Mock Trial / Hung Jury

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released February 13, 2007

Duchess Archive (DA003)
digital re-release 12 May 2011
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'Mock Trial / Hung Jury' by Turn Pale

SIDE TRIAL:
I. MTS
II. Come With Us
III. Fuseable Link
IV. Something K.
V. 22 Sections

SIDE JURY:
VI. Alpha
VII. On Matters of Finance
VIII. MTS II
IX. Hung Jury

Michael Anderson, Chris Lombardi, Nick Quagliara & Martin Sprowles
with Bz Gibbs & Sherri Miller (IV, V), Mike Bridavsky (IX)

all words by Michael Anderson, except:
portions of VIII: from 'What I Actually Am' by Phil Elverum
portions of IX: from 'An Evil' by Nathan Amundson, (2002 rivulets BMI)

recorded and engineered at Russian Recording by Mike Bridavsky
assistant engineers: Mike Notaro and Chris Cambra
digital mastering by Mike Bridavsky

cover painting by Ryan Woods
design by 4K Design

c+p 2006 Turn Pale


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For more than ten years, TURN PALE (from Bloomington, Indiana) has explored the corners of the dancefloor, with a decidely punk asthetic; opting to caress the dark, Rough Trade/Factory sound from the early 80's post-punk/goth movement. Darkness does not necessitate evil.

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Track Name: MTS
In any event, it will die!
It will die
It will die

In any event, it will die!
It will die, alright...

Forest time in an awful mood
sing it out, sing it true

You think about what you truly need
Then stall, hold out and wait
over and over and ove and over and over nadover....
Until you die
Until you die

Whatever you do, you will die.
We will die

In any event, it will die!
It will die, it will die

In any event, it will die!
It will die, alright

This is the place where all dreams meet

And in the days to come, beyond the end
It's ghost will sing
Oh, it's ghost will sing
that it's life
was not for naught

It will ring and ring
through the night

'But, what's the use, in the meantime' she says, with a sigh
It has died.
It has died.

Well, it's you that you seek to drown
Outside the ways of life

Oh, love's reproach, beyond it's touch

And what¹s your point
when you just let it all
pass right by

And then it¹s gone
and you wonder why
you deny

And at this, she walked away.

In any event, it will die.
It will die
It will die
In any event, it will die.
It will die, alright

I believe in what's behind the tree
I believe in what's inside of me

Whether or not, it will die.

-September 2005, Michael Anderson
Track Name: Come With Us
When you no longer see the point
fall down
lie prostrate on the floor

Your reactions based on foresight
take away
the joy of what's in store

You do what you will
for you are free
to choose on which side
you will fall

Everything here and now
will be replaced
by someone or something
each in turn

When you finally
and completely realize
what you had is gone

Will you seek to find the moon showers
unspoken
up against the wall

St. Jhonn said,
every man and woman
around you is a star

And 9:3 reminds us
that all the world
sings a sadness song

When you take in the doubts
don't pass them on
until you've had some time
to work it out
for yourself

And if I should fall
before the dawn comes
I will be gone

Will you see me as a point of light
to guide you
and help you all along

Will you be thankful
for the things that you never got
Every man and woman
is a bright blue star
from fall through ascension

-September 2005, Michael Anderson
Track Name: Fuseable Link
Everything that's beautiful
will die and fade away
But, put it in a box too soon
and it will suffocate

Tough pulled apart and cast aside
torn to tiny bits
You might need it someday
You may have to fix that someday

Who am I?
Who do you say that I am?
Everything to come is meaningless
and lacking any sense of discipline

All the world seems to know the words
All the world will sing along

For instance:
If we underline the mechanics of time
We can see how they seek to undermine
My life

Sometimes not a thing... well, most times
Nothing can make a difference

For instance:
I do not want to disappoint
or annoy you
I do not take your love for me lightly
so I do nothing.
and hope it makes a difference.

