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1.
I love you! 01:22
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!
2.
friendzone 02:06
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
3.
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 medication 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
4.
seventh 01:53
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
5.
big funeral 01:27
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
6.
so nice to see you how long's it been good speaking with you you look healthy and slim I'm doing much better making it mine 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
7.
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
8.
company keep 01:12
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
9.
fingerpaint 01:01
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
10.
golf 02:16
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
11.
witch 01:13
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
12.
the basement 01:49
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
13.
pity party 02:07
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 higher 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
14.
warm wins 03:11
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
15.
rehab 02:50
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
16.
show off 02:30
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
17.
reputation 01:46
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

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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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