Wavey Daze

by Midas Bison

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All songs written, produced and recorded by Sidney Johnson in either Monona, WI, Madison, WI, and Bluffton, MN from the months of April to August 2013. Reason 6 is the software that made this possible.

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released August 27, 2013

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Midas Bison Madison, Wisconsin

Midas Bison is a queer pop experimentalist from Madison, WI.

The music itself embraces and defies genre. By combining familiar elements of pop music with experimental sounds and abstract lyrics, Midas creates a style that is pleasantly irregular. ... more

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Track Name: Cistern
The cistern, the cavern, where everything is so radiant blue.

(yuh so i was living the wave life, the spray of the water at midnight, crystal gaze in my site, i said alright!)

Maybe I could live this life, far away from the strife.

(yup so i was a crab at the bottom, i scuttled around til I saw them, the divers that silently caught them - the dolphins)

I am not afraid to let the waves carry away. I am not afraid to carry away.
Track Name: Diver
Standing by the sea as a close friend next to me said, “Someone thank this visionary who saw this picture so clearly – to carve out the patterns and rivers, to pour and to fill and deliver this brilliancy full of coral reefs, endless blue and jellies.

Dive down.

Plunge into that cavern, lunge after it, twists of which you master coming down quite faster than you thought when you get caught by a guy with a mohawk. Forget what you’ve been taught when you get caught by a guy with a mohawk,
Track Name: Mermaid
Oh she’s pretty, oh she’s lovely (look at her). Oh she’s naked, oh she’s sacred.

Long hair swaying in the breeze, looking like a white flag deceived, the crystal mountain underneath stretches down into the sea.

And then they beat them (watch their heads unhinge and grin and) eat them (like morsels portioned by the tempo) treat them (most sailors are just drunks that taste like spunk, I mean) seamen.

Oh no, there goes the cabin crew swimming off to the song of the untrue. Harpies do as they do, they sit there just to tempt you.

Long hair floating in the breeze. Watching the crystal waves shine.
Track Name: Feed the Heart / Galapagos
7am. Waking up in the morning to the pale blue light. She is standing like a lighthouse on the dock. I was cold, and she was cold, and we were right.

So we go, swim real so, cause we are all wetter than ever. Maybe it’s better to pull up the anchor.

The waves crashing, the crew was all dashing to secure the lifeboats – carrying totes with remote radios and rations. The passion that could conjure a storm such as this is akin to the passion I pissed way into the sea when you still loved me and the gulls weren’t circling the carcass of us. The radius is shrinking like fish are unblinking, like the warfmans keys keep clinking and my heart keeps sinking. Still trying to hear the singing of humpbacks hoping I can jump back into the pool but I don’t feel cool anymore. Feeling foolish and warm without your water for my fire, that perfect storm I miss the most makes me want to escape to the Galapagos.
Track Name: Submerse
If you dive you’ll realize the coldest depths have been inside the whole time. and if you cry, the tears will dry, but rivers always tend to slide no matter how you try. So swim with me in ecstasy, we’ll get across this blackened sea as we subvert our feeling to rivulets streaming.

Here in my tide pool (i was slapping and lapping to the beat of the surf) here where the waters cool (defending and rendering the tides of my turf) here where the waves rule (they collect debris then rinse and repeat) it circulates just like a spool (the process that resets the ocean to unrest).

Never bother, just keep treading water and you’ll find the current will die down real soon, and even if you can’t swim it’s ok, your distance is only the length from one shore to the other.

Flowing, the ocean remains foreboding,
as you drown in it, drowning in the spit
of my flow that glows when I get low in the deep.
Bioluminescent revelries resonate underseas,
as well as over them, spanning nautical degrees.
Poisonous anemones, the posture of my enemies
is slouched to a coast carved couch
and if you’re feigning doubt then just cut that shit out.
I command every fresh water trout,
every mean mugging shark and dolphin
I’m the storm that’ll sink the gulf in
with hurricane sayings never mundane sprayings
from emcees that forget that their chain hangs
getting rusty in my waters,
forget about their daughters feeling my waves getting hotter -
as I submerse into her so warm she think she gonna steep,
she says “now I understand why they call you king of the deep.”
Track Name: Aquariumsome
Something is bubbling down there
(Someone) is loving the warm air
(Would you like) to come to my seabed?
Wanting the floating, our pieces all bloating
and red.

Your touch is like the swell of the tide, containing oceans of life inside.
Never realized how treacherous this cavern gets once the sediment sets.

So I was marine life suspended in motion.
Forever the ocean and all of its potions.
You keep the whores and the shores and the lotion
and I will just dead man float away in an aquatic display, leaving you in a wavey daze.
Seaweed is constant maze but everywhere you look you are amazed.

When you come to, I will swim to you darling.