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about

(lisp) released their LP "if { then } else { do } " in 2008
after spending all of 2006 recording it and all of 2007 mixing it. it represented a Herculean effort to seduce The Muse while on a deadline. when (lisp) formed, jhimm already knew he was moving away from Boston. the timing wasn't always clear, and as it turned out, the group got an extra year to work, and that's when this album was born.

after the release of the album, nearly a year after jhimm had moved to Chicago, there lingered a hope that the group could re-unite in 2009, as jhimm was slated to move yet again -- destination as yet unknown.

in preparation for this possibility, jhimm and Dave sat down on a Sunday in September of 2008 with a plan;
to take "if { then } else { do }" and decompile it into material that could be taken up by a three piece live band, and performed. in the event that jhimm returned, the group would find a drummer. in order to hit the ground running, they wanted to have arrangements of the three piece material ready to go.

so
they sat in the studio and began slicing away the fat.
first, all the covers had to go.
next, all the samples had to go;
it had become clear it was impossible to sell material with uncleared samples.
that killed the three "knee" pieces.
next, all the synthesizers had to go;
even if they wanted a four piece band with a synth player, that artist ought to be free to express themselves with their own parts. and as it stood, the plan was to have a classic "power trio".
finally, all the drum parts had to be reduced down to what could pass for "real" drums. all flagrantly electronic percussion elements were removed.

but something very funny happened when they listened to the results. instead of hearing hollow, stark, empty shells of songs waiting to be re-filled, they found themselves listening to a version of their material
that they had a sneaking suspicion was actually better than the previous release.

by Spring of 2009 jhimm knew he was moving to Houston, not back to New England, and so the dream of the power trio is on "indefinite hiatus" (never say never, jhimm could be back in New England sometime after 2015).

and so, the idea was hatched to make this decompiled material into a proper release of its own."Decompiled" could almost be considered an analog album. in an ideal world, we'd get a studio drummer to re-do all the drum bits, but you'll have to forgive us our budget constraints and just pretend.

we continue to hold out hope that "maybe someday" there will be a (lisp) that sounds like this.

credits

released January 13, 2011

jhimm: vocals, bass, sequencing
dave mazzarelli: guitar, sequencing, audio engineering, production & mixing

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(lisp) Boston, Massachusetts

jhimm and dave met when jhimm's former band, Scissorkiss, hired dave as the audio engineer for their final two albums. by the time that SK had to disband, jhimm and dave had already begun discussing a creative endeavor of their own.

after a few fits and starts attempting to include a handful of other musicians, jhimm and dave decided to stick to the power duo approach, and (lisp) was born.
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Track Name: dorothy
DOROTHY
jhimm, written 1993

the merchant of venice told the girl with red shoes
to follow the yellow river to the land of truth
and though she owned nothing and the river was long
she started sailing off, singing this song

after five years of sailing, the river it ends
in the middle of a city made of honey and green sand
in the square there was an alter, where Dorothy did sit
she laughed at the truth, she said "i just don't see it"

the land of oz and make believe, orange horses and color TV's
always running from what's behind, the future's worse cause its in your mind
forever fighting to not grow old, an endless battle so we are told
not preparing for what's ahead, memories dragging like a ton of lead

the merchant of venice told me a tale or two
of the beast that's in my closet, that lives on red shoes
he said "son please be wary although its old and blind"
i told him not to worry, cause the thing's a friend of mine

the land of oz and make believe, orange horses and color TV's
always running from what's behind, the future's worse cause its in your mind
forever fighting to not grow old, an endless battle so we are told
not preparing for what's ahead, memories dragging like a ton of lead

toy cars & make believe, chasing crickets and climbing trees
always looking for a friend of mine, hiding in the closet of my mind
always fighting to not grow old, a futile battle no ground to hold
lie quiet, tucked in my bed, memories running wild in my head

the land of oz and make believe, orange horses and color TV's
always running from what's behind, the future's worse cause its in your mind
forever fighting to not grow old, an endless battle so we are told
not preparing for what's ahead, memories drag me screaming out of bed

in the square there was an alter, on which i was thrown
then the beast told me to rot there, until i am grown
he said "son please be wary, when you've grown old and blind"
but i don't plan to live in fear, even when i've lost my mind
Track Name: stop the flow
STOP THE FLOW
jhimm, written 1996

