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LIT. MAJOR

by LIT. MAJOR

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1.
WWWWWH 03:16
Who will be the one to break the silence Finally ending this stalemate I know you never meant to do this But now we’ve got some moves to make What do you think was the cause of it? Was it something I did or said? Did you drift away without noticing it? I noticed it, I did… Not asking for apologies Not asking for atonement Just asking for you to tell me If you’re in or out If you’re in or out Where do you think we fell off? Is it something we can even trace? Haven’t seen you in so many months Will I forget your face? Not asking for apologies Not asking for atonement Just asking for you to tell me If you’re in or out If you’re in or out When will we reconnect When will we make it back When will we find the thread When we will put this to bed Why did this happen? And how did we let it happen?
2.
I awoke in the middle of the morning In an unfamiliar bed I had things to do that day That wouldn’t give a damn About the night I had I thought about calling you But then I thought again Instead I laid in silence At a loss for what to do next Looking into the mirror across the room I saw something wilting where there had once been blooms I hoisted my body to its feet This is what it means: What I’ve sewn I reap I heard her waking in the next room She didn’t want to bother me I poked my head out just to say good morning She offered me breakfast And a cup of coffee I thought about calling you But then I thought again It wasn’t up to me It’s in your hands Looking into the mirror across the room I saw something wilting where there once had been blooms I hoisted my body to its feet This is what it means: What I’ve sewn I reap This is what it means: What I’ve sewn I reap
3.
Oh, why would I Want to go back in time? But oh boy do I Want to go back in time Go back through years long gone With fresher eyes See what I couldn’t see New skills of mine Could help me remedy All the things I’ve done wrong How do I get back the time that’s gone? The old times The old times What I wouldn’t give To have a chance to live How I ought to have lived Why would someone Want to retread? Their own history Isn’t it long dead? Or is there something else to find? A new angle on a fucked up time? The old times The old times Sometimes I just want to go back So I can take another crack Maybe get it right this time In my dreams I can see it: A better version of everything I yank at the sleeve of it But it disappears by morning The old times Maybe it’s fruitless to pine For what I should just leave behind Me
4.
Room 03:48
Are we so intimately attached? Do we have our own language? Colloquialisms Glances mean something Can you assuage my sadness? Sometimes I think you’re the only one who can I used to tug at your memory Didn’t know it would so soon be in the past Are we so intimately detached? Did we forget our language? Our traditions? On the couch watching television Watching all seven seasons again Talking about that record on your shelf I used to tug at your memory Didn’t know that I was tugging by myself Now there’s another man (Now he's the lucky one) To occupy your time To take up space in your heart To take up space in your mind (Isn't he?) I know there’s room for two But I’m not sure if you do Can you assuage my sadness? Sometimes I think you’re the only one who can I used to tug at your memory Didn’t know it was with more of a clinging hand I know there’s room for two Do you? Do you?
5.
Tailspin 03:58
I know I have not been as good As I should have been and as I could I know I’ve been dimming our days With my bullshit, causing you pain I know there must be another path Why’d I have to walk with my hands behind my back I did it to myself Caused this unfurling Of my mental health And sent you hurdling Into a tailspin For the ages Making you question All your choices There must be an answer to this puzzle I can only take so many more hurdles I love you more and more with each passing day I wish I could say that you would say the same I don’t want to burden You with anymore weight The load is leaden It’s a lot to take I’m staking out A spot to land Tell me it won’t be without Your glowing hand I know you didn’t Have this in mind To be honest Neither did I
6.
Swimming 05:40
We burn, we’re burning Smoldering ash in the fire Consuming everything Expelling smoke as we expire Don’t get ahead of yourself Rein in rash decisions Think twice I’m begging I know It’s hard To let go But let go We die, we’re dying In our waking lives and in dreams Waking dreams carry me out To a beautiful and peaceful sea But I shouldn’t get ahead of myself ‘Cause without you there, too I’m just Swimming I know It’s hard To let go But let go I’m sorry I Kicked out The streetlights
7.
It was me who let the beast inside Didn’t even have to break down the door Strutting in under fluorescent lights You and I hiding out On opposite sides of the house We killed that motherfucker where he stood Bled him out til he was nothing Took a lot longer than we thought it would He took up half the space Walls crumbling by his face We crawled inside and made a home Ceilings and walls - skin stretched on bone The light from the tv glows from without We can just barely make the voices out But is this new dwelling built to last? It’s warm and quiet in here I’m under no illusions about my past It won’t simply be absolved But maybe it can be resolved We sleep inside now, side by side Huddled in the belly near the spine A makeshift bed; made peace from disaster Stay in my arms a little longer Can we stay here now, in the after time You and I hiding out Together Together It’s not so bad here Sometimes you even forget But then there you are Surrounded by Soured organs Injured, but still warm And florid We sleep inside now, side by side Huddled in the belly near the spine A makeshift bed; made peace from disaster Stay in my arms a little longer Would you stay in my arms a little longer? Would you stay in my arms a little longer?
8.
I. Two men, standing Arms around each other’s Legs around each other’s Looking, wondering, considering II. Two lines, meeting Corresponding to The other’s distance And angle III. Water, skin Hair, and nails Molecules that wound up here At this very point Somehow IV. Boys in love V. Thick-and-thinners Though recently it’s Gotten thicker What to do, what to do VI. A blackbird crowing And a field mouse staring Which is which Which is which which is which VII. Snow falls slanted And the ice grows like Hydrangeas ‘round here Can it be just be clear VIII. One man firm and The other one wasting Decay is taking IX. Men in love X. A plea for forgiveness Manifested in The skin of the night Under the gaze of night XI. Symbiotes In broken tandem Regaining the step One step at a time XII. Two men, standing Arms around each other’s Legs around each other’s Smiling, healing XIII. Together Together Together Together
9.
I heard all the warnings And I chose to ignore them How could I be so stupid? I think I left a window open I left a window open And it ruined everything we owned I hope you'll forgive me I still want this to be our home
10.
You have a magic charm I don’t speak your language You’ve got more love in your left eye Than in half of civilization Do you know your way home? Do you know your own place? Anywhere we go Well there it is When you say good morning In your tiniest voice I stay behind, locked in there As if I’d ever need a choice Do you know how profound Your impact is on me? Anywhere you go Well there I’ll be Well there I’ll be

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A new project from LIT. MAJOR - the first and only of 2022, which is really saying something if you know anything about LIT. MAJOR. The solo musical musings of multi-instrumentalist and singer-songwriter Remy Josef, LIT. MAJOR has been known for a prolific release rate. Sometimes putting out two or three a year can get taxing, though, and 2022 saw a bit of a slowdown. But now, as the sun sets on this year - and what a f*cking weird and horrible but also sometimes wonderful year it was - LIT. MAJOR is squeaking in an album. (August's OUR OWN BODIES was pulled from the archives, as a sort of side-thing. So, we're not counting that, understand? Just let us have this one.)

A mix of acoustic and synthetic instruments, led by LIT. MAJOR's signature voice, this new self-titled album is one of Josef's strongest and most direct works to date.

All songs written, performed, and produced by LIT. MAJOR.
Cover photo by Kyle Rodgers; design by LIT. MAJOR.

Thank you Wallace Stevens and Maya Deren, wherever you are.

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released December 2, 2022

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