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Average Artwork

by Frederick Julius

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1.
Blow, daddy blow! Blow that horn way down and Blow, daddy blow! Blow that horn way down and Blow, daddy blow! Blow that horn way down and Blow, daddy blow! Blow that horn way down … There’s an old man sittin’ all alone out by the track It’s been a long time comin’ but his train ain’t comin’ back He thinks he oughta told her sooner, but now there ain’t no time grieve She’ll be home again by mornin’ ‘bout the time he gonna’ leave Blow, daddy blow! Blow that horn way down and Blow, daddy blow! Blow that horn way down and … Now he’s rocketing out westward on an engine made of steel He gotta get gone quick ‘cause otherwise he’ll start to feel He thinks he shoulda left town sooner, but now there ain’t no time to think He’ll hit Californ’ by mornin’ ‘bout the time he needs a drink Blow, daddy blow! Blow that horn way down and Blow, daddy blow! Blow that horn way down and … It’s been fifteen hours done come and gone since the night he left her cold But it seems more like fifteen years — goddamn the man got old! He thinks he coulda done it better but now he ain’t got no more time He’ll be on the floor by mornin’ ‘bout the time he gonna die Blow, daddy blow! Blow that horn way down and Blow, daddy blow! Blow that horn way down and …
2.
Mara 02:24
Well it was a hell of a party, that’s true Summer and smoke sure go nice with the circle of friends around you and I didn’t have to think twice ‘cause I knew this play’s closing with a bad review I know what I gotta do Mara, Mara I wanna be where you are-uh Mara, Mara, I wanna be where you are-uh Well it was a heavenly wedding in blue Those flowers sure framed you up nice Some lucky fool’s arms around you and I didn’t want to look twice ‘cause I knew that he’s closing down the avenue I’m still gonna drive on through Mara, Mara I wanna be where you are-uh Mara, Mara I wanna be where you are-uh I could just avoid the aisle but I can’t back down Sit and suffer with a smile until you come around But it’s too late now Mara, Mara I wanna be where you are-uh
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Summer Camp 03:21
When we were young we ran around a summer camp outside of town Out by the pool I drew you in chalk; tried to convince you to take a walk While all the cabins went to bed we made a break for my car instead Be careful! You might not last the day! Be careful! You might not last the day! When you’re with her it’s all understood When she leaves it don’t feel like it should So be careful! You might not last the day! And by the river where the trees stretched out you told me what your heart hurt about I dried your tears right before the dawn and you walked back with my sweatshirt on Now I can’t wait until you’re back around that summer camp outside of town
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There’s a pleasant field up in the hills where cold bodies watch the valley burn in their castles made of sticks and stones horns of plenty never emptied out Hours and hours go to waste in wasteful showers It’s a pleasant field up in the hills where the grass is long and beautiful Eyelashes never bat until someone sunburnt wanders up a gated drive Keep clear of the windows and close the blinds We can’t have nice things Life burns symphonic like a razor in the sun with a freeway for its laces Chaos masquerades as fun Put your top down and drive all night in a while you’ll never hurt again Smile ‘cause it’s all pretend There’s a stain across the sunset, but Monica don’t care and the ocean of the hopeless never messes up her hair The whole world loves you and swallows down all your brilliance in a single breath You’ll be dancin’ ’til you got none left Such a pleasant field up in the hills walk forever never touching down resting on laurels in the canyon Let’s abandon giving up the crown Kings aren’t made here, they’re born and good at hiding Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na
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Honolulu 01:24
Honolulu Let's take a trip and get out of this terrible town Honolulu We'll go where the water is clean and warm Honolulu Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh
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For a body in motion time slows down Whether you're coming or going, just look around
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A pipe exploded, something’s eroded there’s water seeping down in the wall “I hadn’t noticed,” she duly noted. “Honest, I feel nothing at all.” La la la la la la la la I pulled the fridge out just a smidge now to see how bad it looked from the side “It’s probably nothing,” she said, “But something is darkened and wide.” There’s water in these walls So much water, too much water in these walls There’s water in these walls Just get a grip now, we’ve gotta rip out everything and start over dry “I know we need to,” she said, “The bleed-through is spreading and it’s making me cry.” La la la la la la la la I’ll tear our walls down, our cares will fall down I’ll finish what I started back then “I think I’m ready,” she said and led me into the kitchen again There’s water in these walls So much water, too much water in these walls There’s water in these walls We got a serious problem in our walls (too much water) We got a serious problem in our walls (too much water) We got a serious problem “I just can’t fix it,” she said, “so let’s get a brand new house and start over dry I guess that’s something, better than nothing but I’ll be keeping an eye out For the water in these walls So much water, too much water in these walls There’s water in these walls
