Field Notes

by Sims

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released 02 September 2014

All Songs Written by Sims
Executive Producer: Lazerbeak
Engineering and Mixing: Adam Krinsky at Bellows
Mastering: Bruce Templeton at Magneto Mastering

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Doomtree is a collective of seven friends who live in Minneapolis and make music together. They’ve earned acclaim for genre- defying recordings, explosive live performances, and their fierce loyalty to one another. Members include P.O.S, Dessa, Sims, Cecil Otter, Mike Mictlan, Lazerbeak, and Paper Tiger. The DIY outfit has built an international fanbase one city, one show, and one song at a time. ... more

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Track Name: L'audace
Have the miles tamed you? I could change that.

Pick apart the order blind and the former stop
pick apart the little lines and the borders drop
and that’s where I am traveling
to the edges like I’m Shackleton
win hard, lose hard, but I don’t abandon ship
throw the raft away
let the roar take place
understand that there is no safe
just nets in the way trying to hold my shape
in my wake I want freedom, I want poetry, I want danger, I want sin
I’m a heretic, I am arrogant, I’m American, now let’s begin
in the core of the storm, when it rips up the floorboards
and it gets to your forlorn heart
yeah we’re all war torn
but I go so lightly, lightly
and bottle that lightning that’s stored up inside me
to incite those like me
they’re looking for juice, I’m looking for pulp
they’re looking for a purpose, I’m looking for a pulse
don’t gimme fiction, gimme fire, I won’t be pacified
you feel your chest drumming?
you feel them strings humming?
That’s blood. Vibrate. Vibrate.

Have the miles tamed you? I could change that.

And we could argue about what constitutes insane
who’s got the tooth and who is subdued but that is inane
we could run blame or we could be flame, I’ll leave it you
I’m taking the stairs, lames wait for the lift
I’m changing the shape, round off the square
scared? stand there and stare, or move
throw em a rope, we’re leaving tonight
I cannot build in the sand
there are no lines
there are no maps
there is no plan
we might not make it but damn we’ll be gutty, and that’ll be something
I want freedom, I want poetry, I want danger, let’s get bloody
I’m bleaching the bones of each of these old ideas and ideals
and they’re welcome too but they’re busy cleaning the throne
for the same old same old, without backbone
I’m at the Sedlec catacombs thinking about permanence and ephemeral
set it in let it go
I’m high concept and a few loose brush strokes
I’m light it up, I’m see what glows, and I’m fully woke
I dance like dice rolling
I’m out here tightroping
I leave that mic broken, your mind open, and that mold broke in two

Give me bold, give me brave, give me weak
build it up, tear it down, take a piece
make it loud, make it growl like a beast
I’m the fire in the belly
and it speaks like it’s wild
like it’s now, like it’s free
like it’s all that it is, like it’s me
take the wind or the feet, take the win or defeat

Have the miles tamed you? I can change that.
Track Name: SIMS JONG IL
Well I stepped up my cleats on
and that chin music is my theme song
that brush off, that write off, I just use that as a deduction
that mean mugging don’t mean nothing
hold the line, I play the whole 9
I steal second, I scrape for mine
you can take the signs or you can pay no mind
I’m on the verge, hold the sermon
like I told the purists, if I played it safe I would’ve sold insurance
so I kill it ’til it’s dead, till it ’til it grows
get it on the road then tour it ’til it’s old
like any good crow I never tip toe around a motherfucking straw man
make me like amen, or god damn, or something
like money for nothing
in common
I came up on ramen
nine of us and we’re lining up
and you must be high on that diamond dust
now I’m grinding out until my time is up

I didn’t come to play games, I came to win
I get it in then I’m in the wind and I ain’t no average citizen
I ain’t living in that bitter end
I come to stack my dividends and then bounce

