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Burrowed in the Bedroom

by Ben Dipper

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Jake Dennis Ben Dipper is a hidden gem. A must listen for everyone! Favorite track: Sun in Your Jaw.
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Mike Lavin Addictive beats, challenging samples, and beautiful instrumentation. A truly blissful bedroom record. Favorite track: Chasing Tape.
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1.
bedding on, why don't you stay now? i got a long time coming & you got away something in else that gets you grey now & i got a lot of focus for the broken ballet since it's a saturday, i'll be on & when you go, it'll be over in a second & the wreckage is a dead end & the only air that i've been listening to yeah is the ambience of empty rooms yeah since it's a weekend, i'm gonna do what i want out there is a field let's hope our house is a shield the cold hasn't come but we'll keep our cracks sealed & while some wait for some good to blossom what we got isn't a problem it's odd pollen look at us now we're imitating birds keeping to ourselves & we're travelling on a long blue worm, sleeping in ourselves while the semester's unravelling so that was a gratitude check that came to fruition in ignition in a wreck maybe my sky it is so vast because all our stars expand and collapse at a rate so flirty and fast i asked what had happened & if any time had passed & this happened after my car crashed out there is a field let's hope our house is a shield the cold hasn't come but we'll keep our cracks sealed & while some wait for some good to blossom what we got isn't a problem it's odd pollen why are you pulling me aside to seep in my sides i hope that you fell asleep ever undressing a darkness that dawns from our fear like a process
2.
i am as futile as the fingers i own i have a lot a little places that i don’t like to show & when my grey mind is waterfalling like may this be love i cross my knees & genuflect my head & erase the glove i’ve been working all year to manage the temptations there but every time i think it’s paying off my feelers don’t care we’re running out of the bandages cause i dress myself in ‘em i’m cutting the tips because it’s weighted with venom i want to free myself of peeling & have them be pearly it’s a young habit, i can’t have it know that the sound gets a very hard frown maybe stop if it’s for girlie it’s a raw routine, but i just can’t kick it clean skin is sinking like the confidence that i have the link between when i extend my hand there to grab when i was on mass i could not reach for the flier had to hide it rapidly beneath attire i am as futile as the fingers i own i have a lot of little places that i don’t like to show & if my habits contain a refrain of bleeding a flow my body will fight it & i’ll bite it ’til i finally grow & when i’m figuring out the words i gotta take a trip to the sink because the puddling of the red dye lets me know it isn’t pink but i don’t care about the consequences but i care what you think the uncertainty is making me do these things without conceding a blink when i was knowing nicole i didn’t peel away maybe it’s because i had a baby that would feel away then now i’m sewing a hole even when i heal okay lazy to discuss my bad they’re achy, don’t reveal today i want to free myself of peeling & have them be pearly it’s a young habit, i can’t have it know that the sound gets a very hard frown maybe stop if it’s for girlie it’s a raw routine, but i just can’t kick it clean skin’s still sinking like the confidence that i have there’s a link between when i extend my hand there to grab when i was on mass i could not reach for the flier had to hide it from katie beneath attire
3.
sharp shooter really shot my eye from the other southern country she's from but lively ivory thought to take some time thought it's time to take me 'till i go numb why not jive around with five at a time? it wasn't hard to unwrap the gift but i was sure to keep the bow on from the pale bay that cannot drift from the coast even though there's no swan why not fuck around with nine in a night? disemburden myself with thoughts & clothes tilt my cover up & sun my nose pull myself together from my impulse pose fix my tie & tie apartments on my toes we talked on the fouton cause there will be blood as we didn't kiss i felt me grow old from all the days of vagary & lust what's the fun in doing what you're told i won't walk around with flocks, but i might & all the fervor that i gave to my brain recently has had me draping atop a phase that's further made my psyche stained today i slept & hoped for phenomenons i'll just jog amongst the fog in my mind
4.
giggling baby teeth, hands holding my head's tunneling the colors of everything take it from our eyelids, truth in salmon sun do you really want to mean this much? do you really want to mean this much? the walls of my stomach are blind just calm down down down down, crying to the floor i picked some curious for you tomorrow spread my body all around the blanket on my head our shoes are bubbles already laid down do you want to mean this much? the walls of my stomach are blonde
5.
these, these words are in watermelon, melon, melon sugar, sugar these, these words sugar you said, you said “now, now, now, i’ll read at ‘lips away, lips away, lip, lip, lip’” “eternity in an hour.” “if you can’t see it, then you’ll just never know it.”
6.
i’m not seeing you, adios i’ll tape through the champagne, drinking going through i’m not seeing you, adios every love leaves everything feels like eyes i’ll always think of you i’m not seeing you in every hour i’ll never think of you