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Shyrell 02:58
Aahh, Shyrell Staring across this old desk, twelve feet seems like an eternity. Nothing will bring you closer. Can you be that afraid of me? I may be all lines and creases but there's still a lot of blood in these veins. She keeps me runnin' She keeps me runnin' She keeps me runnin' ooooh Shyrell You've got me driving faster. Strange how your eyes bring out that side of me. It's madness, but I sure like it - a hurricane that rages silently. I may be all rusted metal but there's still some muscle under the hood. She keeps me runnin' She keeps me runnin' She keeps me runnin' ooooh Shyrell Aahh, Shyrell This could be a slow disaster but I don't care what other people see. I know that I'm not the first guy to trip and fall for you so violently. I may be all foolish fumbling but there's still a lot of strength in these hands. She keeps me runnin' She keeps me runnin' She keeps me runnin' ooooh Shyrell
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The complications that we got, we can't shake 'em. It's just the long way 'round again. I'm outta patience when you stop short of saving me. Our bedroom's kinda silent like an auction but no one buys the scene - unless it sells for free. Is it even half as hard as we make it? We play grown-up like a child. We might as well join the ranks of the young and free. There's only one patch of grass worth protectin' and that's where we can both run wild. So what's it gonna be? Say you'll be mine Say you'll be mine Forever and all time Say you'll be mine Say you'll be mine That's all I need to hear from you and I know everything will be fine. If you'll stay with me and say you'll be mine. What if I said that I knew your secret? Would you look behind my ears and find the soft place where I've been hiding all my dreams? Some of the lies that your Mom and Dad told you are just a glass vase crashing down. But it's the flowers that you need. Say you'll be mine Say you'll be mine Forever and all time Say you'll be mine Say you'll be mine That's all I need to hear from you and I know everything will be fine. If you'll stay with me and say you'll be mine. A boy and girl get together in the corner and let the whole room go to waste. They think the walls and the wood floor cannot see. Well, they can dance that waltz if they wanna but when it comes time for the bow I hope you'll bend with me. Say you'll be mine Say you'll be mine Forever and all time Say you'll be mine Say you'll be mine That's all I need to hear from you and I know everything will be fine. If you'll stay with me and say you'll be mine.
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I could say she runs around but I really haven’t seen it. Nobody says a word out loud and if they did I wouldn’t believe it. And the truth of the matter is I don’t care how she comes and goes. Some girls are just too damn good for you to care where they leave their clothes. I could tell where you where she lives; but she likes her flowers hidden The valley swallows all she gives but she’ll tell you she’s only kiddin’ And the truth of the matter is I don’t care about her neighborhood Some girls you only visit once But this girl is just too damn good. I wanted to run headlong down the street that’s unlighted But that isn’t fun when the reason to bolt’s unrequited I cannot run Some girls are just too good Some girls are just too good
11.
What have you done? Is that ringing bell a signal that everything is a broke tambourine? Is that what you do when the going gets good? Take a running jump and play cards with the children know where the answers are … What did you see? Are you too scared to tell a simple lie when everybody wants you to come clean? Is your boyfriend a fool? Does he go and get good and drunk and out of it right before he slays hearts? You were children. Nobody knows where the answers are.
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Just hold your breath and hope I’ll change What I got inside is twice as strange I been around a tough time I been around a tough time I been around a tough time I been around a tough time Fluorescent screams fill out our fights I’ll just dance more and paint at nights I been around a tough time I been around a tough time I been around a tough time I been around a tough time My head is lead and my face is on fire But my gilded throat will sing me higher I been around a tough time I been around a tough time I been around a tough time I been around a tough time
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On And On 04:07
On and on, my mouth is yawning and it’s gone on far too long. It’s wrong that all you want are drawn out songs that go on and on. How many “baby”s can you shove in these tired chords and “Woah, woah, woah” until a million 12-year-olds get 30 million records sold? How many “break my heart”s and “Oh, baby, please don’t leave me”s go, whah, whah into a rip-off of real soul? Is that honestly your goal? On and on, my mouth is yawning and it’s gone on far too long. It’s wrong that all you want are drawn out songs that go on and on. Might as well just replace the words with a bunch of nonsense syllables. Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na How many “Don’t you worry”s and “When you kiss me”s does it take to show you’re overblown and uncontrolled and unoriginal fo sho … Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na
