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released May 8, 2013

Originally a tape put out by Maximum Pelt, now a digital download!

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Esoteric Tapioca Chicago

My name is Mark. This is my music project. I live in Chicago and play shows around town at galleries and cafes and basements and lofts and ballrooms and communes. I make all this music myself. Sometimes people help me too. All the songs are written and recorded by me. I hope you like it. ... more

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Track Name: I love you!
I know I've said a lot of things in verse
a slur, a melancholy sharp-tongued curse
to bring confusion to the set-in-stone
to break the pattern of a life alone
but I assure you what I tell you here
is something everybody needs to hear
if you just say this simple short cliché
it will put everything right in it's place

I love you!

In short, the simple things in life are grand
so this should be simple to understand
though I may have no girl to call my own
if I just say it I don't feel alone
instead of keeping all your stress inside
just take a second to release your pride
and turn your face from always looking down
and sing it right along with me this round

I love you!
Track Name: friendzone
there's no sense in picking it up again
picking it up
there's no sense in picking it up again

if you don't take the power to lead
I'll bet you'll see her leaving with the other men
if you don't stop doing nothing
you'll need another reason to go on with another plan

there's no sense in picking it up again
picking it up
there's no sense in picking it up again

until you understand that your need is the problem
you'll feed into the zone-of-friend
you won't be benefiting
you're not getting anything back from all the love you spend
Track Name: speeding trains
feeding brain and waiting late until new images come
speeding trains this page was made to start a conversation
trading novelties cancer caking our blackening lungs
hide the words designed to instigate communication

don't let these things eat
let them wither and fade
don't let them tell the lies that you'll embrace

lying wide-awake, not sleeping till the first light of sun
sighing brides are waiting weeping at their celebrations
falling eyes and tears, the saints are starved for meditation
but you won't find them near when you're prescribed your medecation

don't let these things eat
let them wither and fade
don't let them tell the lies that you'll embrace

artificial serotonin bliss ask your physician
may your eyes be glazed with happy desensitization
you can speak your mind, be free - just not on television
you can do just as you please outside media's prison

don't let these things eat
let them wither and fade
don't let them tell the lies that you'll embrace
Track Name: seventh
well, I'm always on the verge of a form of some addiction
overflowing with insomnia and malnutrition
thinking I can figure out the deeper mysteries
about the day I found the truth that had me down on my knees

you'd be alright if you would see I'm right
you'd be fine too, if you could see the line in front of you

I feel the same as did in my seventh year
it was the time I heard the words I knew that no one else could hear
and it's a story that I'm writing that nobody else will read
about the day I found the truth that had me down on my knees

you'd be alright if you could see I'm right
you'll be a fool if you just eat whats right in front of you
Track Name: big funeral
big dreams I always really believe will come true
big lies I don't realize I told you
big deal if your big plans for me all fall through
big eyes, big heart, big funeral

hold out till you've held out all you have
till the feelings-all-felt fold in half
till the flag's at half mast
till your present's in your past

big dreams I always really believe will come true
big lies I don't realize I told you
big deal if my big plans for you all fall through
big eyes, big heart, big funeral
Track Name: letters & signs
so nice to see you
how long's it been
good speaking with you
you look healthy and slim
I'm doing much better
taking my time
I stopped writing letters
and I stopped seeing signs
so nice to see you
out on the town
real good talking to you
see you around
Track Name: I'd rather be alive
it's good to be alive
but it's sad when you're dead
and to never have another thought in your head
I'd rather be alive, with hurt all around
than to be a cold dead body in the ground
Track Name: company keep
panning the walls
seen in the cracks
constitution
our confusion
nothing to see
buried are we
company keep a corporate eye on me
understand I'm american
and that we're here under the gun
under the sun of pollution
we think it's fun
we think it's fun
we think it's fun
I'm gonna cum

breaking the walls
payed for the trades
stocking the halls with poison grenades
bottles and guns are making us free
prodigal sons that we'll never see
revolution
evolution
Track Name: fingerpaint
right above the crest of her cheek
I saw the future that I wasn't in
the translucent nature of a skin I couldn't warm
my palms were frosted over
I couldn't hide the twitch anymore
everything seemed to warm me from the inside
everything outside was too cold to keep the heat
I made this bed and I looked around for an excuse
I'll brew you your rights and you can fingerpaint your reply
you'll act like you didn't hear me
and I'll act like I don't mind
Track Name: golf
I think I've got it
We'll all play golf
not the thing with balls and irons
no I mean round [of] nine cards loud
if you sew more metal linings
get the fuck off my cloud
you disturb the zone I'm lying in
making it drift in drought
thrown stones of hail and lightning
get the fuck off my cloud
Track Name: witch
beat down
locks looking raw
the sun feels wrong
where are we now
there seem to be a lot of long-hair-kids
kicking back
hanging out
I told the biggest stories of the night
you had a ball queen's pace
and a home for everyone who threw a fit
laid down
face down
a black witch lit my cigarette
a cold wind
crows crying
and by the night here I'll be sitting standing waiting by
bye bye bye
pretend to suck it in and swallow what the pride let in
you couldn't find a colder organ in a morgue
Track Name: the basement
I'll turn the luck-of-the-draw into a god-send
molding my perceived hell into a heaven
consider my art a selfish zealot's wasteland
climbing up to the sky down in my basement
you can run in a circle chasing tails, friend
I'll be on my own raft making my sail's wind
when you're old and you wonder where the days went
I'll be loving and laughing in my basement

