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Roots in the Rabbit Hole

by Binger

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smm Burlington jam at its best. Well-rounded album with several genre influences to keep things varied. Favorite track: Sequoia 1.
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1.
Sequoia 1 05:02
My roots run deep (Nothing will go wrong) I’m firm in the ground (They know my name) These woods I call my home (Nothing will go wrong) Grown alone, blinking moment Take me down passed the neon cage (I know I’m too good for) I’ll await by the baking marble (Where the moon doesn’t pull) Help me to find that rabbit hole (But leave the sky) Trade my time for more rungs I have known nothing at all And I’ve outgrown you
2.
Crow King 06:29
I know about the crows When I’m high up on my ivory throne I build walls and call my mind a home But still I’m all alone Here I sit alone I heard about the birds Assuredly their flocking seems absurd Southbound, downtown on the hunt for some worth And all I got is my words I’m the king of the crows Crows at my door Leave me be Find a friend I’m on the floor In my head Once again When the option presents itself you have to make a choice Close your eyes look inside and only listen to your voice It cries for companions, at the same time begs to be alone Keep your walls down or throw em up and call your mind a home I have it in me; part of me wants comrades and friends if there’s anything I learned from 'The Bends': you’re born all alone so how do you think that you’ll die? And does it matter if you think that there’s a hippie in the sky? The only rule I follow is an eye-for-an-eye, but no one here will trade me all their truths for my lies Be a part of the whole or the whole of the part? Live my life by my brains? or my balls? or my heart? This world makes me wonder if I’ll find it on my own, if it’s something that you work out or something that you’re shown I’m a social creature yet I have to make this decision: A cell in the world’s body at the point of incision Now someone help me work out where to live Someone tell me if my life is a present that I give Am I a gift for myself or a soul for the masses? Sour like a lemon or sweet like molasses? Someone help me work out where to live Someone tell me if my life is a present that I give Am I a note in a symphony or just a single tone? Live my life with everyone else, or live my life alone?
3.
Calypskango 04:27
Look in the mirror, you might forget what side you live your life on You’d never know – until your reflection moves and *poof* you’re gone Who are we here for? Do we live life for ourselves or our ideal? And when we die we will finally learn which one of us was real All the years etched without a trace An Eve in mind, what you leave behind, but never could replace All your fears you could not outpace Through other’s eyes it’s no surprise you don’t recognize your face All these gears spinning in their place Pretend you’re real with the truths you steal Still don’t recognize your face
4.
Sequoia 2 02:20
Burn the bridge There is life on the other side of the ridge Go away, breathe first No, no! You’re in love with someone Basically everything you think: magnetic. Or do: magnetic Belief: necessary, for the laws are very ignorant Or should everybody? We’re there. Was it reality? Was it really? Shak, is it really? My name is you Guys - it’s very… it’s very hard to create something Meaningful Would you? Flotsam and the like I wouldn’t want to be afraid Would you?
5.
(Braden) Once we had solidarity in numbers when everyday was encumbered by options and oftentimes we're plundering pockets for bills and coins and nothing and buttons to push girls averted looks while we were lookin for lines to cross but we shoulda known better together whether we're alone or tethered competitors never could tear us apart I'm your debtor from the heart but not a member from the start (BUT Y'ALL KNEW THAT) When over time we'd bear in mind and see the breaks in ties unbinding and you wonder where we're standing when we're there no longer finding all the strength in our crew but once alone we still felt feeble though we spent our sunny days tracing the tracks amongst the needles Diseased as me that we'd see beneath the bridge but what you mean we're causin trouble? we're just a couple of kids - a couple of friends - tryna make the world make sense (SO GIVE IT A REST) Cause you know that it's easier to dream when you're chilling with your team in a sun-baked garage that reeks of burnt weed down on Water Street Or at least that's how it seemed when you forced me in boxes and I'm insistently dismissed and labelled socially toxic We get