I am the chem trail in your easy mac
Sims Jong Il to all you Tumbl’ing amnesiacs
faking funk and celiacs
got me out here feeling old on my Holden Caulfield calling phony
I’m from the land of Uncle Ole’s yelling fuck the police
Axel Foley your magic kingdom, leave a mess on your linoleum
In the kitchen with a downgraded Pluto enriching Plutonium
these molly poppers went too based, looking Rob Ford
that ain’t flavor that’s Kool Aid, you’re skating on a long board
I’m taking shots singing C-Murder until I wind up on the floor
then I’m Hasselhoffing this cheeseburger, call you up around four
I’m Nick Caging this Vegas, I’m lighting up these stages
they say baseless shit to get famous, they're Jim Rome, they’re Skip Bayless
sunglasses and bail money, my cunning and my homies
we’re running, we’re hungry, you stay praying on some pony
stay blue Lonely Boy, southsider, outlier, the gasoline to your house fire
and I ride this shit ’til there are no tires

I didn’t come to play games, I came to win
I get it in then I’m in the wind and I ain’t no average citizen
I ain’t living in that bitter end
I come to stack my dividends and then bounce
Track Name: Uh Huh
The place I’m standing in, planted with mannequins
painted in their calendars, it’s dinner with the Blandersons
talk about their business and the stale ideas they champion
Christian Coalition save the sinners on the campuses
they pulled their weapons out, they had a banner year
I know no prison I just yell it in their ear
I know no average men, I’m stone cold analyst
behind those pearly eyes evil I recognize what’s happening

uh huh, uh huh, they think they’re pulling one over
uh huh, uh huh, and they keep telling me that it’s over

Now I ain’t no atheist aching or making blanketed statements
I’ll just say it, they way they play it is dangerous
which last day is it? who do I save again? who am I pagan then?
I’m lost, I’m gone
the rest gonna pay the cost for you to bear that cross
ending of the clear-cut path, follow but you end up lost
won’t come back, y’all know that, I suggest you throttle back
but instead you’re on the gas, the match, the scratch
you make the world go boom
gonna end it too soon, so I left the room
the things they say, they things they do
I’m anti red and anti blue
I could’ve shut my mouth after Bad Time Zoo
but then there’s you

uh huh, uh huh, they think they’re pulling one over
uh huh, uh huh, and they keep telling me that it’s over

now you knew it
it’s fruitless like a rhyme with oranges
the results are manufactured like a war on christmas
a distraction from the war between the muslims and christians
and you get like, “eww, shit, well that’s none of my business”
and I ain’t no judge or jury but you’re spending my taxes
and the tactics in practice are indefensibly backwards
the problem with dominance is the outcome is ominous
honest to god
none of them are honest to god
they insist that it’s this, or that’s it
take a buck but they wont give an inch
who’s convinced?
the things they say, they things they do
I’m anti red and anti blue
I could’ve shut my mouth after Bad Time Zoo
but then there’s you


uh huh, uh huh, they think they’re pulling one over
uh huh, uh huh, and they keep telling me that it’s over

Okay, there’s Pat, and Jack, and Roxanne
with a new spin and a new plan on an old planet
with no room for me to stand
so I’ll drink this Kool Aid and I’ll catch this comet
a common climate
there’s no air up there, down here
but I got long hair, don’t care, caveman
furthermore my ancestors never rode on dinosaurs
I’ve been having this argument for 6,000 years
and it only brought me here
but I only state facts, they disregard math
they say he’s on the way back
and they legislate that
so I talk shit and hold my dick like, “you don’t know nothing”
sell me another last day and see if I give you something
uh huh
Track Name: Scope Or Claw
I was plucked from the sky
pulled down into the the black goo
an evil surrounded me
now I’m trying to pull my way back through
maybe I was running too fast
too locked in, too cocky, too close to the sun
needed to be burned on down
well that’s how it turned out
I’m not sure if I believe in god
but there’s a force that’ll even odds
leave your logic flawed
leave you saying (insert black block_ PAPES)
maybe that was code
pull me off the road because I went too far from home
maybe that was wrong but I’ll never know
it goes exactly how it goes
and supposing doesn't get me closer to what would’ve been
tally the wins, rally the loss, put wind in the sails
me and my chick, she’s bad as fuck, we on that no matter what shit
we ain’t noting to fuck with
same as the crew I grew up with
from the downswing to the uptick
the mud don’t get as thick as the blood
and a motherfucker don’t quit ever he just learns how to trudge
so where you are it’s a call out, roof gone, walls out
no sir, no sale, I will see you in hell
from the bell to the tomb I’m all out

even lost on the rockiest road I wouldn't take another way
even on the darkest night, even on the coldest day
and I’ll never know if that was right until it’s too late
so I guess I’ll do this my way