scraping through the dirt and sand
making myself a better man
meeting my own demands

pushing past the idea of addictions
crushing up and inhaling self-afflictions
good wherever I'm at, but not complacent
breathing in my own smoke down in my basement
turn my back on the clock and make the time stop
stubborn-headed and bold
too proud to find god
sick to death of my job and all my pay's spent
I'm digging myself a grave down in my basement

scraping through the dirt and sand
making myself a better man
meeting my own demands
Track Name: pity party
soften
glisten
talk and listen
laughing
breathing
ain't nothing I'm needing
perfect magick
no more tragic times will find me
my hope will define me

deep inside my mind there lies a sentimental feeling
a nostalgic holy place that I have found
and when the hate-y, angry, hissy-fit-y, pissy, shitty, petty
world comes knocking
I won't be around

closer
kinder
seeker
finder
warmer
stronger
I'll stay harder longer
open
caring
loving
sharing
sunny
cloudy
don't worry about me

'cause deep inside my brain there lies a plane that I can travel
I can live there in the legends I create
and when the little liar, loser, user, hater, waster, faker world comes
I don't let it in my gate
Track Name: warm wins
lines of chalk
they don't listen when you talk
painting portraits with your footsteps
soak them with the strides you walk
while you whistle through the park
make them shift and stutter
smile, you choke them when

they see the signs that send shivers down most spines
they feel the fire of the sun that steals their drying eyes

the things you say make wicks of twin-end-candles fray
ice melts, scabs appear on fresh-cut-wounds, warm wins
bring in the strays, and turn those pretty things away
minds untying all around the yarns you spin

bound by twine by their deeds, they need refinement
grounded by the self-same wings they need for flying

hands that cling while all the rest of life's fleeting
steal the stage, they show there is no race to win
birds will sing, lips will meet, and eyes will sting
something better's just outside the space of sin

I see the signs that send shivers down most spines
I feel the fire of the sun that steals my drying eyes
Track Name: rehab
I really hope you don't turn out to be
the losing question, final call, last plea
I was unaware I was past-due
when I went to rehab

you've gone and let your mind evaporate
too soon to tell if soon will be too late
I was unaware that I had to
'cause I was in rehab

I was feeling linearly pressed
I was in emotional recess
I was unaware you were waiting for me
while I was in rehab

I'm kind of hoping you'll turn out with me
I just can't wait to hear the things you'll see
if you aren't scared we can make it
or I'll see you in rehab

I was feeling linearly pressed
I was in emotional recess
I was unaware you were waiting for me
while I was in rehab
Track Name: show off
if you're here to show me up or show off how well you're put-together
you'll find
that your coquettish looks, and clasped hands, and boyfriend's band
is just a waste of your time
and I'll leave it alone you're just a clone
a long face, I see you waiting in line
and I won't get the phone when you decide to call me up
I'm sick of saying goodbyes
the memories they slowly fade on into black
there's not much here to miss and there's nothing to go back to

It's too bad you'll roll your eyes and leave
before you will ever get a look at the signs
that my ship has sailed, it's out to sea, floating
while you're keeping every fish that you find
and when the sickness sinks
as all things fall
who'll cut out the knots you're tying into your line
I don't need a reef, a boat, a sail or a sunrise
to drift away from the rise
of memories slowing fading into black
there's not much here to miss and there's nothing to go back to

I'm seeing the land
my best-laid-plans only took a little tiny piece of your pie
and while you're dripping drool for some poor fool
I'll be building up a better home in the skies
yeah you can keep your sneaky, selfish, snake-oil
it's a token of a trivial try
plain and petty
went and burnt out every little light you used to keep in your eyes
the memories, they slowly fade on into black
there's not much there to miss when there's nothing to go back to
Track Name: reputation
my friends have got me thinking that I'm needing a vacation
from the island of a man that I've built my reputation
but they're the ones that need to see
that I'm a new-wave prophecy
waiting to combust inside the engine of the industry giants

well, I knew since I was six that I was gonna be a legend
but it might just mean I ain't getting into heaven
well, I found inside of my own soul
the darkness that surrounds us all
and I took a little bite and let it poison my libido for life

I used to think a lot about the state of contradiction
the intention of a lyric and it's lack of a conviction
but now I see the truth in lies
so wipe your eyelids off your eyes
and meld into the setting of amoral aberration tonight

see if you can make it how you always want to take it to me
recognize the situations that surround all the apostrophes
see if you can put the implication on your empathy
'cause I'm never cool enough to be what you wanted to be

well, my friends have got me thinking that I need a motivation
'cause everyone I talk to bores my mind into frustration
well, don't tell me how to live my life
when you're the only one who put me under the knife
always drowning the reflection of the window that you think is a mirror