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The Sad Machine

by The Singular

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I glide Falling asleep while traveling through time Clouds are angel squadrons flanking both my sides In case I should fall Heaven looks all right Somewhere between the ground And where the gods reside Is where I find my dreams tonight I spite The laws of gravity and elevate my height I watched the stratosphere catch fire that night The darkness overthrown
I am out of patience Waiting for a sign The road is split in fragments And me without a guide They wanna watch me go down I'm gonna give them such a show They wanna watch me go down Only hope I live to see you falling Touch less automatic We deliver on our word To bring you isolation Lips may move but words are never heard We all pay the piper someday
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We walked down roads where we'd never been before And we'd never go again if we could help it We looked each other directly in the eye As if to apologize for the 100,000th time We counted one Mississippi but the girls were so pretty That we thought we never would go home We told those crass mother fuckers Not to raise such a ruckus Running laughing all the way back home We met in secret under bleachers at the game Cause the other kids were lame and we could tell that They didn't care if we never did return But our parents they were firm We would have to live and learn We counted one Mississippi but the girls were so pretty That we thought we never would go home We told those crass mother fuckers Not to raise such a ruckus Running laughing all the way back home
I am just a sad machine A poorly engineered machine I express myself in endless screams And subvert my mind with feckless dreams Like one more machine Can you see the world Outside of yourself? Put down your disease And breathe Like one more machine
We'd burn in hell If we had souls to sell We drew short straws Death's fate better than ours We took the bate And who wouldn't in our shoes? We sealed our fate And bought our teeth eternal gnashing We flew too high By gods we were denied We knew too much And were treated as such
Blinking lights off in the distance They're sending messages in code They are sent and received by no one And what they're saying no one knows When all of your childhood dreams have failed We've got some great Opportunities in sales There are those children who believe they These winks of angels, sparks of ghosts Can usher them to better places Upon the wings of UFO's
When the satellites blot out the sun We'll be talking on our telephones Talking about TV like it was our family No, no, we won't even know No, no, we won't even notice When the robots kill us in our sleep We'll be dreaming about watching TV Dreaming about which sex in the city character Represents us most accurately And what does it say about me
When the world ends And all the hard drive stop spinning And all the cathode rays stop I know Somewhere I'll be smiling When the world ends And all the motors stop moving And all the people fall silent forever I know I'll be happy I'll be happy When it's all gone I'll be happy
No new happy life You are fabulous statistics If a solitary time you have stepped out of line You are the dead So you might as well say goodbye Because we're bigger than you Because we're always right You are the last man Overcome by helplessness You are outside of history And everything is perfectly under controll You are under controll


The Sad Machine is The Singular's first full length album as well as the first album to feature long time bassist and keyboard player, Terry Mortensen, and Nichole Catalano. The bulk of the tracking was done in a five hour session in Jonathan Rogers' basement, with the help of Rogers, and Andy Puch. This session took place in December of 2008 while front man James Pequignot was home from his short lived excursion to Los Angeles for Christmas. The only other instrumental tracking was of Pequignot's parent's piano, which was done in their living room shortly after the initial tracking. The album was then produced, mixed, and mastered during the remainder of Pequignot's time in LA. The final touches were put into place after he returned home to North East Ohio in February of 2010.


released September 25, 2010

The Singular is:
Jordan Valentine: percussion
Terry Mortensen: bass
Nichole Catalano-Miller: keyboard
James Pequignot: Guitar/Vocals

All songs written by James Pequignot
Except The Devils Two Step, and When the World Ends, written by James Pequignot and Jeremey Poparad

The Sad Machine was recorded by Andy Puch, Jonathan Rogers, and James Pequignot in Jonathan Rogers’ basement, James Pequignot’s bedroom, and James Pequignot’s parent’s livingroom. The album was produced, mixed, and mastered by James Pequignot

The melancholy clappers on traveling salesman problem, and the ghostly whispers on patience as a virtue were: Amber Manfredi, Nicky Mortenson, James Pequignot, Terry Mortensen, and Jordan Valentine

Artwork by Eric Miller: emmdesign.carbonmade.com

The free-jazz trumpet samples on The Devil’s Two Step, and the violin solo on The Traveling Salesman Problem were recorded by kaponja and FreqMan respectively. They were used under the creative commons license and can be found at the free sound project. www.freesound.org

The singular would like to thank:
Andy Puch, Jonathan Rogers, Amber Manfredi, Nicky Mortensen, Eric Miller, Bryton Catalano-Miller, Declan Catalano-Miller, Eric Sandt, Charlie, anyone who ever babysat the Catalano-Miller children during practice, and coffee. They would also like to thank each other in a multitude of mind numbing variations


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The Singular Akron, Ohio

The Singular is a band that holds high the value of music as an experience and strives to make a good one for anyone who cares to listen. As a modest four piece rock band they produce a sound that can be described as cavernous and overwhelming. They triumph the art of storytelling through song, and always invite their audience along with them on a musical journey. ... more

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