7.
you saw halls & fallen glass my eyes don’t feed me & where you know some love i’ll be cousin number one i left iceland because of time i spent time to know time with you i’m not sure of how it feels to feel sure & now i’ll take time to find it i'll know, know... i'll know, know i'll know, know... i'll know, know i spent time in cinemas today with two cronies i didn’t meet today & another other invite that i should not have extended to a friend did not say & i’m spinning & beginning to wonder if the wonder is a way to get your own wonder then i came to lawrence saw my fridge & i could believe what was pinned to it an invite to a marriage
8.
arms knitted into your shirt so you can fight back all your hurt i descended the strange staircase as a levy freed itself upon on my face & a cocoon of twenty years wrapped itself around both tears & the disconnect has us hidden in a half-the-people-are-dead picture prison & i can’t remember the last time we cried together was it when we spun the freewheels & tightened the tether ? cling to whoever wants to be clung to she said as i focused in on the circles that showed when they were young too so does every other family change & drift & be delirious & estranged i’m sorry your sundays aren’t identical & you spend them alone so hysterical & you fought back water as i loaded the reel but the taste of letting me down was what you could feel killing all the currents to drown out sinking take a walk back from the son ask me what i am thinking but the farewells to all our mothers are shattering and fracturing the reason that i moved the sensitivity as you shake at the knees just let’s me know it hasn’t improved & here i am in a picture prison seeing all the beings in a casing who are missing & here i am, i feel an apparition seeing me stare at the wisdom as my eyes are blurry without a vision & here i am, i keep my feelings hidden seeing you blank by the kitchen made me tie us up like a ribbon & here i am, i feel my feelings give in seeing your face turning crimson & your eyes begining to glisten
9.
you're not afraid to die & it makes me scared you sat in your car in the cold so impaired i was in a cathedral watching superficial & your soul was cold dying in the thistle you wrote a note crying in the evening some never read words highlighting grieving i was in an apartment, the wrong reasons screaming & you were to the side of the road, not feeling, freezing & i'm gonna help you out if you feel like all the light is in a deluge i'm gonna call the line just a little bit more for you when you're losing your grip on it, don't withdraw pull the moon out from your tongue & put the sun in your jaw & when your body is laying there, whirring on disregard the distance and don't worry, mom don't follow him, don't follow him thanking my sister that she was with her, forty phonecalls speaking to police, not sleeping in sheets, following the protocol her whole earth was set for "better worth" by morning not leaving a letter or any sort of warning & i said i'd help you out if you felt like all the light was in a deluge i didn't pick up the line or return it, that's how i do but i'm well aware of all the defects & i'm apprehensive of all it's effects apology to my subjects when you're losing your grip on it, don't withdraw pull the moon out from your tongue & put the sun in your jaw & when your body is laying there, whirring on disregard the distance and don't worry, mom & if you're worried about the weather whether you're anxious or not your heart it is a faucet let love blossom turn it on you've moved your room numerous times it's time to wipe the woe on your skirt you're living with what you used to be do you see how it hurts?
10.
god lives like love in the skin & soul of everything you can no longer see i’m breathing eon-old air writing noise to fill the void where your voice used to be i held our breath for you this morning suffocating us until we no longer hurt who am i looking for in the bodies of strangers? tell me why i think i’ll find fragments of you in people i’ve never met i’m gonna do my best to ignore empty chairs in this room i’m having dreams where you’re shaking me, begging me, to wake up & everything is covered in blood everything i just said i read again, it’s just kind of like when i’m making my mind & i decide 99 times i almost didn’t go to bottleneck cause i knew you’d be in the room but now you’re blooming in my own room wooing you resumes, fuck the adieu we engage in ways like yellow lights we’re not breaking in the lane we remain to drive every time we ride finally decide to guide our vinyl tires to the other side right now it seems people mix collapsing with telling you that you can’t really say what they have always done, for someone else to fuck purposes means that i’ll think of listening to mixing everything a little bit more than distancing from when we were interesting i’m more like little light nifty six-ounce clouds & i like it a lot & i back them into something i don’t have to talk about to enjoy the cracks in her voice are so cute & spontaneous that i forget that she is foreign because of how much sense i feel from her everything i just sang i heard again, i think that i might be a little bit crazy, am i going crazy? i’ll be alright in the literal way i had never considered all the honey in the sense that something really isn’t happening thinking about, it she’s wearing tiny pearl necklaces all over me [we engage in ways like yellow lights] without even trying too hard with the prettiness entering her life [we’re not breaking in the lane we remain to drive] she just swallows what is nice to the teens & the way she talks makes my spine [every time we ride we finally decide] laugh & my tongue tingle i don’t think she learned english cause she speaks to my eyes [to guide our vinyl tires to the other side]
