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Places Have Their Moments

by Ruminations

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1.
Flying From Mystery 03:42
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Flying from mystery of the heart Trying for no mistakes from the start Thinking it through Thinking it through with you Thinking it through Forever us two will Dive in shallows It’s all shadows Flying from mystery of the heart Trying for no mistakes from the start Denying our destiny and our part Always crying, get down and hide, in the dark Thinking it through Thinking it through with you Thinking it through Forever us two will Dive in shallows It’s all shadows Undress and propose Secrets stay disclosed
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Slow Motion Crossing 04:01
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The limits of outlaws are tied up in time Their methods may give pause but a crime’s still a crime slow-mo-tion crossing slow-mo-tion crossing No automated offenses or personal helpers will increase the tempo of a loan pretender slow-mo-tion crossing slow-mo-tion crossing Inability to blush the coin of the realm held in handbags of hypertrust sheer volume overwhelms The limits of outlaws are tied up in time Their methods may give pause but a crime’s still a crime slow-mo-tion crossing slow-mo-tion crossing
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The Worst You've Done 04:16
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kindness starts, starts with yourself accepting what is, and not asking, “what else?” all your becomings, involve some undoing and the piecing together, of what once seemed ruined better than being where you are, is knowing how far you’ve come to get a right measure, start from the worst you’ve done envy ends, ends with you knowing they’re no happier than you, and have the same seams showing what they thought would nourish, has left them quite famished with mind and spirit, no less than damaged better than being where you are, is knowing how far you’ve come to get a right measure, start from the worst you’ve done
4.
Our Youthful Universe 03:42
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Our youthful universe Our youthful universe It’s fan fiction Written in front Of a mirror Every ending As good as the last Our youthful universe Our youthful universe It’s your mixtape New discoveries Lots of eighties Every track as Good as the last Our youthful universe Our youthful universe
5.
Brown Dog 02:07
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(lyrics by Omri Malul) Today he'll put up the fight Connect the dots for the night And hit the trails of the brown dog The tides are turning for the brown dog Act before you could think Buy your demons a drink They'll keep their hands off from that brown dog The tides are turning for the brown dog The leash has broken off the brown dog A bone is thrown to the brown dog When you smile So I'm told Brings the smile From the world Dare you try To be bold Donate your heart for the deed Replace whatever you need They'll keep their hands off from the brown dog The tides are turning for the brown dog A bone was taken from the brown dog The leash has broken off the brown dog
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Low to No 02:41
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part-time fiends, gather to improve, as slashers in an age of horrors they compare jumping outs, spreading doubts, before crowning a champion, monster we adore in an age of horrors you might think, bastards would reject, strict standards in an age of horrors they must all certify, quantify, their harms and always live up to criminal group norms there is no slacking off, or hacking of the job of beastly predator, one who makes you sob in an age of horrors
7.
Some Sort of a Priest 04:19
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Give into the beast and you will be unwound Some sort of a priest tryin’ to drag you down rainbows of pills, stacked in small hills new communion, less confusion It might be easier, to add one more drug Someone has to pay for summer homes for prescribing thugs But when I bring up side effects please give me more than shrugs Give into the beast and you will be unwound Some sort of a priest tryin’ to drag you down dopamine is all that it seems you will gain both pleasure and pain They might have shut you down, but this was no stash-house sting Drug lords don’t get to unload stocks and keep all of their bling Meanwhile unholy parishioners are hanging by a string
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Last Escape 02:39
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Found that Late in life Was my Time to decide How a plot Should be landscaped A plan to escape A place to escape A nice Resting place Just in case Our history is reaching its ending A plan to escape A place to escape Finally found the spot At your volcano’s foot Because I’m one To take chances A plan to escape A place to escape
9.
Watching It Boil 02:53
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I wait and I watch and it suddenly stops even heating My fire’s gone cold and just like you told me hearts are fleeting Hope against hope, we’ll pull it together Tie us with rope, and bind us with leather Styles don’t stay Glamor is fluid Am I even seen? Another producer no more two-time losers our big break I’ve had my work done staying out of the sun for what’s at stake Hope against hope, we’ll pull it together Tie us with rope, and bind us with leather Styles don’t stay Glamor is fluid Am I even seen?
10.
Not the End 03:46
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instrumental
11.
One Afternoon's Conversation 03:18
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stop and look learn to see words don’t sound like a stare all impressions close to confessions remember the rain? how feelings flowed? all impressions close to confessions body language left us sanguine but not sedate don’t stand in drought drained holes find peace in tales retold
12.
Meet Your New Marshall 03:08
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instrumental
13.
In the Woods 04:36
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to woods exiled where words grow wild our ways reviled fathers defiled by mothers with child witches get riled! to woods exiled where words grow wild our ways reviled time to feel guilty later, feel the time time to feel guilty, later in the dark disguise burnt cork stones in an arc evil landmark for our trailer park dead meadowlark in the dark disguise burnt cork stones in an arc unstraight lines join true crimes same sad chimes lost in the pines arboreal confines of wicked design unstraight lines join true crimes same sad chimes time to feel guilty later, feel the time time to feel guilty, later
14.
The Ballad of Arthur Dent 02:44
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My home was taken from me but no time for acrimony now is my escape Had hardly time to drink a beer as demolition crews drew near my mouth was left agape Those Vorgon sons-of-bitches scooped me up without my britches and then I became A refugee from terra firma victim of inertia and now I proclaim I’m a space stranger Homo-remainder A non-plussed complainer Still in real danger Always one for sober pleasures cup of tea is what I treasure a warm sweater I’ll accept some inconvenience if it’s within reason (e.g.) rainy season This clearly was a Thursday If I had to take a survey they’re my worst days But surely nothing like this a galaxy taking the piss screw your permits I’m a space stranger Homo-remainder A non-plussed complainer Still in real danger

