mine
So timeless
between thin air.

So weightless
This dream like mine
So timeless
between thin air.
Track Name: You Got It
Like a light from their eyes,
shine through your skylights.
It's just another free ride
right to the finish line.
If you're feeling electric,
choke on this chill pill.
If you feel like an animal,
you better believe me.

There’s a storm on the television.
you want it, you got it.
Like a gun underground,
you want it you bought it.
Keep a string on your finger.
You want it, you got it.
There's some blood in your eyes
that leaves you lost and blind.

You're so blind!

With a gun in their hands
they’re ten feet taller.
Keep a string on your finger
help you to remember.
If you want it right now
You want it you got it
Climb on under their finger
so you can feel safe and sound.

With the sun in your eyes, they
lead you around the room.
Keep a string on the finger
helping you to remember.
If you want it right now
you want it, you got it.
If you feel like an animal
you better bite back.

There's a buzz on the radio.
You want it, you got it,
like a gun in the hand
shot through your memory.
There's a step on the sidewalk,
a friendly follower.
There’s some blood in your eyes
so you better believe me.

You better believe me.
You better believe.
You better believe.
You better believe.
You better believe me.
You better believe.
You better believe.
You better believe.
You better believe me.

You're so blind.
You're so blind.
Track Name: Upstairs
Look at your faces, blooming inside.
Hover in places all of us tend to hide.
Blossoms in your skull are reaching for the sun,
Knowing that the evening passes over everyone.

Lift up your head from under the surface.
See what you see when you see from upstairs.
Lift up your head from under the surface.
See what you see.

Lift up your eyes from writing on the ground.
Don't trip over their lies. Drown away their constant sound.
Shoots grow from your fingers, reaching for the sun,
Knowing that the morning rises over everyone.

Lift up your head from under the surface.
See what you see when you see from upstairs.

Climb. Keep climbing,
knowing that the evening passes over everyone.
Climb. Keep climbing,
knowing that the morning rises over everyone.
Climb. Keep climbing,
knowing that the evening passes over everyone.
Climb. Keep climbing,
knowing that the morning rises over every last one.
Track Name: Floating in Airwaves
Welcome to the end,
the meeting of all paths,
where we have been breathing
our first and very last.

Though our eyelids are falling,
we see through the shadows.
Floating in airwaves
Beating inside your chest

We are designing an echo
to ring around your homes.
a circle expanding
as we are losing our control
Our voices grow tired
of waking and sleeping.
floating in airwaves
beating inside your chest

Your chest rises
as ours become still.

We disappear forever,
but live in electric signals,
and now we breath inside you
in clouds of scattered noise.
We walk in your pathways
We feel just the same way
We're floating in airwaves,
beating inside your chest.
Floating in Airwaves

Your chest rises as ours become still.

as ours become still

as ours become still

as ours become

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