I vibrate like five strings doing solos around the whole globe
and I expand like rubber bands show you how low can a soul go
and I snap in half and I put it back, no illusions
I go into with no delusions
I don’t know it I just fucking do it, ain’t nothing too it
fear has got no business here
but it don’t disappear it just lives near
and I let that settle, prove my mettle
and I never peddle that sentimental
call my manager, tell him I don’t give a fuck
should’ve quit years ago
a buck? god damn it I do what I love
and all my heroes are broke

even lost on the rockiest road I wouldn't take another way
even on the darkest night, even on the coldest day
and I’ll never know if that was right until it’s too late
so I guess I’ll do this my way

I push until I break then I find me some tape
been that way since I was a boy
and I found that it snaps when it’s wound too tight
now I do it lightly with time to enjoy
when I get picked off by scope or claw
I land with style like I planned it out
make it work like hand-me-downs
with a fresh new cut to sing about

even lost on the rockiest road I wouldn't take another way
even on the darkest night, even on the coldest day
and I’ll never know if that was right until it’s too late
so I guess I’ll do this my way
Track Name: They Don't Work For Us
Don’t call the cops, they don’t work for us
put your hands in cuffs
you know who runs this shit
you know what runs this shit
head of flesh, pound of steam
piggy see your pocket, pick it clean
but is that what we need, a common enemy?
we imagine but we do nothing ketamine
but what is there to do for real?
who brought the stone?
who brought the steel?
watch what they guard in riot
not about your feels
no rules it’s just deals
the fever couldn’t be more metered
on the take and couldn’t seem more eager
and these are you leaders
bend their will to what the CEO needed
don’t write your rep, they don’t rep you
with no respect due
they don’t even know what they’re repping now
when the lobby is bigger than the house
got me thinking about what I should build and what I should leave
If there’s an out or if I should grab me a piece
then I look at em feed, hook in their mouth, shuffle their feet
as if that ever mattered to me
I don’t do that dance
I just move like this
I just bump my beat
tell em who that is
yes, I play that game
but no, it’s not the same
and no, I’m not alone
fuck it when it Rome I should let you know
the tide is rising over here
and we can’t float on hope
I ain’t sinking on this god damn boat
pull up the anchors
hang em with our last length of rope

they say put em up
I don’t think so
bank says give it up
I don’t think so
so let’s mix it up

watch where the money goes blank
whole city taking that bait
I’m thinking no way, I refuse to beg
mind what I pay
if free is what I really want

they got law
they got cuffs
they got guns
that they bust
but we got us
and they don't

I was just thinking without being too clever
that we could better
but what‘s that resemble?
beat em at their own game or break and dismantle
see the coppers are in pocket and the coffers corrupt
and the whole continent feels about to erupt
this is not a call to arms or to fill up a coffin
the alarm been ringing, this bring us and option
I won’t be run over lying down
not now

they say put em up
I don’t think so
bank says give it up
I don’t think so
so let’s mix it up

watch where the money goes blank
whole city taking that bait
I’m thinking no way, I refuse to beg
mind what I pay
if free is what I really want

we got crushed
we got lit
but we got rough
we got grit
and we got us
and they don't
Track Name: The Whale
All you ever seem to say is, “probably not today”
and all you ever seem to do is come up with some new excuses
and I was reaching out
but hey, I can’t wait forever

And it’s true, that new development
burning element took your home from you
forced your hand to move
nothing else to do
high demand no other plan
you’ve got everything to lose
she’s yelling always, all day
she takes your shit to the hallway
you’re quiet, you hide it
but your eyes tell what you won’t say
you feel bad, smoke good
think about your own dad and how could you
carve your name in that rosewood
you drink, you sniff, you pop
that might get you through the evening
god dam this hell is hot
you flirt, you touch, you fuck
that might get you to the AM
might change a bit of luck
it’s that violence under your eyelids
you swim to the closest island
so busy emptying the bottle
you didn't see the message
you passed over those passing ships
staring at your wreckage
and you closed every door
while I was there
ready to step in

all the noise can’t prepare you for how quiet that storm gets
the whale
the whale
the whale
the harpoon
the whale

