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Isolation Station

by J.Press

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1.
Maslow 03:33
Awkward as a new bar of soap Some people only find work as a circus sideshow Me, I’m sympathetic to the cause But tell me what on Earth makes you think that I’d know My thoughts, strewn about, loosely connected, on a bulletin board for some unsolved crime So why'd you pick up the phone when you knew where my head was at from the difference in the time Old enough now that I see people starting to repeat, people starting to repeat (people starting to repeat) At the sayin’ straight We’re all just as sick as the secrets we keep Exhausted like the piled up snow on the side of the road after the evening drive It may not work for you and me but baby on my own I kinda thrive Here comes the panic, here comes the dread Here try something else instead Remind me of the first thing we talked about, or the last thing that you said No one’s where they want to be, maybe you, for sure not me Maybe we’d be better off… well, you know I need you to feel me I need you to tell me it’s all gonna be okay I need you to reveal me I need you to light my way
2.
Betterview 03:17
Mid-evening strides Lost among the pines Hot enough to let you know That it’s still summertime Pharmaceutically armored And blowing past all of the signs Sip in the moonlight We had a whole lifetime Ahead of us once I see what’s in your eyes You’ve sold out on soul doubt I’ll hold out to hole out and try Walk with me to to get a better view And we could be sometime else Before or after all of this That preoccupies us that we Are not thinking about right now
3.
What Shines 03:30
I’m in authentic Kicks from 1986 A superhuman super human Waiting for the remix Me I’ve got my pop psych I ride it like Excitebike I know the things you hate in me Are things in you you don’t like Vicarious anxiety And stunning impropriety Go and grab the ruler Time to measure up my piety What shines, does it shine for me? I don’t mind, the kids are alright with hypocrisy You can see the light You can feed the fire You can fight the fight You can preach the choir Everybody wants to be you Everybody wants to be you Everybody wants to be unique I’m the raging bull in your China shop The gravity to your rain drop The speeding car to your traffic cop The twist off to your bottle top What shines, does it shine for me? That’s fine, the kids are alright without privacy You can take your bite You can be the liar You can say goodnight You can just retire Everybody wants to be you Everybody wants to be you Everybody wants to be you Everybody wants You can see the light You can feed the fire You can fight the fight You can preach the choir Everybody wants to be you Everybody wants to be you Everybody wants to be unique
4.
Monochrome 03:48
There’s a clearing up ahead And you won’t believe the view Not sure how far though So just keep pushing through Carved right out of me like Trees from the mountainside To make room for something of alleged value We’ve mined this thing for any meaning Excavated what’s worth keeping I didn’t know I had this far to fall I am the wall I am the bridge I am the sniper on the ridge And I don’t want to take you down with me at all I’ve felt the heat in the valley now And it’s nothing like the sun I knew back home Endured the cold of the mountain top Seen it all in monochrome Man oh man, how I’m stretched thin Can’t tell you how bad I need a win But this just feels like it's common sense When you’ve got fallen trees And neighbors far as eyes can see Build some tables and not a higher fence I’ve felt the heat in the valley now And it’s nothing like the sun I knew back home Endured the cold of the mountain top Seen it all in monochrome Monochrome Monochrome
5.
1978 03:31
I’m a rocket I’ll attack it I’m the greasy fingers tryna open up your duck sauce packet I’m the package that you’re waiting for so track it Not a complex code so crack it Luck’s run so cold you’ll need to grab a jacket I’ve got some time so let’s unpack it Jack of few trades Master of fewer Mind in the gutter Heart in the sewer If you’ve got a taste for it I’ll make a case for it Slow down the pace for it I’ve got the face for it Baggage like John Frum It’s the dark before dawn Burnt so bad that I stick to Teflon Your sweet is sweeter Sugar-coated every day And this is just theater But I watch it anyway Alter your altar And fix your ‘fix ‘Cause if and when you falter I’ll be right there in the mix Those boots go with those pants Like you and I go with romance Which is to say not at all But say it with that Southern drawl Stack it up just to watch it fall All the mirrors without the hall Buried the lede down in the crawl I’d burn it down but it’s not my call I was hiding, you were seeking And confiding, I was leaking You were biding, I was sneaking And eliding, always peaking Maybe sliding with some freaking And your chiding needs some tweaking This whole posturing is just a fad Losing something that we never had At this point, I can’t even be mad It’s too late to be good... so let’s be bad Your sweet is sweeter Sugar-coated every day And this is just theater But I watch it anyway Alter your altar And fix your ‘fix ‘Cause if and when you falter I’ll be right there in the mix Your sweet is sweeter And this is just theater Alter your altar ‘Cause if and when you falter I’ll be right there in the mix
6.
Blankets 03:17
I can no longer take this life For granted What was once so magical No longer feels enchanted The landscape of so many hearts So starkly arctic I’d get in my car and drive away But I’ve forgotten where I parked it You’d think you’d reconsider it This open indifference We’ve come to allow Brazenly inconsiderate It’s not all that different Than what blankets us now Can we make it one more week To ask if we can make it one more week The mountain didn’t look so big But that was at its peak Gold-plated rearview mirrors Make it hard to see anything But hear me out - these cultural constructs are just terror management to shield us from the crushing weight of our looming mortality Sir, this is a Burger King You’d think you’d reconsider it This open indifference We’ve come to allow Brazenly inconsiderate It’s not all that different Than what blankets us now The stories that we tell ourselves The stories that we sell ourselves The stories that we tell ourselves The stories that we sell ourselves The stories that we tell ourselves The stories that we sell ourselves The stories that we tell ourselves The stories that we sell ourselves
