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The Unlikely Event

by SJS

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1.
Nothing@All 07:49
Nothing@All She’s feeling higher than Christ She’s got a long way to fall Just let me know when you’re leaving I think there’s nothing at all I think there’s nothing at all He’s taken leave of his senses No sense in leaving it here When you can’t get through the defences But you’re getting so burnt You feel so damn near She’s got fire in the work house He’s got fire in the brain He got a bullet-proof sky She got bullet-proof son They got removable stain And did you doubt the troubled fictions As they lined up their restrictions At your door? Hazy lines and fine distinctions Jilted lovers, Richard Nixons We all want more I can’t take you for granted What if we could undo? You could leave any day What if we could reason? And I only catch fleeting glimpses Something’s getting broken Of things we needed to say What if we could stay here? Well, you may be dreaming rainbows in a cloudy sky But you’d better make sure ‘Cos while we tidy it up, we’re just making a mess And then we all want more We’ve made it a mess now We all want more We’ve made it a mess now We all want more So, if they gave you my number Why don’t you give me a call? And let me know when you’re leaving I think there’s nothing at all Nothing at all But we could take We could take just a little bit Take just a little but more She’s feeling higher than Christ She’s got a long way to fall Just let me know when you’re leaving Because there’s nothing at all.
2.
Go Slow (Part 1) You look so pretty Won’t you come and live with me? I’ve bought this sapling But I really want a tree This river has a source But we all run towards the sea Go slow I’m spending all my time Just keeping up to date Chasing down the deadlines Trying to outrun fate Some days the future meets me half way But it’s mostly running late Go slow There’s a shiver and a rush It’s the thrill of the chase This thing can do 300 When I’m driving interstate If I push it to 320 Will I win the human race? Go slow When you know it’s not here Will you know it’s not here Now? The bird that flaps its wings Corrects the curvature of sky The rainbow curries favour From the hidden rule of pi The mountain splits the lonely heights To balance out the moon But the music of the spheres refuse To modify their tune The prey that breaks its cover Sees horizons close in faster Are we more alike than different When we’re staring down disaster? Can we remedy all reason? Set the seasons straight? Can we mend mistaken meaning? Unravel twists of fate? Life joins up the dots Of all these random chances No one here decides How a single thing advances I’m driving interstate To change these scenes in my rearview If I give up what’s inside Could you give up what’s in you? Change these scenes in my rearview Could you give up what’s in you?
3.
Go Slow (Part 2) Sent out in semaphore It’s not my own Guess I just wondered Do you really want to go home? Do you really want to come home now? Do you really know it’s not here? Do you really want to come home now? Do you really know it’s not here? -- Implications of love and hate Something we all share Everything can be upside down Just act as if you care The inner weavings of time and place The movement of a wave The architecture of breath and light The beauty in your face -- The algorithms of fight and flight Miraculous design Everybody gets scared sometime Evolution’s crime The implications of love and hate Straightforward to compare Everything could be upside down Just act as if we care The algorithms of fight and flight Instructions to survive No one’s gonna get hurt this time ‘Cos no one here gets out alive No one’s gonna get hurt this time ‘Cos no one here gets out alive.
4.
Xombies 11:11
Xombies I’d like to tell you that I’d never betray you But I already did All the times you ever shook for no reason Those were the places I hid It’s wearing thin to say it’s always circumstantial When I pushed you into the skid I want you for me Do you want me for you? Watching xombies at daybreak Watching Centre Court live Both say God’s on their side Watching pathogens dancing Watching ships in the storm Ride the wrecking tide Watch for movements in shadow Watch the trace of the heart Carving green across black Watching polar caps dying Skating out across white And there’s no turning back And though you’ve watched this all happen It’s not your story to tell There’s only satellites in heaven So she’ll meet you in hell You know you seek absolution She just can’t see the point When the punishment fits If you’re just wanting comfort She will promise you now She’s going to love you to bits You wake up walking on tightrope There’s a knot in your belly She keeps deep down inside Sometimes you think you’ve controlled her But when you’re high on the wire There’s nowhere to hide. I am terror I am yours I am terror I am yours And if you see her walking through the city square And if you see her dancing on the lights And if you see her ride across the waves to you And if you see her first She lives in butterflies She’s watching you She lights the limbic She lives in you Tell her you need her Tell her you care Your dog’s grown tired of barking Every flare has been fired All your plans come undone Every synapse is sparking All your hopes have expired She’s got you under her thumb She’s got you tilting at windmills Got you running in rings Got you scared of the moon Like petrol tankers that tailgate She won’t let you forget This could all end so soon I am terror I am yours I am terror I am yours And if you see her walking through the city square And if you see her dancing on the lights And if you see her ride across the waves to you And if you see her first She is the endgame She follows through She’s fond of hiding And so are you Tell her you need her Tell her you care I hope one day you’ll forgive me I hope one day you’ll see through All these things that we do There’s only one thing that matters I want you for me Do you want me for you? I am terror I am yours I am terror I am yours Keep me safe, keep me safe Keep me, keep me, keep me safe And if you see her walking through the city square And if you see her dancing on the lights And if you see her ride across the waves to you And if you see her first
5.
[ Instrumental ]
6.
Angels & Acrobats One, two, buckle my shoe Getting ready for my date Three, four, knock on your door Won’t you soothe my fractured state? Five, six, pick up sticks Weighed down by my stupid tricks Seven, eight, set things straight Start again, wipe clean the slate The angels and the acrobats Look down, hey yah No circus is complete Without a clown, hey yah Beneath this smiling makeup Sits my silly twisted frown Your laughter is the load I bear To wear the idiot’s crown Tomorrow’s yellow circle in the grass, hey yah This show is leaving town The band will play the opening chords The ringmaster will start the show You’ll find me in between the lions and the juggler Like some middle child in dayglow Cruel comic of the canvas court Squeeze laughter from my own demise And if I play my part just right You know my tears will find your eyes The angels and the acrobats Look down, hey yah The ancients and the astronauts Look down, hey yah Hidden gods and neophytes The priestess and her acolytes Militia drones and satellites Look down, hey yah The dreamers and the dispossessed Look down, hey yah The aimless and the great obsessed Look down, hey yah The puppets and the puppeteers The wisemen and the racketeers The bankrupt and their financiers Look down, hey yah Atheists and hierophants The naysayers, the sycophants All agents of entanglement Look down, hey yah If you fall down from on high Turns out this was just a lie When you think you’ll drown You can’t look down When you fall into the sea Turns out that you’re just like me If you can’t look down You think you’ll drown And I will meet your gaze I will meet your gaze I will meet your gaze I will meet your gaze I will meet your gaze I will meet your gaze I will meet your gaze

