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Healing Contest

by Locate S,1

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i’ve been a silent wheel of my own destruction what could I expect if i never told them i never told myself i had the oracle’s faith that if love could have me you could be the one but the one would know me you don’t know me at all it took so long now something’s wrong with me why does hurting you make me feel good i wish they knew what you do to me you always win you’re the perfect one you always have the last word the hurtful one you always win even when you’re wrong i’ll wear the red letter a any price that i pay couldn’t save the debt to myself you gave me i owe it to the girls all of the good memories find an expiration in the way you talk to me condescension not worth it at all it took so long now something’s wrong with me why does hurting you make me feel good i wish they knew what you do to me you always win you’re the perfect one you always have the last word, the hurtful one you always win even when you’re wrong you need ego death not a new girlfriend you say your mother called me a cliche now that I’m evil I can say you treat her the same way why doesn’t hurting you make me feel good i wish they knew how you spoke to me you always think you’re the righteous one you always said I’m the damaged one you criticize then apologize then you do It again why does hurting you make me feel good
2.
you're living as words, you are serialized again i'm battling curses on Athenian mountainsides do you revisit how you said my body could hold your next son? it's nice to be turning to astrology again it's nice to be raving in the name of you and in the name of this life-taking hobby i hate to miss you and i love it too i'm employed by the dark night of the soul i have you in my thoughts tonight hello darkness, now leave me alone i value my independence instead of taking the postcard stroll i sing to the window, i play Manrico's role no promise alive to be counted on again the agent is sold down river, his wife is gone but did you mean it when you spoke of this time next year it's nice to be praying to something that we'll still be here i'm employed by the dark night of the soul i have you in my thoughts tonight hello nightmare, now leave me alone i think up a conversation and a name for the totalizing kiss i sing to the window, i swim through Manrico's abyss i melt on the gravel in a moonbeam with you we became the sea, it wasn't called the black sea but at night they all should be you're far away for a long time again i know that you're famous don't forget i'm your man people like us have sisyphean duties to fall in love everyday you are my object today and tomorrow i'm employed by the dark night of the soul i have you in my thoughts tonight hello nightmare, now leave me alone i value your independence just don't come back too late i sing to the window, i wear Manrico's cape
3.
capital C the normalcy now your basic human needs ordain the pollution of your life under capital C this message brought to you by the assailant they don't care for you like we do, that's why we provide that's how we prevail why have you not been fulfilled? have you even tried not to be born in rags? have you even tried the simulator have you breathed the cool mist of the mist machine? we did it all for you what we want you to do is pick up the phone and call the number on the screen we made it all for you the least you could do is call 1 800 capital C with an extra C for capital that's the least you can do capital C no currency has conditions of the trade to blame for inflation of the mind under capital C this message brought to you by your ideal self you don't even know you could have anything you want if you'd only try capital C the currency now we did it all for you what we want you to do is pick up the phone and call the number on the screen we made it all for you the least you could do is call 1 800 capital C with an extra C for capital that's the least you can do capital C the current C now
4.
From The Nun 04:26
what have you done but make yourself my son? another poet with a gun say the words of unity and i know you're not even free you hit a spot get behind i cannot so i ask myself and i trouble myself could i throw a cigarette at your child knowing that it doesn't have a face to cry could i throw china like a frisbee when you don't know which one i mean master of psycho wing chun you got it from the nun and you're doing it wrong i want the news that violence is true but something that i wouldn't do i would have my hands removed if it was for peace of plenty you have a dream applying not to me could i throw a cigarette at your child knowing that it doesn't have a face to cry could i throw china like a frisbee when you don't know which one i mean master of psycho wing chun you got it from the nun and you're doing it wrong
5.
handsome people's happy place in the market provocating ask me where i touch the plush private subjects riffing on my bluff frozen city, hear ye hear ye don't need to be myself or me call me rudy this account has gone deluxe blushing archive cataloging dust deactivate and pray for your old self not to animate golden sector, lick my nectar represent me i'm a woman buy the album for your freedom frozen city, hear ye hear ye don't need to be myself or me as long as you hear this clearly
6.
that was a friend i never wanted and now i see riding along a silver car she made the cabinet get haunted a traitor though, no trade enough to make a spark is that a dust upon the chalice or another seed to grow a furrow in the brow? prop it up one corner to another bottom lip hangs lower top across the teeth you chatter ear is to the ground i'm in a limit and it's a shame see something breaking and i do the same same one smile trauma brains harness the power of the lunar to sympathize the energy of being wrong the solitary of apollo, a wooden tooth have a heaven of their own same one smile is their home prop it up one corner to another bottom lip hangs lower top across the teeth you chatter ear is to the ground
7.
your last supper is my nativity scene apologies to the diehard but you’re a fan of misfortune do you ask the ground the fall away as a symbol of grief every time someone dies on it? i said it before, this is my scepter it fits in my hand, it’s the only thing that makes me feel better should I give it away? that cannot be a question can anyone bring me a rose every day? is that too much to ask? i folded him up in a funny paper what he was in half i was half too what I want to seem to someone i'm writing the song he would never write when you put it together neither will you be upright when calvin cries it makes him look cool the cosmic joke is never funny enough to be told would you give it away? that cannot be the punchline can anyone bring me a rose is that too much to ask? i’m gonna die someday
8.
once i tried to be the best you can't just have the whole world it's tempting though, and yes when the gavel strikes my temple then i want to be the best it's better if they don't believe in you then you can show them what you can do something to relieve the denigrated can you really wait and hope you will be avenged? the count of monte critico is writing all my words for me in one ear and out the third a small bird learns the first song craving the worm, the word that was chosen to defeat me makes me need to be the best it's better if they don't believe in you then you can show them what you can do something to relieve the exploitated can you really wait and hope you will be avenged?
9.
Free Luck 02:53
free luck where the time is fake permanent records get erased money grows when it's in a safe handcuff is a suit of cards you get jazz from a broken guitar leave your wallet cuz you own the bar glory you would have for if there was not bad feelings you had free luck, a hygienic soul any problem is a famous poem to them living in the thunderdome bitcoin in the year 09 sold out at the perfect time if you do it it's not a crime glory you would have for if there was not bad feelings you had
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cross faded people, get a room un-frightening ending, you only met me i see you before you see that i'm seeing you carefully only pretending rush did you also just get a royal flush? destructed colony, bitter sand i traded a lot to try you i don't need general love i don't need to hold you above me i don't really need you to rush but you can are you for real with that royal flush? nature's path encounter's the landfill dramatic confessions for the birds and not even them but i'm feeling so regal and relaxed with my words fictive kinship, anthurium i'm only afraid if you don't speak to yourself show me the sense you don't make show me how else i can take you i think i could take you a lot of ways i like the feeling of the book you read you're so problematically closer to death i don't need general love i don't need to hold you above me i wouldn't believe it if not for because i also just got a royal flush