14.
Kimano mineva nasya Kimano my neva no I want to live my life alone I don't want to live my life alone
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Tomorrow morning gonna’ lift that weight again Without a warning gonna cheat my fate again ‘Cuz I’m lonely I’m nobody’s one and only Tomorrow morning gonna’ lift that weight again Not a chance I’m gonna’ fill my plate again ‘Cuz I’m worthless; all my good work’s left me shirtless I spill the syrup of my soul out as the days bleed into days Accumulating average artwork anonymous in the haze What’s an anthem cut from your lungs when the silence starts to roar? But tomorrow I’ll spill it all again, same as the day before Tomorrow morning gonna’ lift that weight again Without a mooring gonna’ drift out late again ‘Cuz I’m sinking under all of the thoughts I’m thinking Tomorrow morning gonna’ lift that weight again Pick up a piece of paper and a pen and pretend That I’m worth it; but I don’t got the guts to birth it Meaningless melodies meander through my mind concocting a canon of chords that the kids cordially decline A sullen songbook sighing is a siren on deaf ears But tomorrow the tunes will tilt; I’ve been making ‘em up for years Tomorrow morning gonna’ lift that weight again Without exploring what a gift it’d be to just end all this longing but then who would I be wronging? Tomorrow morning’ gonna’ lift that weight again Without a warning gonna cheat my fate again ‘Cuz I’m lonely I’m nobody’s one and only
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Miss Nebraska was a beauty queen; left the farm for a rider of the purple sage. But good men are few and far between, none of her soul and always twice her age. Everything’s boring when you’re constantly soaring up and away. Gentle Jonathan was a healing man riding west on a horse he called Jupiter. If anyone can fix you, Johnny can; mend her broken heart and ride along through to get her back up and soaring; picture-perfect days pouring down again. There’s a sweet end to your sorrowful tale All you need are four legs that won’t fail you. Sleep, Jupiter, sleep. Jupiter, sleep. While the stars waltz above you. Sleep, Jupiter, sleep. Jupiter, sleep. Jonathan loves you. Well, Gentle Jonathan had to sail away on a dark ship to an island where it’s always spring And Miss Nebraska just dreams all day of a sun-sweetened morning when she’ll get to sing “Life wasn’t boring because you kept me soaring.” And she prays Sleep, Jupiter, sleep. Jupiter, sleep. While the stars waltz above you. Sleep, Jupiter, sleep. Jupiter, sleep. Jonathan loves you.
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You wanna grab a pocket-full of that cheap trash up on La Cienaga? You got a full-blown habit? Well we could make a stab at Hollywood for ya So many sinful stripes that we could do, just loan my man your spare change. This little elixir makes your wide eyes blue. I like to tomahawk it! I like to rearrange You wanna drive a rocket down into Venice proper? All those willowy girls! Give in and don’t you stop it. Let Fritzie Jean unlock it. Amplify the world! It’s hard to telegraph what’s true. You’re barely walking around. You got the grass and, babe, I got the glue. We fold our fickle fingers. We never touch the ground. It’s like the tent folded up and we all left town Nobody wants religion from a circus clown You tired of the city? Wanna hijack every pretty dream you ever had? I bet you think you really saw something cool and nifty. Are the politics that bad? Limp from Laguna up to Malibu and let ‘em blow out your hair. We’ll have a broken-hearted rendezvous. They’ll say we disappeared, like, out into thin air.
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Some old man told me something true, but I forgot it. It could have changed my life if only I hadn't fought it. Are we sighs? Exhaled out and turned into the songs we cry? The clouds might burn off, but would we better for it? The sky is only worth the wait if you don't abhor it. Are we sky? Hiding and hopeful just behind the clouds we try to pry away? The constellations cross your face and move like water. Uneven like a wayward saint who's lost his daughter. He wants to die, if only so those secrets that he can't describe she'll see. I'm running only fast enough for you to want me. It's not the way we were but what we are that haunts me. I can't lie. An imitation of myself won't get inside you.

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released February 14, 2016

Produced by Matt Geiler
Words and music by Matt Geiler

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Frederick Julius Omaha, Nebraska

Frederick Julius is underground, lo-fi pop music that conjures the vital sound of early Beach Boys records with lyrics that are visual experiments in the surreal. Each title in the ever-growing Frederick Julius catalogue is written and recorded by Matt Geiler in his sleepy bedroom studio, dubbed The Wonder Room, in Los Angeles, CA. ... more

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