about

Returning with their second album ‘The Unlikely Event’, SJS continue to experiment with the fundamentals of sound construction, forging a fresh take on what passes as prog rock. Soundscapes are massaged into glorious ethereal splendour and then, just as easily, they are pulled apart again, deconstructed with glitchy unpredictability. The undercurrent throughout, holding all of these elements together, is attention to melody and, more specifically, melody delivered through fragility. Stawman is a unique musical voice both literally and by means of his diffuse influences. There is a delicate breakup to his emotional delivery, supported by incisive lyrics that are aching and immediate.

When asked if SJS is a band or a solo project, writer and producer Stawman responded with another question, “can’t it be both?”.

“Sure, SJS are my initials, but look at the other key players in the SJS project: Doug Skene, Graeme James and Chris Soulos. That’s Skene, James and Soulos. That's SJS!”

Chris Soulos, a producer in his own right, is a thoroughbred touring and session bass player, having worked alongside the likes of Jermaine Jackson and Chad Wackerman. James, a masterful drummer, also plays with the band Tramtracks and was called in to do a stint as drum tech for the mighty Alan White the last time Yes toured Australia. Douglas Skene is the creative maestro behind prog-metal outfit Hemina as well as being a member of the band Anubis. In combination with Stawman, these three form the musical engine house of SJS. Franky Valentyn and Peter Clark make guest appearances on the album.

With this stunning follow up to their impressive debut album ‘The World Without’, the genre-blending neo progsters from Australia strike again!

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released November 19, 2021

All tracks written, performed, engineered and produced by
Stuart Stawman at Red Key Studios, Little Hartley, NSW

- Graeme James: Drums
- Christopher Soulos: Bass Guitar (Tracks 2 to 6)
- Douglas Skene: Guitar Solo (Tracks 1 & 6), Bass Guitar (Track 1)
- Franky Valentyn: Keyboards (Track 4)
- Peter Clark: Congas (Track 1)

Website (www.sjs.staw.mn) - Jack Pixley

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