Fifteen Years of Fears

by Jacob Earl

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A Jacob Earl Anthology, 2001-2016.
15 personally curated songs, spanning my solo career to date.
The album (title) is a nod to Arab Strap's Ten Years of Tears and Buck 65's 20 Odd Years: Occupying that mood, genre, and sonic space between Scottish sadbastard lofi pop and Canadian indie hip-hop anti-folk.

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released May 6, 2017

Produced, written, recorded, and performed by Jacob Earl.

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Jacob Earl Ottawa, Ontario

Independent DIY queer producer/songwriter/photog.

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Track Name: Kitchissippi Life
I’m working on my hands and knees
In the dirty garden of my dreams
I’m in the trenches, sowing seeds
I’m down in the dirt, I’m digging up weeds

Since I arrived here, I am more at peace
Than I have ever felt with my inner beast
And I wonder why it matters to me
Whether I control my Hyde or let it break free

Sometimes I’m kicking up trouble
Other times I let sleeping dogs lie
I’m Paul Simon, I’m the boy in the bubble;
I got fifty ways to leave you high and dry

I’m Thom Yorke, I’m the Karma police
I’m the subterranean homesick John Cleese
I’m Monty Python meets Freddie Mercury
I’m the killer queen of the Kitchissippi

I'm Tom Cruise, I'm mission impossible
I'm such risky business, I ain't machine washable.
This rap fabric too threadbare to launder
The words are worn down, but it's too late to ponder

I’m working on my hands and knees
In the dirty garden of my dreams
I’m in the trenches, sowing seeds
I’m down in the dirt, I’m digging up weeds

This is life and I’m not disappointed
But I’m scared of dying before I get to the point of it
Please let me in on the secret
I don’t wanna wait, I wanna go out and seek it

I’m the luckiest man in the whole O-town
When I have your arms wrapped around me
I rap even when I’m feeling down
To remind me that I’m so happy you found me

I'm Thom Yorke, I'm the homesick alien
I'm a fitter, happier Robert Allen Zimmerman
I'm a rolling stone and Frank Zappa
I'm really rappin', it's really happening

Mother of invention, I don't even care
My best laid intentions left me bare
I'm the O-town answer to Okkervil River
Kitchissippi life on the starry stairs

I’m the guy at the back of theatre
I’m the one fan clapping when the credits rolls
At the afterparty, I’ll see you later
And invite you out for a sordid stroll

It's not a movie, I'm sippin’ tea
Watching you slowly undress for me
The sun is slipping below the trees
I love you so much, Kitchissippi

I’m working on my hands and knees
In the dirty garden of my dreams
I’m in the trenches, sowing seeds
I’m down in the dirt, I’m digging up weeds

The greatest tale never told
Is the one about the two of us growing old
In Kitchissippi, life’s a beach
But only because you’re within my reach.

Sometimes I’m kicking up trouble
Other times I let sleeping dogs lie
I’m Paul Simon, I’m the boy in the bubble;
I got fifty ways to leave you high and dry

I’m Tom Wilson, I'm the rodeo king
I’m a Junkhouse, I'm Garbage, I'm everything
to everyone, I'm Art Alexakis
I'll buy you a new life 'cause I'm paid to fake it

I’m working on my hands and knees
In the dirty garden of my dreams
I’m in the trenches, sowing seeds
I’m down in the dirt, I’m digging up weeds

Since I arrived here, I am more at peace
Than I have ever felt with my inner beast
And I wonder why it matters to me
Whether I control my Hyde or let it break free
Track Name: Blue Mountain
on blue mountain
atop the black diamond
surrounded by white highlands
cheeks swelled pink and eyes red
we puffed green for courage instead

we carved like it was turkey dinner
fearless that we be delivered
to the bottom safe and sound
and where are you now?

it’s getting cold as it gets dark
and the floodlights are down
they’re closing up the park for the night
you’re nowhere in site

the colours you showed me
have all turned to shades of grey
i’m living life, but only living it day to day

on blue mountain
atop the black diamond
we shared a moment locked in time
like a thief in the night high on life
and so many years we paid the price

it’s getting cold as it gets dark
and the curtains are drawn
they’re closing up the house for the season
have I got any more reason to stick around here?

the colours you showed me
have all turned to shades of grey
i’m living life but only day to day

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