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diodes

by anodes

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1.
let’s lay this down gently, so gently, submitting to the sleep so peacefully with a heart that’s still beating strong as it stands these lungs will not stop breathing until told they can on the surface there’s no signs of cracking though it’s weathered from within it all ends in passing I’ve grown tired, uninspired by the scene all that i once held so close no longer means a thing everything will end swept away with time the exits just an entrance to what on the other side3 each day we take steps to push further away from the past and toward the future
2.
haunt 04:47
A dimness exists where beauty used to, the shade that covers this room is enough to suffocate a pair of lungs with the purest air. To lose sight of searching for meaning has become a common occurrence. A wasteland has formed from the ashes of bridges, together, we have burned . Each day blurs together without definition since the moment we last spoke. From here there is only forward. A blind walk through the ruins. A constant reminder of what we once had. An epitaph we wrote for our past but I know somehow this is where we belong. Attached to the ground but in separate directions. A compromise that could no longer bare the weight that was covering it, an erosion that was noticed too late. A step out for the hope of clarity, a stark contrast between a familiar reality. The ground is weaker here, there is hardly a ray of light, a fog of dust covers everything completely and the world continues to suffocate. There is no so such thing as victory, the world will subtract from and degrade a foundation carved from purest stone. How can anything survive without being poisoned by the cruelty placed on its head like a crown. Slowly burning, altering memories of what's been understood as truth. Eroded by time and neglect.  A vision of purpose fades in distance. 
3.
In this sea of desperation an impossible burden seems to be the only crutch. A distraction from purgatory as empty as the plains. Simply nothing until the path is darkened leaving behind a ruined version of itself. It has always been the same, a desire greater than the ground beneath your feet. For as far as the eye can see everything looks better from down here. An effort to to escape a place that seems endless. Separate the closest pieces in an attempt to dull consciousness. The weight of guilt lays heavier than that of hope, cursed by the ability to dwell on every possible instant. Everything is temporary until forced to be carried like a brick of shame. Yet you carry it anyway, without an attempt to remove it. As if it were meant to be a part of you, the final piece that went unnoticed, until it made itself apparent, until it was not the same without it. And the ground beneath your feet is weakened as you begin to sink, collectively ruined. With nothing to grab hold of you can only watch as you fade down this hole.
4.
dull ache 04:13
A balance is reached through doubt and concern and when the balance is swayed it is hard to be salvaged. How can you say that you have faltered? You've displayed something that was never tangible. A sunrise in the midst of the blackest night, a view of the ocean in this landlocked state. Your memory fails where mine will not. You've shown a different path that led to a world where everything was vibrant and lush. I can say that I have faltered. I've destroyed the most beautiful thing I have known. Without intent I showed you the darker side of life and for that no apology would truly be justified.
5.
OMS 06:39
there’s a level of comfort that exists between us both and I would claim you as my own but I don’t want to step on toes so I just celebrate and embrace the part i play you’ve made me feel complete and that deserves a thanks we all walk different paths from birth to death and in between at the end what matters most is that you lived happily the meaning there can vary based on how you see influenced by the way your eyes interpret everything a decision you will make one day that serves to define the kind of person that you are and what you want from life I chose this to be a husband and a father earn a living with my hands no shame no regrets and nothing owed to any man everyday when I come home I’m at the place I want to be with those I love and care for most with those I call my family and you’ll always be part of that no matter what for as long as we breathe I will not stop bringing us as close as we can be striving to secure our future every day until I cease thriving in the present and learning from the lapsed making memories to live on after I have past until then whenever you need me I will be there to help you scheme it’s us against the world and I will not accept defeat
6.
it’ll take more than a needle and thread to mend what you’ve done trust is not recovered near as fast as it’s surrendered now it’s all in tiny pieces with some stuck between dreams have all passed by without coming into being a noose inside you mind that says to hang your problems high so they stay buried in the depths confined to life inside your chest affecting every single breath a part of you until your death and I hope there’s never a day where I stand to proud to say sorry to my own blood I know I’m flawed just like the rest but I would never put down love no matter what your choices are or what kind of person you become I’ll have your back until the day you put me in the ground inside a box
7.
peal 08:23
Solitude on a day  the clouds won't break, the air is thick but the ground is dry. In the most recent days the world has seemed farther away, within inches of a long reach but always shy of the barrier. Silence breaks for the ringing of bells from churches residing nearby. Chaos erupts as 3 separate tones fight for the space that will grasp your attention, demanding you listen. Null to the idea that your voice was unwanted, unneeded. A reach for acceptance, a reach for destruction. Silence resumes for what seems like a moment before the clouds begin to burst and the rain starts to fall Flooding the streets without restraint, drowning the seeds that rest in the soil, enriched by a law that seems like torture. As the rain begins to fade there lies a hint of solace in the notion that life will emerge out of the darkness held by this world. A darkness that will exist whether or not you perceive it to, when you have become numb, when you have learned to bury your pain, you will finally be able to see through the clouds that shrouded your vision. Although a presence that seems overwhelming, the sight will get lost and allow this to be taken for granted. And when the negative begins to appear, unable to recall the the moments that this world didn't make you hurt, the pain you have buried will be exposed.

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released February 23, 2019

diodes was made at Bird Cloud Recording
produced, engineered, and mixed by Ryan Wasoba
mastered by Carl Saff
artwork and layout by Alan Baumann

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