doorways

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released March 14, 2013

Songs written and performed by F. VanVliet. Songs 1 & 2 featuring Jesse Sparhawk on Harp. All tracks recorded to a GE P-ST tape recorder except for track 3 which was engineered, mixed and produced on analog tape by James Ryskalchick and Dan Angel at Sex Dungeon.

Thanks to Jesse Sparhawk, Matt Fraatz (for gifting me the general electric tape recorder) and all the folks at the Spruce Caboose.

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Track Name: Just One More Thing
Everything's changing so you never know what you'll lose. I don't want to lose this. Something outside always catches my eye. I look out the window, time slows and it's gone.
Track Name: Sun Temple
What are the words worth if I can't believe in them? Am I only watching a world burn itself to the ground? Billions of people stand and stare but they never make a sound. Yes, there's is a song left unsung. I cannot sing it for them. I cannot ignore the setting sun. There is a delicate balance between finding a mans true path and living only in your dreams. Cause nobodies sure what it means, what it is to be human nor what is to be.
Track Name: An Exorcism
There was nothing that I could say to calm you down. Call it bad luck. Go on and call it whatever you're gonna call it. Just don't say that I didn't mean it, don't you dare. I fucking loved you and no, I don't think that it was fair. Now that it's over I can't help but sink my teeth into the meat. I still stand strongly beside my words. Hey, at least I'm being honest with myself. Although I'm calling it as a loss. Damn it all to hell, I still wake up and your name is escaping from my mouth. Well there it goes ladies and gentlemen!
Track Name: Surfs Up!
Mother, cover me. I don't want to die here in your arms. I wanna sail away, far flung from the borders of this earth, our colony. I wanna strip down bare to my core, it's just I can't feel it there anymore. Why can't I feel it there anymore? Here i lie, my body is empty. I am tied to the stone and still will not sink. Take my hand, pull me down. I don't wanna die alone. I don't wanna think that maybe we are all washed up. I am breaking from the jet stream. I know it's not the way I just can't seem to catch the waves as they flow and fold over me. It's these timeless emotions, all the moments we forget who we are. Fake it all you want, it'll never add up to something more real. Maybe we were star crossed and that's all it was.
Track Name: Screwtop
I'd lose my head if it weren't screwed on, that's a saying, aint it? I've been a bit confused, trying to choose my words as best as they is gonna fit. Yeah, just as much of it is in the meditation as in the flick of the wrists. So when I get paralyzed by the white noise, I'll remember what she said. With a half cocked grin, "Can you hear nothing?" "It is all that is." At least that is something. You could have done a whole lot worse with picking your words, nah, you hit the nail on the head. Why do I despair my darling when it's as simple as we want it to be? Cause there is a faint flickering flame of evil that sparks in my thoughts, I cannot turn it off. There is a pale sickle swinging over our dreaming heads. When the clock strikes no time, that's as close to god as I can ever be. At least that is something. Yeah and what you get from it is less about the translation than the will to perceive it.
Track Name: Baptism
Time is burning, ever flickering flame. The wind is blowing, calling out your name. I gotta cut the shit, I'm sorry. Be still my longing, I know that you are drawn to me. We are carried away, we are free. I cannot erase the past, this was planned just as it went past. And I'm in no hurry to get where I'm going, it's not a race but a river flowing. Even now, always we are passing over water. I try not to get carried away. Still I'm left wanting. Although that river flows, washing me clean, I am still lonesome. Old desire grows just like a cancer.