Fully automatic blue bottle life container
don't leave me in the sun.
Sawed-off slide show raisins and prunes
stop smiling like a gun.
Star struck swimmers of airborne seas
are now my only friends.
Full metal sports-coat fools and queens
seen only through a sunspot lens.

Stop the flow {x4}

Inspiration flows like salt, on a wound
Don't kiss me until I'm cured
Separation creeps like ants, on a leaf
Sleeping where once it soared.

Pressure treated hanging gardens of glass
terraces all naturally made.
Full on plasticine halogen buzz toys
all familiar things seem strayed.
Nuclear roadblock falters silver space ships
been hanging around out to dry.
Cast iron dumpster rot floats purple breezes
cinnamon wheat toast on pumpernickel with rye.

Stop the flow {x4}

Inspiration flows like salt, on a wound
Don't kiss me until I'm cured
Separation creeps like ants, on a leaf
Sleeping where once it soared.

Stop the flow {x4
Track Name: test of time
TEST OF TIME
jhimm, written 2006

closed eyes, open mind
who can pass - this test of time
everything is so hard to find
brand my skin - don't hide my crime
the meek get by they flow like water
into the mill - of yesterday
everyday the task gets harder
on their endless - bed of nails i lay

sleeping beauty has turned to dust
waiting for - prince charming's kiss
life is something you just can't trust
as it sneaks off into the abyss

house is clean and laid in order
its coming back worse now seven fold
don't know when i'll reach the end
of this straight and narrow road
house is clean and laid in order
its coming back worse now seven fold
the house is empty and swept out
coming home again

don't waste precious time
on the past - or what's been done
focus on the contentment
of that - which is to come
i'm losing sleep but always dreaming
as clouds of time - cover up my face
heaven hangs just out of reach
the sunset a riot - of smoke and flame

sleeping beauty has turned to dust
waiting for - prince charming's kiss
life is something you just can't trust
as it sneaks off into the abyss

house is clean and laid in order
its coming back worse now seven fold
don't know when i'll reach the end
of this straight and narrow road
house is clean and laid in order
its coming back worse now seven fold
the house is empty and swept out
coming home again
Track Name: virtually gone
VIRTUALLY GONE
jhimm, written 2007

i'm sloughing off the accretions of time
troubled by the shape i'm in
whittling down this chip on my shoulder
opportunities are wearing thin
i've betrayed the instrument i was made to be
i think it's time to take one on the chin
my wings are clipped, my lips are sealed
i can't help wondering when my ship is coming in

its too late to take it back,
but even if we could i'm sure
we'd hang ourselves with the same slack,
sometimes i think that we should

can't see if we're on the right track,
trees in front of the wood,
blind our eyes to the burning flack,
i wonder if it does any good

tell me to my face
before i fade away

i'm just a docetic dreamer, hung out to bleed
not trying to grab the glory and power
not trying to change your heart or change your mind
not trying to be the man of the hour

its too late to take it back,
but even if we could i'm sure
we'd hang ourselves with the same slack,
sometimes i think that we should

tell me to my face
before i fade away
why don't you
Track Name: tired
TIRED
jhimm, written 2006

i try and i try
i don't need to know why
i'll wait for that time
when i lay down to die
a smile on my face
and a tear in my eye
but i'm tired Lord, so tired
can i rest here for a while

i'm risking a millstone
drowning in the flood
stumbling to my knees
on that road to the skull

get through the day
wishing i could drift away
can i come home now?
how long until that day

i'm risking a millstone
drowning in the flood
stumbling to my knees
on that road to the skull

get through the day
wishing i could drift away
can i come home now?
how long until that day
Track Name: annabell
ANNABELL
jhimm, written 1998

Darkened windows with powdered blue shades
Black circles surrounding white frames
I see what you need - I see your spirit
Keep your eyes on me - I'll see you get near it

Two halves of the moon against a red sky
Smooth unbroken landscapes where bright stars lie
I hear what you need - I hear your soul
Keep listening to me - I'll hear your stories told

What do you think of me? Are you afraid to tell?
Can you get free of me, my darling Annabell?

