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Skipper's Cool Math

by Tyler Martin

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1.
Living for love flying off the cuff Practice makes weird, found what I feared In my molasses dirty glasses Standing in line see that life is laughing at me Bye bye kids, Goodbye kids Oh la la it's the longest oldest story Folding in on itself like a newspaper In the morning over twice boiled tea I repeat myself See the embers all dying down embers are all dying down Bye bye kids (in a Warper's world...) Goodbye kids (I go where I'm golden) Flowers tower over this fallen tree In a clearing where my branches once softly breezed Now a brittle and bitter log I lay beneath crow’s feet Then the lightning comes crashing down lightning coming crashing down Thankful I made it out of there In time I made my own bed You better bet I did Goodbye kids In a warper's world I’m already golden In a warper’s world I’m good as gold Skippers cool math on a path path path
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Got nothing on the calendar Blank grid, x marks the box Today’s the day I stay At room temperature Waiting to catch up There’s no use No strangers To the strange loop We are attended 2 The sequel to my earlier self Revisits the song world Each listen is a chance to flip the switch in a snow globe All we need is in this room Or beyond the walls Between here and the moon Or just past, zooming out I’m waiting to catch up... We are attended to, mine and yours All the files are updating Downloading, Backdated, Reloading Fall off the table with me Embracing the slow dive
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The fuzz followed us Full surround moving cotton cloud Seasoning the lot Sneezy stuff no we couldn't run The forest lit by lamps Stairs grown over with mold and clover Then fumbling with my amp For the samples of your voice it sent Said forward we go In our little boat Advanced wavelengths Knew it even before you say it Standing at the cliff Two umbrellas for the airlift The roses they grow Pinch my hand like a Spiderman Hanging from my clothes Hand in arm yes I had to bend away Brass on the beach Blasting every song from Grease Lightning we suspected The kind you can’t get out of your head Outwards I blow My breath no longer mine alone I want to be seen from a lighthouse Light blue ocean, my new shirt I want you to see me all that I am Want to be illuminated
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Cars across the water, algae in the engine Obstacles each shape, don't let em block your way Patiently approach the maze whistle around safely Moving slower around the track When I felt my body fight back This is the feeling of passing by Essence of regret I lovingly forget you It’s my privilege to Obstacles each shape Don’t let em block your way Patiently approach the maze Moving slow around the track when I felt my body fight back Too much music just to lose it open the gates here come the cruisers Watch for the flag Watch for the flag Are you ready All set Flooding the imagination Crowded track Flooding the imagination Flip the background Too much music just to lose it Open the gates here come the cruisers This is the feeling of passing by Essence of regret I lovingly forget you Its my privilege to Patience patience (a call back to the song "Honest Wish")
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The breeze blew through the trees kaboom A sneeze bless you the largest bloom I wish I was a vicious bug, I'd bite nonstop you'd kill me swat You'd wash your clothes, where would I go? The memory of murdered me... Will you watch me move through phases clear As I learn the way to disappear Unravel the road untravel
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Giant scorpions in the forests along the central coast Been thumbing through old journals I was seeing a ghost They could move through any material: concrete, brick, aluminum, denim Might stand the street below my window calling out my god given name On any night you would just hear screaming and honking Screaming and honking screaming and honking screaming and honking Screaming and honking
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Am I the terror in my own life? Was this ticket an error? Train barreling forward Conductor with no control A kid (maybe) snuck in And pressed go If I look past Tyler terror Maybe a different mirror I might grow Like snowdrops in spring Often rising above the ice But my glasses!
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Halifax 05:18
Frostbitten, I moved on cheerfully Secure but slipping hastened to Halifax Chapped and chipper, on my own cognizance Left at the fork in the road Found a job I hated, long weekends carbon dated Up there with worst regrets nothing can be undone Lacked any conscience I moved so fast a blizzard Tearing through the open plains One high pitched weekday, a pain ran through my spine Sunk in around nine and forced me to the mat Glued to the ground with massive painful resolution A part of me melded with the floorboard My doctor my best friend, called frequently I never spent More than a moment alone in this loud place Caught a strong young artist feeding muses with a cursed heart Save your pity for the next world I had to I returned, vacation undeserved Who can escape the pond's calm surface My own reflection, eyes frozen no direction Chances are we’re done here We’re done
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"Casual Danger" The weeks the weeks the weeks pass Along a long an easy long time The leaves they left in a hurry But worry not, they’d made up their mind I took you home, I carried You along all wrong, the rain and the snow I overate and heated You had to fall when I let go The hours click by gently Heavy fog like a soup of the day The rules are over-rated, I never mean to do what I say Why do I worry so Why do i worry so why do i worry so why do I worry so why do i worry so There is no actual danger, just casual danger An alarm going off somewhere Getting closer, a challenge on wheels Bring me anything to eat I am starved by the whole ordeal
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Bravado 03:43
On the highway sputtered out Done with this direction Froze in the seat my so called soul Left without leaving a letter There was a self-destructive spirit And the tendency to complain Took a toll on the church bell Then toppled with a statue’s weight Back down the ramp to the subway I let it go I let you know I let it go for good Everyday the corner Backs away from me Most uncomfortable sailor Heading for anxiety sea There was a steadily blooming beacon Most welcome sight in the morning fog I was the picture of textbook indecency Whatever's right I could have made it wrong Knew they were right, still rather be wrong Repeating the same mistakes If only for old times sake In my dreams I sing to the rivers and the clouds alone Moments of notoriety, echelons of entirety Faded back for a moment when I heard that tone Side of highway sputtered out Done with this direction Nowhere to go, no one to know To the wishing well I send my confession My desert graveyard I’ll send a postcard For a better ending Go ask a friend (Prayer for lost souls)
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Keep it in the ecosystem F left hand am right An outlier on the fence At the first sign of certain doom there’s No sense in silence Lift every lid, looking to find Where have you been Lift every lid, learning the truth Before and since No control over the whirlpool We may as well roll Down the window the truth is out But I want no part Listening from the next room I’m really in hot water now Cooking slow in the crock pot How do I get out of what I was meant for? A slow stew Brewing Below the collar Beneath the skin Under the lid
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Fair Light 03:08
Reelin in the rain, shortcuts like an oil through a lake, All cars change lanes, a smile could sink you in it’s wake. Piece of cake I’m awake can’t explain Is this true or just a test? Wanna tear these arrows from my chest Five alarm or just a fake? Laughing as I skip away Spikes comes down: pfffffffff Storm steps up: tssshhhh Then at the suns first sign: fair light! Clay pots in the bag, knocking like bells might hear coming From another secret room, getting pulled into a strange dispute. Nothing new I presume, not too soon, I assume Calling back, coming clean
16.
Warp Prism 2 02:33
In the mirror I see alternative reality It’s not always my decision When and where I travel in the warp prism Crystal ball so revealing Clear view between now and death How am I supposed to deal with this How am I supposed to deal? Tape: Well, here I am. It’s 1995 and I’m with my mom and brother at the Tower Records on Blackstone in Fresno California… We came here to buy the Deep Blue Something record because we liked the song Breakfast at Tiffany’s But oh look at this? The band is called X and the album is called Wild Gift? The words are wrapped up like presents... What if I bought this instead? What am I supposed to do in this situation?
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Day Burglar 02:41
Off on the ledge I start my day Morning prayer not much to say Reflective silence.... Just a couple of birds on the typewriter Worried we may be robbed of time But what is it - Money in the safe may be past saving Now that the vault has gone I’m empty as when we started Out on a limb I regret my choice Having gone too far Gas in the car from pressure and bones The clock touches us all Can’t cancel this visit Day burglar in the distance Coming closer Cowpoke with a shadow over the shoulders Serious business protecting what you own Worried you’ll be robbed of time but what is it Money in the safe may be past saving Now that the vault’s gone We’re as empty as when we started And we started off strong Extensive menu Impressive front of house
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Like an old friend that I'd let down, they’ve come back around Twas a long night in a small town nervy unwound Soft and true moon got a clear glimpse from the border of the pond What a big deal to be revealed in the glory of honesty Mind may drift the ground may move beneath me I am living proof A sailor and a starboard friend I'll pass through walls just pop and bend Shifting in my rubber boots, quaking in my silver shoes I'm walking out will go as fast any direction as long as I last Reflection - what have I got to do to do connect and get through truly to you Reception - what can I say to prove to me to prove to you I'm worth believing Tiny flicker, just a moment, one where I had full control No not that far from the rulebook, until I had a look Saw the privilege to be changing just moving down the chain Endless resource, so it seemed, often just a dream My enemy another me I confront the mirror reeling Take what’s true and re-arrange the stage is set audience strained Sand still shifting boat becalmed the sails have snapped I’m lost in awe Just staring at the curve of the earth empty hands all I deserve
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The Slip 02:39
Stand at the line in between two things Knew this city one day - Met you took me down another way - Totally different smell, new colors - Pianos with increased range Melodrama plays out on two different stages There is 1) what has happened and 2) what we wish had happened And what we think we should do A new zone Slip into something fresh Challenge this Once clear perspective, Now old plants in the backyard Overgrowing Recent person In the picture Dotted pointillistic Blurred out of focus photo
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Chicago B.S. 02:52
(Prayer for lost things) Where were you? Our guide off the map We wandered along the grid the path Please don’t do this to us in the city When you walked off with the keys to catch some z’s Lights on the lake had started to change place Imagined them as notes on the staff recomposing Handsome dog appeared from the weeds You could have read the story in his eyes If you had been there we didn’t tell you Panic approached from all sides I tried the meditations from the book I had Repeated “I’ll never eat a cheeseburger again” (I lied, I couldn’t do that to myself) Phone rang to message Rolling random through the streets we went Until you were just there again Where were you? Our guide off the map We wandered along the grid the path Please don’t do this again