about

Like most good stories, it started with a cassette tape. This particular tape was entitled Violence Etcetera and released by Athens, Georgia-based musician Christina Schneider in 2016. It fell into the hands of our fearless leader Mike Sniper, who was instantly charmed by the nuanced songwriting and effortlessly poignant lyricism. Social media pleasantries turned into fervent music-sharing via email, which turned into catching her live in New York a year later. That show sealed the proverbial deal - Schneider floats through her songs with deft precision, delivering cutting observations in a breathy, cheerful falsetto. We were floored.

In the interim between that first tape and the New York show, we were thrilled to discover that Schneider has been releasing a steady stream of quality music under various names for years. In the last decade she’s performed, with various collaborators, as Jepeto Solutions, CE Schneider Topical, and Christina Schneider’s Genius Grant, among others. While these projects have allowed her to cover plenty of ground sonically - from minimalist bedroom pop to acoustic spoken word poetry - she’s found a home in current moniker Locate S,1, making ecstatic mid-fi music that incorporates jazz, synth-pop, and everything in between.

It’s under this pseudonym that Christina Schneider joins the Captured Tracks roster today. There’s some fantastic new music in the works, but in the meantime we’re thrilled to be re-releasing her 2018 album Healing Contest with updated artwork. She’s also just embarked on a tour supporting Frankie Cosmos with label-mate Lina Tullgren. Though Schneider makes it all look easy, longtime fans know that it’s the well-deserved product of years of hard work - trust us, we’ve got all the tapes.

credits

released April 20, 2018

All songs written by Christina Schneider
Produced and Engineered by Kevin Barnes
Arranged by Kevin Barnes, Clayton Rychlik, Christina Schneider
Sequenced by Clayton Rychlik

Kevin Barnes: Bass, Drum Programming, Guitar, Synthesizer, Back-up Vocals
Zachary Colwell: Brass, Woodwind
JoJo Glidewell: Synthesizer
Robbie Rapp: Bass, Guitar
Clayton Rychlik: Drums, Percussion, Piano, Saxophone, Synthesizer
Christina Schneider: Guitar, Vocals
Mike Nolte: Mastering
Kevin Barnes: Mixing
Artwork and Layout by Sam Klickner

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