Ripened berries, violet stained
Wine and rubies from your wrists chained
I'll say what you need - I'll say when to start
You're locked to my will - I'm the lord of your heart

What do you think of me? Are you afraid to tell?
Can you get free of me, my darling Annabell?

What do you want from me? Your face aches to tell.
What else can you be but, my darling Annabell?
Track Name: under the water
UNDER THE WATER
dave mazzarelli, written 2007

sun is dim and the moon has gone black
wish that i was finally home
now its the end of days and all i see
a simple acquaintance where once was you
now i have nothing to show for it
never wanted to play the fool

how did i end up in this place?
why did the sky come crashing down?
things are much calmer under the water
the pressure builds inside my heart
i lift my eyes and beg for release
no answer comes and i fall to my knees

if i give my soul, would it give me direction?
if i offer up my soul, would it take the pain away?
fill this vessel with something to believe in
give me a reason to draw breath again

sun is dim and the moon has gone black
sorry lament for an empty heart
things are much calmer under the water
left behind with no one else to blame
a place i called home - what can i take away
yet i find myself homeless again
Track Name: purpose
PURPOSE
jhimm, written 1994

Johnny was a young boy, lived in the home of the brave.
Momma was a kind soul, in a world she could not save.
As Johnny grew in years, a wrinkled creased his brow.
He wondered how Momma would be, twenty years from now.

But I work all day, in the wasteland of fools,
sifting through the ruins to try to find the truth.
I work all day in the wasteland of this world,
and I wonder what will it be?

Janey was a good girl, she didn't fool around.
Her daddy was a hard man, kept both feet on the ground.
As Janey grew in years, a scar grew on her heart.
She wondered when he will show, his love to her, somehow.

But I work all day, in the wasteland of fools,
sifting through the ruins to try to find the truth.
I work all day in the wasteland of this world,
and I wonder what will it be?

Now Johnny and Janey, they're raising two kids,
never have no money, don't know how they'll pay the rent.
Johnny's got two jobs, so the kids don't see him much,
and the TV's on while Janey's on the phone,
now the modern world has its hold and it's dragging them down.

Bobby is their oldest son, he's grown so big and so tall.
His parents try to shield him, from the worst part of this world.
As Bobby grows in years, a fear brews in his heart.
Living in the real world, will his morals fall apart?

But I work all day, in the wasteland of fools,
sifting through the ruins to try to find the truth.
I work all day in the wasteland of this world,
and I wonder what will it be?
Track Name: home
HOME
jhimm, written 1999

dreams crumbling
plaster like rain
sifting and swirling
swept under again
colors fading
dust like the snow

sifting and swirling
sifting and swirling
sifting and swirling
no where to go

this house of glass will kill us both
unless a sinless man throws these stones
i take a breath and cross myself
say a prayer and call this - home

hope decaying
rust like a stain
sifting and swirling
swept under again
paint peeling
drifts start to blow

sifting and swirling
sifting and swirling
sifting and swirling
no where to go

this house of glass will kill us both
unless a sinless man throws these stones
i take a breath and cross myself
say a prayer and call this - home

dreams crumbling
plaster like rain
sifting and swirling
swept under again
colors fading
dust like the snow

sifting and swirling
sifting and swirling
sifting and swirling
no where to go

this house of glass will kill us both
unless a sinless man throws these stones
i take a breath and cross myself
say a prayer and call this - home