Hear No Evil, Hear No Evil, Hear No Evil

by HIGHDEAF

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HIGHDEAF is
Trevor Wedekind (Guitar/Misc)
John Paul Zigterman (Drums/Misc)

All songs written by HIGHDEAF and a dart board
"The Most Excited Nihilist In The Whole Wide World" Written and read by Stephen Lin
"Woo!" performed by HIGHDEAF, Joseph Zigterman, Linda Rodriguez, and Jackson Boytim

Artwork by Straycat (www.facebook.com/straycatpgh)
Art direction by Aetoric Design (aetoricdesign.carbonmade.com)
Concept by HIGHDEAF

Mixed by Ben Nehlich and HIGHDEAF
Produced by Ben Nehlich
Mastering by Ben Nehlich

Special thanks to Victor Rodriguez, Jackson Boytim, Linda Rodriguez, Ben Nehlich, Jacob Campbell, and Molly Spear

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released June 16, 2014

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HIGHDEAF Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

We've played music together for a long time so we started a band.

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Track Name: Ol' Moses Went A Walkin'
WAAAAAHHHHHH!
Track Name: The Most Excited Nihilist In The Whole Wide World (feat. Stephen Lin)
John:

The most
Excited
Nihilist
In the whole wide world

Stephen:

God is dying on a live stream. God is dying in a steel and glass and concrete amphitheater. The audience watches from seats divided into cubicles by walls of varying paints and sizes. Some watch in bedrooms and living rooms and offices. Some watch behind the immaterial walls of cities and towns. But all sit comfortably. Some are fat in body. Some are fat in mind. But all are soft. It's been generations since any have had the strength to carve themselves into the granite caves that housed their ancestors. It's been generations since hands have been bloodied without anger.

This is an audience of aging children: the children of wanderers. The old people of the forests and plains and coasts walked with purpose and direction, lived and died with purpose and direction. But their descendants wander in cities larger than the old worlds. We fear neither monsters nor beasts nor even the night. Our cold torches stole the stars from the sky. And through plastic faces, with electric eyes, we watch God die.
Track Name: Sweet Dea
Woo!