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Turn Tail

by Sreym Hctim

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1.
a tightness in my stomach a distress restricts my steps i can't put these thoughts to rest i hate living in my head release me from my mind sometimes i want to die i don't know that self i swept and kept shelved but my head would rattle rattle and rattle one day i fell not me but myself that self on the shelf i didn't know it was me i picked up a piece to match a knob to a key they weren't interlocking a socket missing i tried gently my patience weak why won't they fit am i not this myself isn't me but i can't leave things be so i forced the piece now am i complete?
2.
i think i've got down how to walk in a circle how to look at the same things and take away nothing i've been looking at you so long that i don't know what you look like so i forgo my foresight because i know that's not right straighter, straighter, secant lines vaguer, vaguer, connect the lines you make me feel like i'm tracing a sector so i'll lighten the pressure until i pinpoint the center dither, why can't i break off, start a new line there's more to me than seeing you seeing me you're a crinkle, you're a smudge you're a weakness and a strength you're a tangent, you're a segment you're the center and the contour i'm just trying but i can't break it i never said i'd want to feel like i'm good enough to trace and place the shapes as they lay, as they lay, as they i never, ever spun the wheel to see how it works but poked my pointer in the spokes to stop it from whirling so i never, ever, ever feel like i'm good enough oh when, oh when will be the day when the circle breaks and makes new shapes
3.
Lockers 03:14
i keep many keys on me for many lockers i upkeep jangling, a ruckus when i roam the halls hush now, it's not just me the screech troubles you lent me a seed that would become a lotus entrusted in my care from you're pond, and now where? all i want is to to nurture the small thing from murky beginnings to purely pretty blooms and offer it to you plant it out in the free and open instead i stowed it alone shrivel, shrivel, as leaves leave brittle upheavals more and more prone locker to locker, i shuffled it often to fend off prying eyes, until latch and the strike time, time, after time, frequent use, misalign lockers, lockers, lockers, lockers how many will i squander seedlings die, soil line, deprived of light, out of sight water, water, water, water whence it wilts it will remain turn the lock, ran in shock, squeezed the key so tightly caustic, caustic, caustic, caustic burnt me so, I fled to toss it tears, tears, after years, dissipate, disappear stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it came across the key i casted just like that i was back the locker a coffin the grief and the guilt had embalmed me, can't keep cowering muster, muster up the valor, very scared, saddled, addled lockers, lockers, lockers, lockers kept estranged my captive monster foul, foul odors yowl through the slit, take a glimpse stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it it's not my fault, i didn't cause it ponder, ponder when and whether would i rather come back later better yet, safer bet, take the lock and switch for a combination, might a maven brave and chastened one day aid in proctor, proctor, proctoring me in retrieving
4.
Armadillo 03:40
i spent morning to night sharpening my claws for fight or flight back to my burrow, where no friend nor foe dare follow i need to get some sleep, so i can clearly think, i don't want to decide dig deep down or let it go, because nothing's forever nothing's forever my armor makes me brute, but between the scutes i lay bare all my skin, so soft and thin, punctured by just a prick, i am weak but i smell miles away the bullshit you say, why must you tell lies i keep closed my eyes, nothing's forever nothing's forever this is too tough to chew can't stomach what's the truth blown out of proportion i'll either sink or swim inflate to twice my size buoyancy's on my side afloat for moment's time but nothing's forever nothing's forever
5.
Curfew Calls 04:42
everyday, ungraced by sleep show up to work, my paint peeling i chip away to fix my face unblemishing my humanity slit, grit, brittle pith graze and groom will scathe and bruise fence grew like bamboo rigid rules instate curfew carefully tip toeing fragile sculptings, weakened floor beams loose screws, obstructed views maintenance past due, can't fix with glue every night, brace myself routine plight, begin to delve deep into a destitute place of purging, self unlearning slit, grit, brittle pith graze and groom will scathe and bruise fence grew like bamboo rigid rules instate curfew promise callousness won't stiffen you've all but ridden ghoul's tools animate you and chisel me undesirably why do you attempt to barge my walls you could come in if you ask permission

about

“ Once the boundaries between sound, song, style, emotion, structure, and sensibility have been erased, it might sound like the work of Mitch Myers (read it backwards). While much of what Myers is doing here is wildly original, it does rhyme with some things from the past, such as Pere Ubu's Dub Housing or New Picnic Time, if you removed all song form, or Varèse's Poeme Electronique, if it had been made by a digital native rather than a pioneer of magnetic tape composition. But as Varèse himself famously said, "I experiment before I make the music," and one thing that makes these pieces work is Myers absolute confidence in his process.” -AnEarful

“Drifting through Turn Tail rings up twin feelings of bizarreness and fervency. The Brooklyn based artist tucks microcosms of formidable sounds inside each of the five irrefutable pieces in the EP – sounds that invigorated from different genres and mostly illustrate the histrionic aspect of music. From plucks of a miniature harp swimming in a distant drone to samples of screeches heard from the Jefferson platform, Turn Tail is an ornate reminder that it’s alright if you feel messed up.” - Anuranon

“The contentions is within the mind and body of its creator, Mitch. And we can surmise from this oddly caustic, but rhythmically sentient piece, that the world is an oyster, and it doesn’t matter how long that oyster’s been sitting in the sun. All that matters is the remaining soul. The soul of the decrepit life, the preponderance of the intellectual evidence, and of the willing diagnostics in self harm or sacrifice.” - Comeherefloyd

"A continuation of the lone path forged with the release of his captivating 2019 album Split Ends, Split Head, Turn Tail is a reaffirmation of Myers’ refined musical sensibilities, demonstrated through a masterfully woven tapestry of hushed vocals, menacing string and electronic movements and palpable rhythm. A boundless and unpredictable fever dream that compels and alienates in equal measure." - Fruit and Grooves Collective

"It isn’t often I can genuinely say ‘I’ve not heard anything quite like this’ but I can certainly say this about Sreym Hctim... The mesh of cultures, ideas, genres and tones is stunning. I think I may have found my complete leftfield experimental EP of 2020.” - Higher Plain

"It's an EP of experimentation and trial and error, of seeing what works, and shows a talent for song craft beyond the verse, chorus, verse, chorus formula. There's moments of chaos that don’t make sense, but then there is beauty from broken organs and toy instruments you wouldn’t think possible. You may have never heard anything like this but I think you may like it." - Backseat Mafia

"Let’s shake things up a little bit. We need more musicians like Mitch Myers. They keep the world from being a dull and monotonous place. Percussive and inventive are two words that come to mind when describing their latest release 'Turn Tail'." - The Family Reviews

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released May 5, 2020

music & album art by mitch myers
mastering by weston mansfield

Purchase expanded edition on cassette via Illuminated Paths
illuminatedpaths.bandcamp.com/album/turn-tail-expanded-version

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