11.
Chasing Tape 04:49
we laid with a bottle moving back & forth that was in between its parents & its parents dealing with divorce & as the bottle was nowhere near the cork the flatness of the mattress made the madness sever at the source & the memories of our other months make movies & the reel keeps chasing tape of what its played making us inside woozy & if you feel like firing the director for feeding four year films in a projector look inside, look inside detect the nectar the forever’s on fire all that we wanted was to remember our former like futures that view at a past that’s warmer your text was wet like a teen dream order that’s left to forget a guillotine horror we laid tangled in ourselves speaking ’til we slept & before the eyelid movies took our lenses to the movies so we could reflect you said i could do what i want & i knew just what you meant you meant that anything that happens out of passion is alright so i thought about it when you dreamt but the comfort of a comforter overcame me & then a lapse of reality wrapped what little body it embodied over covers of sheets but then the next thing that i realized there wasn’t any air between our five eyes but then i felt down to your wrist & i guess i missed, all on the rind [all that we wanted…] when i’m old will we still go on our strolls & when you’re older will you be someone i hold when we’re older will we look back & be cold or when we’re older will we feel the warmth of a soul
12.
The Hours 01:54
send you the words could be hours for you so i called it for now break me run stuff up we go up for it's the hours we wait to breathe oh darling, we don't talk of many things why am i honeymooned through all of these screens? you are some real feels, real feels how it feels, it feels it's the hours that wake us, wake us, wake we're wondrous, wondering now i'll take care to you it's the hours that melt me, melt me anew
13.
Blondly Funs 04:22
seventeen pages later why do i still feel the same? three years to the day well i hardly know your name your nature can turn quick to a flame for a while you were mine but you’ll never be my dame so i got swallowed up in blondly funs for that i don’t regret & everything that wasn’t meant you took too hard & wept so daydream of waterfalls of beauty & baguettes the illusion we lived in was a bittersweet vignette & now we’re here, except you’re not here turnarounds we own, untogether is our name & that is both years raw october there in the midst of a hood bicker & fight every other night we’re aren’t good for long times & i got swallowed up in blondly funs for that i might regret & everything that wasn’t meant you took too hard & wept so daydream of other ways of other ways of beauty & brunettes the illusion we got out of was an unwound cassette your hair is long, not long enough to make me feel again to fake around forever dens that things like this don’t end maybe when we’re both cats our new forms make amends now i’m drawn to always be your imaginary friend blondly funs are finally done
14.
take air out of my lungs & let me taste your tongue walk on & promenade in while i’m nodding off on my skin melting in my own steps for the best i’ve never met drinking in the dreams that still seem like reveries disintegrate, evaporate when i gape even though i only viewed you for a small space but i did some questing through webs for the apex of faces & i found the brilliance of a soul that i knew i could taste it battlin’, i’m mad in line i cannot write the other one be mine i don’t want to sit about & wait ’til a monday you grew to a bouquet & that half smile creates ways to play it’s innate solid sweaters on my stairs barely only bare all over, just let your hair crawl on my top & i’m free to feel your fair intimidate, intoxicate when we speak in other/under ways i cannot haze it out when i see you in a small space when i did some questing through webs for the most floating graces i think i made an illness in my head & i can never taste it javelin, i’m dead inside i can’t write the other one, i’m fine

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released November 29, 2016

:: All songs written, recorded, produced, and mixed by Ben Snook
:: Ben Snook: vox, guitars, bass, drums, percussion, piano, synth, sampling
:: Additional bass and lyrics by Aaron Gable on "7x This Mourning"
:: Mastered by David Lord & Micajah Ryan at Air House Studios
:: Album photo by Madeline Niemackle
:: Album layout and design by Ben Snook

:: Thank you to my friends and family who encouraged me to make + share this release. Thank you to Mom, Dad, Andrea, Aaron, David, Micajah, Mike, Hunter, Brady, Kalie, Kat, Gabby, and Air House Records team. And to everyone who has supported the album by purchasing merch, came to shows, gave me feedback along the way, the people I'm not familiar with... thank you for your sacrifice and giving me inspiration.

:: All proceeds on album sales will go to Planned Parenthood.

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Ben Dipper Lawrence, Kansas

Ben Dipper is the brain-child of Lawrence, KS based musician and songwriter Ben Snook (Miki Moondrops, In Vivid, Sighs). His new album, Jostle the Tangle, was released in 2022.

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