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Places Have Their Moments, the album, and Ruminations, the project, are the products of Greg Bonsignore, a multi-instrumentalist, singer, and songwriter who’s been quietly releasing quirky independent music for the last two decades. The album cover and the title originated as a photo of a found or “appropriated” décollage he noticed while walking on 18th Street in the Adams-Morgan neighborhood of Washington D.C.

What probably began as a sign to display the rules for a corner parking-lot, but became layered over time with band flyers, stickers, or random acts of political graffiti (later partially cleaned off for some unknown purpose) serves as an ideal metaphor for the process Greg uses to create his music. A visual composer, he likes to put down layers of sound and drafts of lyrics where a “peeling away” of notes and syllables gradually reveals the finished work. There is as much song “craft” or song “discovery” to his work as there is song “writing.”

These fourteen new tracks are the products of working mostly in isolation over the last twenty months. During this time he lived in no less than 5 zip codes—from Kansas, to D.C., to New York’s Catskills, to his current home in Winooski, Vermont. There might be a good story to explain all of this movement, but as Kurt Vonnegut wrote in his novel, ‘The Sirens of Titan,’ “I was a victim of a series of accidents, as are we all.”

He had hoped to mine his ongoing audio sketchbook for ideas that could be worked up into complete songs through a collaborative process with other writers and musicians (a sort of “anti-lockdown” project), but alas, the Covid variants had something else in mind. So rather than wait for conditions and circumstances to improve, he chose to finish these tracks in stolen moments in between so many geographic relocations. Perhaps that has imbued this album with a sense of dislocation. Regardless, Greg is looking forward to having this work out in the world, whether streamed into your ear buds or car speakers, or performed in front of a live audience.

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released April 30, 2022

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Ruminations Winooski, Vermont

Greg Bonsignore (gregbonsignore@gmail.com) is a Winooski, Vermont-based musician that plays experimental, indie, electronic, ambient, lo-fi, garage, acoustic, psych music, using guitar, bass, vocal, MiniMoog, Thor synth, Mellotron, iLectric Piano, iGrand Piano, DM1, FunkBox, and GarageBand.

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