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Super Useless Powers

by The MOTES

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1.
Happy Spirits 02:40
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How much time can you spend on it today? Because the silver trees don’t line the streets when you play I’m just a kid with the ancient artifacts I hope it’s nothing that lasts Because they didn’t laugh in Idaho They didn’t even get the joke So where’d the point go? Old old words worn thin and useless The careless mouth helped to ruin this When you think why do you look so cold? I’m a cynic’s cynic so I’ve been told Because the builders couldn’t fix this The eighth state presents a witness So where’d the point go?
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R62 02:15
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There were no lines in R62 There were no holes in R62 There were no scratches at all in R62 There were no lines at all in R62 There was no rust at all in R62 There was no pain at all in R62 There were no bolts at all in R62 No there was no no in R62 There was no tape in R62 There were no signs at all in R62 There was no metal to hold in R62 There was no scrapes at all in R62 There was nothing at all in R62 There were no lines in R62
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The Desert Song 02:17
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My hands are desert dry A damp sun spotted mind Pocket watch on the last golden chain Top rounded ladders fall Tumble down a dusty wall Left out patterns in the sun Corked chimneys of concrete beige Return in turn the same The water temp is down again
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The 5/8 Type 03:18
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Rusty cabins where the water courses Initialed in cement, bodies been spared It’s the five eight type but its not my type If anyone cares Stucco faces would be nothing Without shadows, without light And nothing would be anything at all Unless it’s felt, unless it’s right Shiny rivets take no questions at all Take nothing Nothing nothing nothing It’s so wiry, it’s so wiry Like silhouetted trees against the sky It’s so wiry, it’s so wiry To be so clever my last hypnotist was never here It’s nothing, unless it’s felt
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Paper Pilot 04:58
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Why do I get stuck with things like this... (inaudible)

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THE MOTES "... whose weirdy experiments with pop was the stuff of legend and confusion." - Patti Schmidt, Brave New Waves

It's February of 1994 and Jon and I are sitting on the floor of his room on Queen St in Halifax, listening to the drums and guitar for The 5/8 Type over and over again.

Earlier that week we had taken what was left of my student loan money and bought a four track. It was gonna be a lean winter, but who needs to eat when you’re 18 and there’s music to be made, right?

We camped out in a rehearsal space we shared on Cornwallis St, and while Entrafis in the room next door took smoke breaks we found just enough quiet time to record bits and pieces of our first songs. The 5/8” Type was stamped on the bare drywall - alright that’s what we’ll call this one, we can work with that.

That night back at Jon’s room we passed the headphones back and forth, listening to our work with growing excitement. We didn’t know exactly what we were doing, but we knew we had -something-.

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released March 1, 1994

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