MMishering Light

by Balkan Falcon

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Gary Lee Barrett, Jr. - Guitars, vocals
Matthew A. Dahl - Bass, vocals
Steve Glickman - Drums, percussion, vocals

MMishering Light was produced by Balkan Falcon and J. Robbins.

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released August 31, 2018

Recorded and Mixed by J. Robbins at Magpie Cage in Baltimore, Maryland. Mastered by Dan Coutant at Sun Room Audio in New Windsor, New York. All songs © 2018 Balkan Falcon. 1, 2, 5, 8-10 were written with Greg Hamilton.

Thanks to our friends and families, Justin Custer, Amy Dahl, Kate Dowling, Tara Glickman, Greg Hamilton, Music Go Round Cockeysville, and the eminent Yuri Zietz.

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Balkan Falcon Baltimore, Maryland

Rising from defunct Baltimore rock darlings, Snowmen and Gary B & the Notions, Balkan Falcon is a streamlined three-piece featuring smart, hook-filled pop/rock gems exploding onstage 3 minutes at a time. Drum destroyer Steve Glickman and guitar giant Gary Barrett, run vocalist/bassist Matthew Dahl ragged culminating in perfect pop tension and an ever-present element of unhinged savagery! ... more

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Track Name: BFisBtS
I didn’t wanna let her go.
Sometimes it’s hard to know
if you really wanna spend your life
stuck inside a bullet in the chamber of a heartgun.

Then you hit me like a teenage dream.
My dreams weren’t typical.
Other people were football stars,
I’d sit at home and read. I wondered when I’d meet you.

Now that I have met you I forget
everything that used to get me so
uptight and overthinking,
wondering who I am and what I used to know.

And though the words escape me,
I’m sleeping alone no longer.
Sticking with my best friend Amy.
Ah, she that I love!

From a heartgun to a heartgun.
Track Name: New Position
I don’t care about the new position.
I got bigger things to do
than spend the better part of last night wishing
that I could make a break. I’m telling you I’m through and through.

Company bought and sold.
Don’t you wanna grow old and
do all the things you always wanted to?

I’ve been listening to Long Tall Sally.
There’s a message there for you.
Said, “Don’t be sneaking no Sally down the alley!”
She’s a motherfucker telling you through and through,

“We’ll send the babies home.
Don’t you ever grow old and
do everything you ever wanted to.”

My baby puts on her makeup.
My baby does up her face tonight.
My baby sends out a rave up.
My baby makes all the wrong things right.

That’s all the time that we have for you.
Oh, a life that’s fine.
Some broken dishes and we’re late on a bill or two.
Without any accomplices to rat out,
we jump the median just to get you home.
I just wanna take the time to maybe get snowed in together.
Track Name: Exceptional Homes
The exceptional ways we take flight from our homes.
You can sleep all day in a living place where your dreams become known. Right!

The terrible things that we do to feel whole,
with repleted souls and validation for the kisses we’ve stolen.

The extraordinary life and times of Doctor Who Knows
How We Won’t Leave Unscathed Yet Still Intact With The Rest Of Our Souls.

My baby’s got a smile that’ll make you feel alright, but then begins the fight. The kind that lasts for days on end.
When I get going right, I feel so precise and loathe to bear the brunt of all my punishment.

My baby’s got a smile that’ll make you alright, but then begins the fight and it’s gonna last for days on end.

The exceptional ways we take flight from our homes.
You can sleep all day in a living place where your dreams become known.
Track Name: J. Robby is Pissed
The house comes tumbling down in a beard of bones.
He is the same guy that you’ve always known.
He reigns on high in a pleather suit.
Then he eulogize, but he goof too brute.

The same clothes that fit you would fit my brother in his youth.
They’re beautiful and horrible and just a little bit uncouth.

Invade my dreams with psychedelic unrest.
We walk in shame at the Master’s behest.
If I can go for miles on the substitute,
just think how I’ll do when I get the real thing.

The same clothes that fit you would fit my brother in his youth.
They’re beautiful and horrible and just a little bit uncouth.
The cotton blend of high repute marks the sayings that you sooth.
They’re beautiful and comfortable, befitting of a husky youth.
Track Name: Memo
Oh, the things we fly south for
amount to less than you’ll know.

Ain’t settled down,
but I’m traveling, writing now.
Ain’t been here long,
but you’d think I would write somehow.

My God, we’ll never know
what the things we fly south for
have reaped from the seeds that we’ve sown.
Track Name: Confirmation Blasé
What is the use in being strange?
Uncover the truth, but you are cloaked in shame.
I’m root of Jesse with the mark of Cain.
How ‘bout you?

What’s in the use of being plain?
I’m looking for truth, but all I find is pain. I wonder if you have ever felt this way? If you only knew….

If humankind ain’t beset on all sides,
then I’m responsible for all my failings.
I’d rather die than live in a world so boring.