Hold out your hand to me and smile
sunlight
rain shine
sometimes
most times

Nothing can make it different

-September 2005, Michael Anderson
Track Name: Something K.
I held you down
into the tall grass
And learned the words
they taught were holy
Headlights, they searched the field
to take it all away
My darkness still ten years to fall

Woke up at dawn
to do whatever
You thought would be
the most amusing
I cleared the dishes from the table,
spoke in lies
My darkness still ten years to fall

I saw you next
a few years later
You'd taken buildings
from the Nazis
You used so many words
you'd never known before
Our darkness had begun to fall

Sara, you know
it's really nothing
Sara, you know
it's really nothing
Sara, you know you seemed
so frantic, in your way
As certainly we all will fall

Sara, you know
it's really nothing
Sara, you know
it's really nothing
It takes so long,
but you will die, you know, someday
The world around is not our home

-September 2005, Michael Anderson
Track Name: 22 Sections
Hollow out the empty path
is it narrow (like yours)?
'You think nothing's wrong', you said
and then you go go on your way

The same way as ours
The same way today
This same way devours
everything

Funny how after all this time
it's the same fucking game
You can still not know it all
while knowing everything

Everything
is yours and mine to hold
(if you want to)

Here is one that never fully sleeps
at no fault of your own
Years of disillusion seek to fault
and try to destroy

Everything
that you and I will seek
to hold onto

Hollow out the empty path
is it narrow (like yours)?
'You think nothing's wrong', you said
and then you go go on your way

Just let it go by
Just usher it on
Just live without knowing
worry

-September 2005, Michael Anderson
Track Name: Alpha
Come out
Move around
I won't take no for an answer
Let's begin
I will be there
from fall through ascension
I won't take no for an answer
Hold out your hands
to me now

-September 2005, Michael Anderson
Track Name: On Matters of Finance
All work and no play
that boy's always working
too much

I want more towers
up the walls
hold on tight, don't falter

Feeling out the way to be
can be a drag

(Pick it up.)

Part ways, but not for lack
share the same inception

Feeling tight as a way to live
is no life at all

Actually it's a game
That began at the beginning of the end of it all
It begins with the fall

I have more love than
I could possibly share in one life

Sometimes NOW gets confused with eternity

All work and no play
that boy's always working
too much
to believe

He takes part in the game
But it's beginning to push him up against the wall
He's beginning to fall DOWN

-September 2005, Michael Anderson
Track Name: MTS II
I am not going to be able to do this
I don't talk on the phone
Anxious, at work, feeling sad,
I don't watch much TV
She took advantage of me

Frustrated
Frustrated
Frustrated
She's being so mean

I always going to feel bad
I'm going insane
Relieved at how awful I am at this

8:00 AM, 3:00 AM
6:00 PM
4:30 in the afternoon
23:00 hours
it makes no difference to me

In any event, it will die

In any event, it will die
it will die

In any event, it will die

In any event, it will die!
It will die, alright

In any event, it will die

Something awful is happening
Nothing ever goes my way
Happy, eating dinner
My life is out of control

And I don't want to die
I don't want to die
I don't want to die

This is the place where all dreams come to die (as they certainly will)

When I was sturdier I'd talk about
how certainly we all will die.
(we will)

Die, die ,die, die, die...

In any event, it will die!
It will die
It will die

-September 2005, Michael Anderson
Track Name: Hung Jury
I'd heard from this lover
who'd burned the words of all of the others
She started a whole new state of perception
it was her fault
that design
corrupt by desire

She's a nightlight to babies
A nightmare to mothers
and something else entirely to all of the others

And she was mine
at least for a short time

And all that I really know is that
you and I, we already know

I've got boxes in piles
all around this office hovel
which makes up some sort of sham life
(but, it was mine)

Well, open a box, take out a picture
of your humble narrator
at seventeen
an age when he'd read too much about
Turkish Delight and a land
ruled by a lion

a lion.... a lie on... you are a lie.

And all that I really know, is that you and I, we already know...
how low I am willing to go.

How low?
How low?
HELLO!

HELLO HELLO...

It's your time,
it's my sham life,
it's my trial,
it's fucked up,
it's maxed out,
it's held down.

Here is a box full of some words or other,
made out to someone,
(oh someone or other)
I once called a friend,
but wanted as lover...
friend / lover...
friend / lover....
friend...
lover.

She was mine.

And so this lover
you know the one who'd burned down all of the others
Well, she was mine
At least for a short time
But, she might as well have been yours
for all I remember

All I have to go on
is boxes full of...

And it's my... Life... Sham... Life... My... Trial...
My sham life, my mock trail, my sham life, my mock trial.

And all that I really know,
is that you and I, we already know

-September 2005, Michael Anderson