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Skipper's Cool Math (named after track 18 on my album Return to Warped Window) is the fifth and last volume in the Warped Window series.

Cover photo taken outside of Roswell NM by Michele Finkelstein

Made by John Tyler Martin, recorded December 2020 right after we moved to Greensboro, NC (Except Chicago Bullshit which was recorded in Seattle in October 2020)
To make this I used: My old Dell computer (it glitched a lot, maybe on it's way out? dang I'll miss it), a Shure microphone, a Yamaha guitar, a Peavey bass, an Elektron sampler and synthesizer, two Yamaha keyboards, a Strymon delay effect, the OP-1 synthesizer, an Eventide pitch effect and about 40 Hosa instrument cables.
There is a cameo from a Hohner harmonica as well.

Tracks 1, 3, 4, 16, 18 and 21 were written in Seattle, WA 2018-2020
Tracks 2, 14 and 17 were written in St. Louis, MO November 2020
Tracks 7, 9, 10, 11, 12 and 20 were written in Greensboro, NC November and early December 2020
Tracks 8 and 13 were written in Fresno, CA 2001-2002 (lyrics updated, melodies retained)
Tracks 15 and 19 were written in Santa Cruz, CA 2012
Tracks 5 and 6 were written in a red Toyota Sienna somewhere in the US in 2017
Peony Bowed Windward got its name from rearranging the letters to Beyond Warped Window, a lost album.

Thanks to Shelby Turner and the Chicago Songwriting Club and everyone that's listened or will listen

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released March 5, 2021

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Sci-fi sandwich artist, currently subterranean at Norfair Studios on Zebes.

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