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How We Tell It Now

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If I Knew 04:24
when we lit up and left how the smoke must have plumed billowed to the clouds and back white, grey and black while the morning bloomed How we tell it now depends on who we’re lying to we ate the fruit, learned the truth, spit the pits in the corner of the room if I knew what I know so far yet to go you were bouncing off the guardrail shouting at the wind We were off our meds, drinking again; we played them like a stolen violin I knew my outlines and my ends, I waited for something to kick in They could not understand. They were embarrassed by sincerity back then if I knew what I know so far yet to go In a flash I was wearing every one of your brand new tattoos I took off my shirt like East Moline and read upside down what you’ve been up to then a car crashed through the wall and there you were in the room and the blood-red blood bled out to your outlines and it colored you in We were close enough to cough on and your breath smelled like crème de menthe Headstones; dial tones; you said, “Hey fucker, where you been?”
Tightrope 03:14
if I know you’re going and if I know you’re gone should I pretend you’re not? our love is gravity and water seeping through the roof and pooling in the garage waiting out the thaw to patch up all the cracks ripping out the walls while it’s dripping down your back there’s a couple ways this works and a thousand ways it can’t you know I know all about that bag you got packed I’ve been climbing up every power line if I’m guessing where you’ve been I haven’t felt your love in the longest time; I just want to see us from above again tightrope walker strung a wire over the infield of the racetrack it’s ripe for disaster, the wind’s picking up and gets amplified by all of the gasps They think you’re gonna fall, and your mother’s taking bets I want to make love to you underneath the nets and our oil-slick skin can hold a thousand sunsets drift away in my version of the summer we got left
you got that middle-distant look again; feel the unrelenting minute or a 60 second distance run— get out while you can get it There was the weekend of the wedding and I know somewhere there’s videotape can you feel the river rising for the camera and for the rage was I the only one? all the ones I seem to love scan the sky with hawks’ eyes find something they gotta kill; find something to get startled by Gonna teach my wings to work again on a 60 second distance run everyone who holds me close are starting fires that block the sun was I the only one? how is it that the busiest streets were usually the quietest space? and that quiet corner place? it always kept us awake I’ve been trying every angle; I’ve been searching through the videotape without a 60 second distance run could anyone have seen the change?
Summertime 02:35
she said “Why don’t you try summertime songs?” Gold and warm, soft like the setting sun not hot and sharp like a hornet swarm or the warning blast from a tornado horn or june bugs hissing July in half, “I love you in the low ebb baby, but let’s dance.” “I don’t know.” You didn’t have to stop babe but I could never hang the good days come in waves: they crest and crash See I’ve been running hot babe, somethings gonna give I’ve been sleeping not babe, dreaming about the kid I’ve been hearing shots babe I know they’re in my head I’ve been feeling ghosts babe moving in the wind and if I should disappear sometime before this child is born well, what is recovery really but cover up your tracks again? In the neighbor’s window across the street you can see the tv through the fitted red sheet and the other night I heard them screaming I turned off our lights and called the police and hid on the corner of the front porch waiting and, as quiet as a gas leak, I slowed my breathing singing summertime songs


released November 22, 2019

How We Tell It Now EP - Field Report

Produced by Daniel Holter & Christopher Porterfield
Recorded and mixed by Daniel Holter at Wire & Vice (Milwaukee, WI)
Assisted by Ian Olvera

all songs written and performed by Christopher Porterfield
published by Rough Trade Songs (BMI) administered by Rough Trade Publishing

01 If I Knew (4:25)
02 Tightrope (3:15)
03 60 Second Distance Run (3:04)
04 Summertime (2:35)

cover art designed by Thom Wolfe


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