7.
In the quiet moments Where distractions don’t distract As the silence foments And we decide to react No raindrop in the flood feels responsible For the destruction that ensues But the ruins are age old Don’t treat them like they’re something new Before we can dream We need a place to lay our heads down Hard as it seems We’re still not the same when it comes ‘round And there’s a luxury That we don’t fully get In being able to turn off The television set And there’s life outside The four walls of this box And we can change the doors But we gotta change the locks Before we can dream We need a place to lay our heads down Hard as it seems We’re still not the same when it comes ‘round Before we can dream We need a place to lay our heads down Hard as it seems We’re still not the same when it comes ‘round Torn apart at the seam And watch it all come down, down Like a leaf in a stream There’s no turning around now 'Til rolling is the head that wears the crown
8.
Nosedive 03:47
Figure it out Or don’t Tell me how to change my ways So that I won’t Ask me in and you’ll see What we’re fearing Everybody has a story to tell But that doesn’t mean that they’re all worth hearing Dying alone, dying alive Lean into the nosedive Rain comes down, like it or not Sun comes out just the same Declare your love in sidewalk chalk When it’s gone, tell me who’s to blame? One inch deep Thirty-three miles wide on the inside Yeah when the bear skates You don’t criticize his stride Get out the forks and get out the knives Prepare for the nosedive The moments that are easy aren’t particularly easy But they’re still far from hard The moments that are tough Aren’t particularly tough but they can leave you scarred Dying alone, dying alive Get out the forks and get out the knives Maybe the best we can do is survive Here comes the nosedive
9.
Fermi 04:36
What’re the odds I’d be alone On this big wet rock but on my own What’re the chances I’d be found Seven billion people for just one to come around I was raised within the lines Between the colors and whatever each defines As the universe expands And I’m just sitting on my hands It’s all alien to me That there’s something we’ll never see What’s above us And what still loves us In this modeled reality It’s simple tombstone math The conveyor belt that has us all on the same path I can put a number on my numbered days And place a bet I can’t collect on when it pays Our days end where they begin Then begin again towards that same end With enough anxiety to fill a boat Then worry whether it’s gonna sink or gonna float It’s all alien to me That there’s something we’ll never see What’s above us And what still loves us In this modeled reality It’s all alien to me That there’s something we’ll always see What’s above us And what still loves us In this modeled reality
10.
Frames 03:39
Every time I’d close my eyes I’d see you, so I’d blink a lot Every time I’d act surprised you’d waver, and I’d lose the plot At times I still feel that spark Electric as an amusement park Things are grayer than they used to be But they still fit comfortably Count your blessings and count up all of mine for me And maybe it’s been a minute But baby we’re right back in it A needle in a haystack of needles Attractive as magnetic fields Cashing out emotional yields like it’s some kind of game We’re just a picture of children In an adult frame At times it all moves so fast We look up, days and weeks have passed But sometimes the world slows down And you and I are the only ones around You were my lottery ticket My one way out of this sticky wicket But anything that comes for free Is worth that much eventually Clean the Adirondacks we’re expecting company And maybe it’s been a minute But baby we’re right back in it Hammers on the lookout for nails Knowingly chasing our tails Picking up the crumbs from our trails all the same We’re just a picture of children In an adult frame
11.
I dreamed I found an easy out For the second time this week You wished me luck and watched me go After that we didn’t speak What happened next I can’t recall It’s probably best that way There’s no place I’d rather be Slowly wasting away Lying awake most nights and wondering What’s out there that's meant for me? Or rest more comfortably It’s a good life if you allow it to be For all the unremarkable days There’s love and light and predictability And no one’s gonna hear complaints About tired, casual stability And I think all the time ‘bout All the things that I’m ‘bout, no doubt And the things that might have been But there are better ways to spend my days than Digging holes just to fill them in Lying awake most nights and wondering What’s out there that's meant for me? Or rest more comfortably It’s a good life if you allow it to be Lying awake most nights and wondering What’s out there that's meant for me? Or rest more comfortably It’s a good life Spend so much precious time just wondering What’s still to become of me? Or sleep more soundly It’s a good life if you allow it to be
12.
C.F.I.C. 03:48
Honey, I don’t know why I Still look for trouble where there’s none And, Honey, I don’t know why I Act like there’s a chance that I might run You expect me to know what’s wrong with you That’s what’s wrong with you I expect you to ignore what’s wrong with me That’s what’s wrong with me Why do you shutter the windows And board up all the doors In anticipation of a storm That’ll never come ashore We still laugh about the same things Because we come from the same place We still feel some of the same ways But other things have been replaced One day I’m gonna give up drinkin' See if I see god And see if god sees me tryin' To fix where I’m still flawed One day I’m gonna give up tryin' See if I see god And see if god sees me drinkin' To fix where I am One day I’m gonna give up prayin' See if I see god And see if god sees me tryin' To fix where I’m still flawed

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Back in May of 2020 I challenged myself to write and record a new song every week for ten weeks, despite everything else that was (and wasn't) going on. This is the result of that effort, with two "bonus" tracks at the end from a similar previous project that fit because twelve tracks just seems right. Everything you hear is all me, recorded in Logic.

This is truly "pay what you want" (no judgment!) for your personal use. Thanks for checking it out, and I hope you dig it.

- JP

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