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An Ad Hoc Ecosystem

by Mons La Hire

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the streets faded away no one paid any attention a pearl in the sky that crack across the ceiling some other kind of madness the right kind of ignorance alphabet in gold hug me till you drug me, honey bring on your clubs and parties the history of the world is hearsay alphabet in gold last minute changes of plan you relinquish control Our shadows tremble on the walls of the alphabet in gold the tree of life has been shaken the static in our communication the single most important thing but what does that matter if we get too close alphabet in gold
This car is going to move me Like a sleeper twisting in and out Yes is a pleasant country A place I-I-I-I could not pronounce the next step forward in evolution As flawless as the placebo effect That green sugar pill decisions The clock looked ready, ready to melt If everything you say is true I’m the queen bee, safe in the hive A button on the dashboard in the sky Keeping his pallid flame alive The whole place smelled like paint Carrot red hair and a lot of lipstick A band of sweat around his wrists the view of emptiness Another little spasm of the second hand It was right there in black and white Never saw the lions in england Nothing to arrest the eye
The Stranger 05:05
I could not find a silence the troubled church of his mind a roaring in his ears as the angel lead the ass into the heart of darkness and back again you are the stranger walking by your side at night an unlit window burnt by the fireflies sometimes he became so angry that his voice broke he was always doing things for people the girls in the long fur coats the wooden figures of the saints where’s home? it sounds like a charming place every last grain of dark invade the stronghold of the stars (Chorus x2)
Stars 04:13
The germ of sorrow yet to come Like the first flakes of snow in the long winter Just a suspicion of Someone who lay beside you in the moonlight What do you think about the stars? The little fish climb through The mind of the sea While the whole moves And every part stands still What do you think about the stars? I lost the empty feeling The motion of her hands as she walked The trees were sculpture without their leaves In that singular light (Chorus) The germ of sorrow yet to come Like the first flakes of snow in the long winter Just a suspicion of Someone who lay beside you in the moonlight (Chorus)
Good Advice 03:52
Took it slow driving down town The digressions we allow Where you’re going is exactly where you are The sun was still good for an hour How to tell the wholeness of our Original bloom? Wrinkle up like a house of cards Drawing you from memory We meant in time to measure up Your friends in the city Sir Isaac Newton sitting on a bed i asked how can you ever be sure I must have been the same to her There’ll be no fading for you or for me. We’ll be the first! Whatever it was they had to say A green thought in a green shade Eve’s knees ground in the dirt of paradise He cleaned out the closets Like bees they packed boxes We had very good advice Thanks for the ride (Chorus) Your hands hovering like Two shy birds about her face Leave the question unanswered What you can do yesterday (Chorus)
Too Late 03:28
when we’re watching the film I suppose we’ll just have to live with it Lost within a speechless sea I got a sort of second wind I wasn’t all that surprised you can’t build anything big enough but what if it wasn’t too late? love’s a universe beyond how the morning heavy soak The freedom of falling weather My soul is like a house The long corridors of each other
stripped in the darkness to the skin he had left the great seance that ghost of passion the last of the dandelions in your paradise In circles and jagged lines in this huge night hide in the shadow of terror you have fled through a crease in the air a violent wonder the shore between the sea of her black honey of summer of this white room
The Garden 03:51
I kept my light on late into the night I am beginning a new life of discipline Something more definite You’ll be in the index When a housefly flaps his wings This way to infinity I kept staring out the window for a clue the low, blue hills of the future Perfectly a strangeness of sunlight How the morning shone A strange migration If this is the best, what are the others like? What are the others like? Come along with me I was mistaken Come along with me We must cultivate our garden
Release 03:31
make room for the next there’s a hundred million others a glimmer doesn’t last the ten directions are a single open eye cut the sky into two black pieces nothing but the truth is a lie when all is said and done we came like water and we went like wind sold the reason they undream the dream cut the sky into two black pieces nothing but the truth is a lie


Download includes original collage art for the front and back cover as well as two companion images.

Written and recorded during the month of February as part of the RPM Challenge. All the lyrics were created by collage. A (hopefully) complete list of sources:

Moveable feast - Hemingway
The House at Pooh Corner - Milne
Holes - Sachar
The Giver - Lowry
Death Comes for the Archbishop - Cather
The Drunkards Walk - Mlodniow
Being good - Yui
The Rubu’iyat of Omar Khayyam
Confessions of St. Augustine
Fahrenheit 451 - Bradbury
October Country - Bradbury
Life of Pi - Martel
New York Times, 2/2/12
The Bridge of San Luis Rey - Wilder
Horoscopes for the Dead - Collins
Good poems for Hard Times - ed. Keillor
Alan Mendelssohn the Boy from Mars - Pinkwater
Selected poems by Wallace Stevens
Ballistics - Collins
The Hungry Ear - Poems About Food (compilation)
Brave New World - Huxley
Beginners - Carver
Candide - Voltaire
Conversations - Aira
West with the Night - Markham


released March 1, 2016

Mons La Hire is Daniel Watkins, Suzanne Watkins, Charlie Carr, Patrick Beesley, and Matt Cornelius

Daniel Watkins: Vocals, Lyrics, Guitar, Bass, Keyboards, Drum Programming

Suzanne Watkins: Bass, Vocals

Charlie Carr: Guitar

Matt Cornelius: Keyboards, Mixing, Mastering, Vocals

Patrick Beesley: Drums


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Mons La Hire Corvallis, Oregon

mons is daniel / suzanne / greg, processing life through making music.

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