by Deleter

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First single for the forthcoming album 'Oblique Seasons' available from 25 Diamonds and Landski Records Dec 7th 2015.


released November 2, 2015

Travis Collins - bass guitar - vocals. Joshua McKay - drums - percussion. Jordan Morantez - guitar. Knol Tate - vocals - guitar - Juno 106.

Written by Deleter (copyright 2015). Lyrics written by Knol Tate (copyright 2015). Produced & recorded by Deleter. Mixed by Knol Tate. Mastered by Mikey Young. Sketches by Meghan Irwin. Design by Anna DePagter.



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Deleter Minneapolis, Minnesota

Skewed but catchy. Straight forward yet obtuse. Angry but thoughtful. Sleeker, simpler and meaner.

Lyricist and guitarist Knol Tate (Satellite Voices, Askeleton, Killsadie, Hidden Chord). Bass guitarist and vocalist Travis Collins (Satellite Voices, Spirit Of 76). Drummer and percussionist Josh McKay (Farewell Continental, Mourner). Guitarist Jordan Morantez (The King & The Thief/Blue Green).
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Track Name: Seclusion
Racking on case letting, buried in your lap. "Headed inward", you ask. "What was wrong with that"? it's ill intent asked of you, but loneliness isn't despair. You go blue, so blue, a foul tongued version of you. Slam sighted short enough. Isolation is a prize, but not enough to lie. You say "goodbye", goodbye. Shocked into seclusion.

Caress your knees. It's water to the seas. Like spitting in air: no one really cares. Your body to the wind and you say "Begin again? Oh yeah"!

Tear up a check and eye. Wear a tattoo that you speak. My blue eyes are bright but sinking in the deep. It's alternate choice but blind. Isolation is the prize. Seclusion is the world open. The sea is what the world sights. And they spoke a version, it's wrong or right. Either way it's worded wrong. Waiting for a fight.
Track Name: Mention You
Sweet cold untouched. Eyes forever seeing too much. Share but silent word not found but a whisper completely gone. It's incoherent, stock in shape. Formless but formed. Ignore the same. Blank foundation. Unearth unchained. Happiness gained. Singing no sound. Nowhere to be found. Over and fingers mingle in dark. Red eyes close. No fucking heart. It will continue. Always moves slow, but patients awaits. Always too late. Listen so easily. Shut up for once. Trust no one and fall back. In prose in heart. Everything apart. It falls, no wait. Behind the same. In name so named. Everything the same. Sounds like mine. Where nothing is an eerie ghost. As wind or whistle. Comfort place. Embrace escape. Escape.