Trim Jay Experiments

by Blind The Thief

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Recorded during September 2013 in Eugene and Portland, Oregon.

"Blind the Thief's new EP is a strange little 3-track psych-pop journey through a skull full of skateboards, PNW weather and... weird." -Exiled in Eugene

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released October 4, 2013

Blind the Thief is...
Ben Martinson
Oded Abramson
Schuyler Durham
Taylor Wolf

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Blind The Thief Portland, Oregon

Surreal. Skateboarding. Also, video games.

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Track Name: Trimjay
Maybe it's a shooting star
Or maybe I'm drunk
But I will take
This bit of good luck
As a nod to the triumphs
Of today
And the neutral numb
Of this mind state

I forget how hard life is to handle
'Till I'm filled to the brim and you're holding the candle
To your face
I see the wrinkles
Youth will fade
And that smile too

Amorphous God
Psychedelic Root

Transitory nature of existence
Now you've come to know resistance

Fuck the paint
Fuck the thinner
Fuck the saint
Fuck the sinner
Fuck the thoughts
Fuck the liver
Fuck the quotes
I'm not that clever
Track Name: Warped Like A Smile
Good things on the horizon
Thoughts lost in the calmness
Disregarding the burden
Filling the emptiness

This tea tastes so good to me
I should write something about the way
It feels going down
Or a song about the calm
In a moment that can't last too long

But the words would fail
And the song wouldn't swing
So I'll just say,
"This tea tastes good to me"
Track Name: Permanence (feat Brian Heater)
I'm on my own

I know you don't believe in permanence
But I believe in you
And in times of savage darkness
This is what you should cling to

Can you believe all these ways in which I'm dealing
With the same fucking thoughts that kept me reeling from the beginning
The same old girl, the same old song, the same old noose
But what is a lonely boy supposed to do?

Feed the hand
Bringing us plenty
We want the world
Our god is empty

I'm on my own