Neverland

by Michael Garfield

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One mic, one guitar, and sixty pounds of pedals: these are the raw ingredients for the greatest musical undertaking of my life so far. Everything you hear on Neverland was improvised in live performance, single takes, no overdubs. Five months of shows across the Western US stitched together for a seamless listening experience...

Profound and playful, dark and luminous, this album is the score to moments that transcend the boundary between artifice and wilderness, technology and nature, ground and figure. It's music for the head and heart, so rest your hips and dim the lights, and let it carry you.

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Track Name: Oversoul
Body of a dying caterpillar
living blueprint of a butterfly
microcosmic birth and killing
weaving in a particle of living light
The ingression of transcendence
and resistance of the way things are
The event horizons all unfolding
rolling into boddhisattvic awe

Yes, we, I, they, it, you too
No known, no, to know except the whole
Larva and imago both in dream truth
Armies joined within our oversoul
Track Name: Transparent (ft. Samuel Wexler)
You wanna talk the erosion of privacy?
Any hill goes, you're bound to find some bones in there.
The holy mountain of the separate self
Falls into ocean like an ice shelf.
None of it comes with any anomie,
A bloom of novelty and sunlight, not enemies.
But as our skeletons become transparent,
We would be scared if we weren't sharing it.
Track Name: We Were Changed
Time trickled away and after that
everything that came before seemed insignificant
No afflictions, no predictions or prophecies
None of it made sense to me
We were changed
Track Name: Edge Of Your Life
Park your car at the edge of the street
Park your house at the edge of your life
And dry your eyes tonight