Rustic Machinery

by Dr. Something

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Sweat Glands
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Companion
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Paper Tacos
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03:54
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Rustic Machinery

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Recorded the Spring and Summer of 2016 in Portland, OR in a bedroom and a garage.

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releases September 23, 2016

All songs by Alison Dennis.

Drums performed by Mike Chastain and recorded by Mike Chastain and Alison Dennis.

Other stuff performed and recorded by Alison Dennis.

Mastered by Gus Elg at Sky Onion Studios in Portland, OR.

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Dr. Something Portland

Dr. Something, a.k.a. Alison Dennis, is a singer-songwriter based in Portland, OR. Former projects include Dr. Something & the Pipin’ Hot Love Engines, and Coney Island Cartel. She currently plays keyboards in the band All I Feel Is Yes and has performed ad hoc clarinet and/or piano with Y La Bamba, Spirit Duplicator (née Celesteville), Pokey Twig, Audie Darling, Leonard Mynx, and Cozmo Jethro. ... more

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Track Name: Red Rover
Over 5 years on other-worldly soil,
Traversing rocky, rough terrain
The winters are long and dark and windy here,
And dust makes the sun look small and faint.
You share all the news of everything you’ve found
To those who have sent you far away.
And now you’re trapped in cold, Martian gravel of Silica Valley,
Millions of miles from the planet you came from, but now all your roving’s done.

You held out for so long in a hostile world,
With landscapes so empty and surreal.
You scaled jagged rocks and craggy mountainsides,
And weathered the dust devils with zeal.
Handling data and adversity,
Forging ahead with your broken wheel.
But now you’re trapped in cold, Martian gravel of Silica Valley,
Millions of miles from the planet you came from, but now all your roving’s done.

You dug up the soil with your busted wheel,
And scientists marveled in delight,
Finding the silica beneath the ground, a footprint of water and of life.
Your malfunction brought about your lucky find,
You wouldn’t let go without a fight.
But now you’re trapped in cold, Martian gravel of Silica Valley,
No more transmissions, the end of your mission, despite signs of life you’ve found.