Didn’t you know about this thing they’re doing?
I’ve discovered a ruse that’s gonna blow your mind!
They keep you stupid and you take a snooze.
Well, I’ll keep fighting.

If humankind were beset on all sides,
then what the hell am I supposed to do about it?
I’d rather focus on what is here and now.

What is the use in being strange
if all you get from it is fear and shame?
Root of Jesse with the mark of Cain.
Now how ‘bout you?

We have no problems with the physical proof,
history’s most corrected blunders, or the cover up stunners,
…substantial brothers, where they spend their Summers.
The big owl knows who’s who surrendered at Waterloo.

We have no problems with the physical proof
but with goofs saying some stuff like, “I knew. I knew. Ha.”
…Masonic temples or the cannibal chopping block –
The things that every heart dreads.
Track Name: American Pharoah
They’re meeting when you first wake up,
defeated when you don’t freak out.
Don’t rile ‘em they might get in.
The tiger snaps the clothes pin.

I don’t want to check those holes around here ‘cuz
I don’t want to feed those trolls around here.
‘Under The Bridge’ is still my favorite song.
Now we’re hiking through your dope scene.

Cecilia she won’t wake up.
Suspicious ‘cuz you don’t freak out.
The sheets are stretched to six foot three.
The juggernaut roams freely.

I think they should check those polls around here.
They determine who controls the dark fear.
Knock on the ceiling if you’re feeling it’s time
‘cuz you can’t lead unless you’re in me.

You’re kids. They’re kids.

Crushes the starting gate and out through the kitchen door…

The beast stays at home.
(I’ve been alone)
The beast stands alone.
(with TV on.)
The beast stands alone.
(My dad ain’t home.)
The beast stands up.
Track Name: Rasmussen the Assen
It’s personal. It’s natural
that my walk might not adhere to your code.
My thoughts are not a menagerie
to curate, arrange, and place just so.

Waking up all in a daze.
Just you wait ‘til I tell you the rules to my cult: Believe in me!
The irony that you’ll live out your days and work for something that’s free.

My heart beats a love song,
but the words lead where my brain won’t go, I know.
I get it on the telephone.
The time and date will be five o’clock shadows by Sunday.
‘Least that’s what you say.
It’s hard to love the unlovable when it is so damn difficult that they won’t.
Then you can’t, so you don’t.
Track Name: Up All Night
Gilbert Gottfried keep you up all night.
Rhonda Shear, she keep your jeans real tight.
I believe that this could take all year.
A year to take what it take, I fear.

“I am fine” is my kind of lie,
fierce and nasty, cutting out from my in.
Weighed against my anxiety,
what’s a little bit of hell to me?

Meet me at the punchline
And I’ll resume this state of a tenuous sort of grace.
You really like to throw knives,
but that is one for the record books to say.

I will carry all of this with me.
Are you a Father? Do you dust your feet?
Gilbert Gottfried keep you up all night.
Rhonda Shear, she keep your jeans real tight.

If it pleases you to crush your Son,
then you fail Parenting 101.

I’m done with your Janus god,
the Old and New Covenants.
When Her image ends up just like us
well, I will see you in hell.
Track Name: Handheld Parasol
How the bones of the city creep into the underground
like the ingrown nails of a handheld parasol.

I shakes when you draws from the hip.
It’s been a long time, sugar.
She grieves when I bites my lip
like we was part-time lovers. Let’s go!

While the bones of the city creep into the underground
like the ingrown nails of a handheld parasol.

I shakes when you draws from the hip.
It’s been a long time, honey.
The bank wouldn’t cash your check
‘cuz I spent all your money. Let’s go!

And the bones of the city creep into the underground
like the ingrown nails on a handheld parasol.
Ah, she’s brittle, she shakes, and she trembles at the horrible sound
while the bones of the city creep into the underground.
Track Name: Dancefather C.E.
Raise your hands.
Wave them higher all you kids!
The shake, the move, the weight
of what I say will go.

Break your legs.
Rake your toes across the sky
and permeate the sheet
that hides the black unknown.

If you please, I’ll laugh forever.
We move on and
on to bigger sheets
that hide the black unknown.

Drop the beat.
Drop pianos from the sky!
The leaves believe the leaves and
what I say will go.

You say some things and I can say the same thing
and we can go home, unless we let our brains know.
Ut oh, no, no!

Shake the leaves
from beneath!
Take the knife,
cut it deep!
Track Name: Skyhopper
She gussies up to raid the eggs of cobras in her sleep,
all pearly whites and rustling of snakeskin at her feet.

Forgive the shock on my face. That sense of reticence, oh!
T-16, how I’d take you to where we’d bullseye womprats way back home.

I believe in no mistakes at all.
I believe salvation preceded the fall.
I’m in all. I am in the all in all.
Well, nevermind and nevermind you.

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