Forget
by Thoughts Detecting Machines
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Limited Edition 10" Vinyl + Digital Album
LImited Edition (of 400) 6-song EP on black, 10" vinyl with a 25 page "Forget" Post-it notepad on the front cover and hand-written, dry-erase liner notes on the back cover. Hand-numbered cover art, record and lyrics sheet.
Pre-order includes immediate download of 1 track in your choice of high-quality MP3, FLAC, or other formats. A link to the complete album will be emailed to you the moment it’s released. -
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Digital Album
Pre-order of Forget including immediate download of 1 track in your choice of high-quality MP3, FLAC, or other formats. A link to the complete album will be emailed to you the moment it’s released.Pre-order Now $5 USD or more
releases 04 June 2013
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Down To One
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2. |
Going Home
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3. |
Day After Day
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4. |
Code To Me
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5. |
In Grey
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6. |
Adam + Eve
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about
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releases 04 June 2013
Channeled by Rick Valentin at Studio Tedium
Mastered by Chris Goosman
Copyright 2013 Random Hut Music (BMI)
Channeled by Rick Valentin at Studio Tedium
Mastered by Chris Goosman
Copyright 2013 Random Hut Music (BMI)
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Rick Valentin spent a good part of the '80s, '90s and '00s touring and recording with the indie guitar group Poster Children. He also spent the '90s playing synthesizers with the instrumental electronic combo Salaryman. Thoughts Detecting Machines is Rick building up songs from looped guitars, vocals and electronics. ... more
discography
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Jun 2013 -
May 2012 -
Jun 2013
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- Track Name: Down To One
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The blue-eyed boy with the brown eyes
I couldn't tell if he was crying
I couldn't tell if he was with us
Or if he was in Amsterdam
The brand new girl in the old dress
Says someone should call his mom
I think it's time we cut her loose
Before she takes all of us down
We are the stars of our own show
Full of asides and inside jokes
We are the fittest of the weak
We're children playing in the street
We don't know our destination
We held hands and jumped aboard
We took a look at all our options
And traded them for something more
We are so far away from home
We don't respond when we are called|
These are events beyond control
And now our crowd is down to one