evaluated, regulated, medicated daily made some predicated pill-poppers you wanted us crazy you wanted us numbered you needed us standing in line to better quantify our lives and all we wanted to be was just as cute as buttons We’re all as cute as buttons (Galactic Brown) Remember – the worst thing about life was eating leftovers Went to bed at 8 unless I slept over At Julian, Jeff, or Rachel’s house and candy was like cocaine in trace amounts So when they took me to restaurants they’d take me out But no room could hold me I was breaking out So I was late to class and always early to recess In second grade no need to study for test cause I ain’t care about makin’ green I used to sniff all the markers now I’m smoking weed But get older and things start changing See this grass is green But this grass is pavement Remember eating PBJ’s with the babysitter Viewing cartoons and Family Matters But didn’t realize how much family mattered Til I climbed higher up on life’s ladder Now I’m looking down Feelin’ crooked now Got me shookin’ how I’m cooking ground beef Just like my mom - and hers too - Got me wonderin’ what the hell I’m gonna do Cause as a kid the world was ahead of me Never listened to the words that they said to me but could it be? They really knew something? But who’s to say? We’re all as cute as buttons (Shakir) Nobody told me that I wasn’t a kid anymore And no one told me bout the sly trap door to adulthood Now I’m always looking back Been counting days so long that I’m loosing track A kid looking to the future but it came too fast now I’m cynical as ever livin’ in the past Contrast Feeling so innocent, the worlds a blast Death to the young me, put your flags half-mast At last I’m here Now the show commences My whole damn childhood was building fences signed the contract of life under false pretenses I wanna please myself not just please my senses Thought I’d grow up, and that would just make me free Live by myself by the man’s got his eyes on me Make it seem like with age that you gain control I think I lent too far down the rabbit hole and fell right in, so let the games begin I wanna play but I know that no one can win Try to keep a straight face, now look at this place The earth just floats here in time and space and I didn’t understand it when I was a kid now I’ve grown up and realize that nobody did or nobody does we all had to miss it because the second that you take a look at it it’s not what it was The child in us never makes a choice to leave we let desires run wild and they turn to thieves Nobody gets to pick the cards he or she receives so there’s never full control in what we believe We can’t see every single thing interweave or prove that there’s truth in what we perceive Or groove with the youth that you have to leave A new mind isn’t that hard to deceive but with an adult mind and a new understanding I’ll move through this life, and keep on expanding Always appreciate the fact that you grew The child may be gone but they turned into you
6.
Sequoia 3 03:46
Because we all must have started from the same roots but the tree kept growing and growing And somewhere down the line you find the time to find the difference Between a white lie and a white truth When you’re standing on top of the ridge, you find that all plans were meant to be changed, in time And from here to the end of the sky My roots run deep

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Debut album by self-styled couch-surf prog band Binger

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released September 2, 2014

All songs written by Binger

Shakir Stephen: bass, vocals, vocoder, organ, synthesizer, trombone
Dalton Muzzy: drums, percussion, vocals, vocoder, positive encouragement
Braden Winslow: guitars, vocals, wurlitzer, synthesizer

Recorded at Stu Stu Studio in Essex, VT
Produced/Engineered/Mixed/Mastered by Ryan Power

Tenor and alto saxophones on "Crow King" by Daniel Mench-Thurlow and Billy Weaver, respectively.

Tenor saxophone on "Buttonz" by Daniel Mench-Thurlow

"Buttonz" featuring Galactic Brown. Hear more at: soundcloud.com/galactic-mind

Visual drawings, photography, video, and input from Kevin Bloom and Paul Oullette
Art direction by Binger

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Binger Burlington, Vermont

Based out of Burlington, VT, Binger channel the diverse musical scene of New England through their ever expanding exploration of all music accessible to the airwaves.
Characterised by their love of jazz, need to rock, and natural attraction to improvisational groove, Binger try to keep their music as fresh and interesting as 2016 will allow.
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