Spoons

by Jacob Earl

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The album is concept piece about the intersections of food, poverty, and mental illness. Within its notes, I sing laments and frank introspections of depression, hunger, anxiety, OCD, growing up in poverty, food accessibility, class warfare, and comfort food. . It was written and recorded between February 01st-19th, 2019, as part of the RPM Challenge.

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released February 28, 2019

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

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Jacob Earl Ottawa, Ontario

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Track Name: Shepherd's Pie
My belle, let's talk
About that billionaire guy
For all his wealth
Would he insure that you didn't die?
Would he feed and clothe the hungry
Would he even try?
Would he bake you homemade
Cookies
And Shepherd's pie?

My belle, let's talk
About the peeps on the street
Sleeping rough
And nothing to eat
Does the billionaire care
To share all his treats?
Is his self-named charity
Just a taxpayer's lie?

That's not enough to go around
How did we lose what we found?

My belle, let's talk
About the prices you pay
For goods and services
We should be giving away
The scarcity is false
For profitability
I want a full belly
Of homemade Shepherd's pie

That's not enough to go around
How did we lose what we found?
Track Name: Salty
Dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
Don't worry away
Your electrolytes
Dry your eyes
Salty spills
Don't forget to take
Your pills

Grain of salt
It's always my fault
The weight
The weight is a terrifying part
Grain of salt
Crave the taste
But so much food
Goes to waste

Burning my tongue
Hunger ain't fun
Tears of anguish
Floating on

Pucker up
Pucker up
The kisses, the kisses
Taste the luck
Silver spoon
Silver spoon
We're running out of time
All too soon

Burning my tongue
Hunger ain't fun
Tears of anguish
Floating on
Track Name: Spice Is Nice
There is so little left
Tastes so strong
Overpowering and rich
A symbol of wealth

If the aroma
Is sweet enough
You may forget
Your poor self

If the stench
Reeks enough
Put it back
On the shelf

There is so little left
Everything gone wrong
Time to eat the rich
Regain our health
Track Name: Sweet Meat
I broke into a butchery
And ate all the meat
Fuck all this fuckery
Nothing makes me complete

The emptiness in my head
Matches that in my belly
My brain meat is dead
I cook it on the telly
I cook it on the telly

Sweet meat
Give me
Give me a treat

A pretty voice
Turns a lie into sweets
I didn't have a choice
Born into defeat

Check the oven twice
Cooked OCD
The meat tastes so nice
But nothing is free
No, nothing is free
Nothing is free
No, nothing is free

Sweet meat
Give me
Give me a treat
Track Name: Sour Cream
Everything in the freezer went bad
When the power went out
I ate it anyway, all that I had
I know what I am about

I went sour long ago
Best before 1998
My thoughts are kinda slow
Don't like to stay up late

In the coldest hours
My breath was steam
Our love was never soured
It just unravelled at the seams

All the dry goods stocked away
In the pantry, in the dark
Never see the light of day
We thought we were being so smart

But it was all, it was all a waste
BHT and best before dates
Some things we'll never get to taste
Some things will always have to wait

In the coldest hours
My breath was steam
Our love was never soured
It just unravelled at the seams
Track Name: Soup
There's a mess
It never goes away
But I get a little warmer
Broth of the day
Bacon and noodles
Peas and lentil
Making me well
Keeping my mental

Soup
Sustenance
Soup
Must-have

Life's a blessing
Some people say
Those people do harm
To you every day
They whittle you down
With platitudes
Make you unwell
With privileged attitudes

Soup
Sustenance
Soup
Must-have
Soup
Sustenance
Soup
Must-have
Track Name: Stew
What would you do?
Yeah
What would you do?

What would you do
If you could not ruminate?
Monster mind stew
Save me from the hate

I steep in the mire
Always running late
Always so tired
Always so deflated

Sick of it all
Thick of it all
Sick of it all
Thick of it all
Sick of it all
Thick of it all
Stew
Screw you

What would you do
If you were suddenly poor?
Everyone you knew
Now you were ignored

Feelings are so fairweather
No one's altruistic
They don't really care whether
You are truly sick

Sick of it all
Thick of it all
Sick of it all
Thick of it all
Sick of it all
Thick of it all
Stew
Screw you
Track Name: Salad
I was wilting
Withering stems
I was filled
With dirty chems

Decaying roots
Dying leaves
Birthday suits
Bereft, bereaved

Eat your salad
Eat your greens
You can't afford it
The in-betweens
Eat your salad
Eat your greens
You can't afford it
Priced obscene

Grandpa passed away
Last night
Ol' Edgar Edward Earl
Put up a good fight

Cancer took him
He wasn't for want
So fuck your
Antioxidants

Eat your salad
Eat your greens
You can't afford it
The in-betweens
Eat your salad
Eat your greens
You can't afford it
Priced obscene

Tossed about
Like so much trash
Those with clout
I always clash

Green with envy
For the well
Just send me
Down to Hell

Eat your salad
Eat your greens
You can't afford it
The in-betweens
Eat your salad
Eat your greens
You can't afford it
Priced obscene
Track Name: Sandwiches
Cut your crust
Hold your lust
Folded and soft
If you must

I wanted more bread
Two pieces, keep fed
Get full, fuck off
You heard what I said

Go to bed hungry
Wake up hungry
Persistent cough
Insist it's not funny

Go to bed weak
We don't speak
Of this stuff
I feel so meek

Cut your crust
Don't make a fuss
Spread too thin
Dissipate to dust

Double-decker
Homewrecker
Original sin
Your fucking pecker
Track Name: Seafood
Mollusc
Just a husk of a man
Living off tuna
From a can

Can't afford
The fuss of a plan
Just scoff at how soon
This all began

All the seafood
You can see
Never enough
For you and me

Resources
Hoarded by the few
Oceans
Drained; not renewed

Forces
Lorded over you
Emotions
Waned, so cruel

All the seafood
You can see
Never enough
For you and me

Mollusc
Just a husk of a man
Living off tuna
From a can

Can't afford
The fuss of a plan
Just scoff
Just scoff at how soon
This all began

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