And I was mad at how you shut me out
how many second chances that you get
and fuck up
and I scream get over it
knuckle up you fucking chump
and I know enough
but that’s not enough
you’re loyal as a dog
and you’re sick as one as well
you try to hide your eyes
but everyone can tell
you’re so far beneath the floor that
you can’t even see the ceiling
waiting on that good old
that good old feeling
that knot in your pocket to stop you from sobbing
puts a block in your thoughts but it’s not stopping your problems
and I want to say something
but I’m afraid that’ll be nothing
that all you’l hear is a judgement
like somehow I’m above it
so I turn a cheek and I walk away
but just this week I heard them say
what you do with your pay
and I felt pain, and I felt shame
and I’ve done this once before
when I tried to save my old man from chasing that fish out to sea
but he was too far out of reach
lucky me, he hit bottom
washed up safely on the beach
not the same for Mikey
R.I.P EYE
I think about him every week
I think about you even more
hoping you’ll find peace at war
or tell yourself to cease fire
I wrote this in place of writing you a eulogy
so please excuse my use of—
it’s not my usually
the whale
the whale
the whale
the harpoon
the whale
Track Name: This Is The Place (featuring Astronautalis)
You’re all waiting, yeah we’re all waiting for the call on the telephone

When I laughed back at the laugh track
I laughed hard from all my soft parts
and my smarts tempted to fix it
to fit it into the rigid edges of what I live in
attempted but it didn’t
I’m sketching up something different
a picture that was never pitched on thirty second clips, this is it
and no amount of that will reconcile what’s missing, or isn’t
but don’t it beckon louder if you listen
there’s goes the recipe
find the pressure that’s pressing me
then tempter my tendencies
too much to render a memory or forge an identity
at the edge of my empathy, I’ve had enough
and the walls they just might cave
or I just might find that train to come and take me away
but it’s sealed in cellophane, a melamine escape
what better way to celebrate while I sit and waste the hell away?

We’re all waiting, yeah we’re all waiting for the call on the telephone

Hold on tight she begged me dearly
I promise darling, I’ll won’t let you go
The city lights seemed to dance so clearly
behind the soft focus of the falling snow
huddled close as the wind came tearing
through the concrete canyon
my fingers long since lost their feeling
but I could feel hers creeping underneath my coat
or that one summer evening
in the grass, fireworks above
we laughed between our kissing
as the ash rained down on us
and I never even looked to the sky to see the explosions of light
every rocket took flight was reflected alive
in the pale blue eyes of my love
but I’ve never seen her before
she just lived when my eyes closed
but I could feel her so real, I swear her lips grazed my ear lobe
I seen our family grow
I lived those problems we faced
I memorized her every line and know just how her skin tastes 
so go on and leave me to rest
speak only sweetness on breath
cause in my dreams we live and breathe and when I awake I am dead
but that’s just tricks of the mind
the lie the loneliness buys
some dreams are so damn beautiful you hope you never wake up


You’re all waiting, yeah we’re all waiting for the call on the telephone


And I’ve always got one eye on the clock
and a nagging thought, something else and I knew it
and it may not stop and it might be my ruin
a spinning top on top of my “what the hell am I doing?”
but this is it, this is the place, don’t let that high go to waste
I can’t pull me down
I don’t care what grass what shade
I’m a turbine spinning blade
I’m an oil rig drilling but it runs me dry
sometimes I stare at your picture wondering how did I get here
and compare your time to mine
but that’ll get me nowhere probably
I could blame it on the human body
evolution of the movement sloppy
breaker, breaker, does someone copy?

With my hands up and my guard down
and it pumped up, but it let down
and it said jump but I stayed ground
and nothing happened
but something happened

There goes the recipe
find the pressure that’s pressing me
then temper my tendencies
too much
to the edge of my empathy
maybe I’ve had enough