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Pushpins

by ann driscoll

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1.
Kill Me 02:53
Breaking away from you is like picking up a cigarette Going through the motions, moving like a marionette Others leave their lovers after twenty times as many years What makes you something different, hissed the devil’s voice inside my ears? I think that it’ll kill me I think that it’ll kill me Shaking fists and pounding drinks exactly like my mother knew Timelines looping back around, a science fiction coming true I’m a self-fulfilling prophecy of all the hate inside her head Didn’t know I could regret things that haven’t happened yet I think that it’ll kill me I think that it’ll kill me
2.
Black Box 02:12
it’s gotten to the breaking point where everybody knows we’ve lost our minds we’ve lost our minds the emperor is walkin down the street without his clothes we’ve lost our minds we’ve lost our minds but i’ve been combing through this black box takin stock of all the last thoughts of the pilots as they crashed down you never knew the line between your soul and your disease call us ill call us ill excuses, excuses, excuses to avoid maturity we take a pill we take a pill i’ve been combing through this black box takin stock of all the last thoughts of the pilots as they crashed down ruling out the things that couldn’t be whittling down the list of possibilities cuz everybody’s safer when you know how it all went down what if there’s a man inside this burning effigy? rest in peace rest in peace we shot him hung him slit him just to get him on tv rest in peace rest in peace but i’ve been combing through this black box takin stock of all the last thoughts of the pilots as they crashed down
3.
Fiasco 02:41
yes some mistakes were made all of them were costly and a lot of them grave the execution wasn’t right i didn’t have a plan for the peace when i ended the fight the buck stops here yet i freeze like a deer in the glare of a camera light so i starch my shirt but the blood and the dirt can’t be sterilized yes some mistakes were made all of them were costly and a lot of them grave i took my orders from above i’d like to think it wasn’t blind allegiance that it really was love the facts have borne out all the hate a system that permits our evil always seals a horrible fate the buck stops here yet i freeze like a deer in the glare of a camera light so i starch my shirt but the blood and the dirt they can’t be sterilized
4.
i guess you didn’t know but boy i wish you had i guess you didn’t know but boy i wish you had you could have saved me the trouble built a field where there’s rubble when i told you i was crying you kept on insisting on trying if it’s broken in the store you wanna know before before you put it on your shelf before embarrassing yourself you could have saved me the trouble built a field where there’s rubble when i told you i was crying you kept on insisting on trying i should have advertised my sins branded on my skin well i guess you didn’t know but boy i wish you had
5.
boom boom bust go the things we trust but it’s all ok cuz we’ve learned the game but did you know when you signed the line when you checked the box all the things you’d lost? they will find you, mine you until they know all the things you want that you don’t own the fruit we bear from our hearts and minds gathers coal black dust in a data mine the fruit that fed the canary’s corpse when the air outside well it can’t be worse they will find you mine you until they know all the things you feel that you don’t show they will find you mine you until they know all the things you feel that you don’t show a phantom ring from a phantom friend with our phantom limbs we’ll walk in dreams again every one in a two-way mirror every one never seein clear

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recordings from 2010-2015
recorded in new york city

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released July 16, 2016

cover art by shannon orcutt shannonorcutt.com
additional artwork by johanna kenney and kelley garrard

written and performed by ann driscoll
co-produced by jon smith
performers include: jon smith, pat morrissey, bryan percivall

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Ann Driscoll Cincinnati, Ohio

Stunt Casting is Ann Driscoll (b. 1987), a multi-instrumentalist and composer who writes, records, and performs songs that fuse the idioms of 60’s pop, horror cinema, and op-ed columns into a disturbing, funny, and singular perspective.

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