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D Digg 04:23
There’s a desperate dignitary lying in the road, in tattered cloth in which he calls his own clothes. Sandal ridden, left floating in a puddle. Blood from his skull, in the streets it flows. Quiet sneaking through a library after close, Reading up on his troubles and world's woes. Nothing left to feed him from the garden hose. Blood from his skull, in the streets it flows. Free, in the streets, ow! General Sargent called a women off his home phone, Said “your husband surely won’t be coming home.” Wife hung up the line like she had known. Blood from his skull, in the streets it flows. A battle scar on her arm from the unknown, Took a bullet, but kindly shot another one. Hit her husband by a bomb of radium. Blood from his skull, in the streets it flows. Free, in the streets, ow!
2.
Spray, spray the sun, from a can, bees have stung ya. Breathe, breathe the air, why not care? Would you dare too? Run, move your legs, scale the hill, be aware. Live while you can, it’s your life that’s to end. Take the bridges I’ve built, strike a match, let them burn. Laugh, please don’t cry, someday it’ll be your turn. Thanks to this country, Corporate America has taken from me. Spray, let’s spray the sun. I’m having fun, won’t you join me?
3.
Whipping winds, the trees are a trick, you’ve got blood on your hands. This odd drink can’t make you sick, you’ve got blood on your hands. A fresh suit, a new pair of shoes, you’ve got blood on your hands. A big door is opening soon, you’ve got blood on your hands. When you’re stuck with an impossible task, make the good times last. A sweaty place you can’t erase, you’ve got blood on your hands. A dark well sure is swell, you’ve got blood on your hands. A deep fear to be near, you’ve got blood on your hands. A big stroke you can’t revoke, you’ve got blood on your hands. When you’re stuck with an impossible task, make the good times last.
4.
Got me in a pinch, I really need a fix, just a ¼ inch to put me in the mix. The sound is alive, we’re almost ready to jive, Just a little armageddon to rip it all live. The Radio Corporation of America, in the way of playing in a Carrera. Analog to the digital age, we’ve got to find a way. To turn the page, the tape’s on deck, the room’s a wreck. I’ll tell you once, we’ve done it all before. We’re looking in the closet, ceiling, and the floor. Looking in a box, under covers, under rocks. The puzzle piece to knock your socks off. The Radio Corporation of America, in the way of playing in a Carrera. Analog to the digital age, we’ve got to find a way. To turn the page, the tape’s on deck, the room’s a wreck.
5.
Big Fish 05:02
84 days, stuck fishin’ in the sea. Got nothing, sail home, row home to me. On the 85th day, go far out as you see. Drop the line down, sit back and let be. Thaunt on the line, a big fish got hungry. He’ll pull your boat out, 3 days at sea. And the rope in your back numb, your hands bleeding. “Please let me hold out” The old man and the sea. You pulled the fish up, stabbed him, tied his feet. And dragged him on home, pouring blood in the sea. The sharks came on out, you fought em’ but lost slowly. The bones did hold out like The old man and the sea.
6.
Tinted fogged up view, the haze hits the sun invader. Inside of my room, they call me the window waiter. Uncertain I loom, not sure if it’s now or later. Paper matches fume, pressed in for the window waiter. Not leaving too soon, life’s ending flavor savored. Orangish flowers bloom with help from the sun invader. Biker’s with the flu, comply with the public's favor. Inside of my room, they call me the window waiter.

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4th major release and first ever EP by The Ryne Experience with 6 new tracks written and recorded during stay at home order in Michigan, a condensed lineup of just three people to make a jamful summer time EP.

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released July 31, 2020

All songs by Ryne Clarke except "Tape's on Deck" by Jeremy Kargl
Recorded May to July of 2020 at Upstairs, Man Studios in Lowell, MI
Mixed by the Fellas and Mastered by Conrad Shock at Culture.m4a
Released on cassette and CD via Culture.m4a
Art and design by Jeremy Kargl
Photography by Alain Rodriguez
Special thanks to Charile Gilchirst R.I.P.
RyneShyne 2020

Ryne Clarke - Lead Vocals, Guitars, Lead Guitars on "Spray the Sun", "Big Fish", "Window Waiter", Bass Guitar, 12 String Guitar, Synth, Harmonica, Shaker, Floor Tom.
Jeremy Kargl - Lead Vocals on "Tape's on Deck", Fuzz Bass on "Spray the Sun", Guitars, Lead Guitar on "D Digg", "Impossible Task", "Tape's on Deck", Bongos, Floor Tom, Cowbell.
Patrick Kargl - Drums, Organ, Bongos, Shaker, Tambourine.

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Born out of Lego ashes that never ignited, the Ryne EXP was born with singer songwriter Ryne Clarke and his friends. Anywhere from mindless static to lush pop tunes. The experience is what you get out of it.

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