The Practice Of Emptiness

by Tiger Knee

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released June 20, 2016

MIKE SHOYKHET - GUITARS, BASS, VOCALS
NAT PONGPANICH - DRUMS
CATHERINE ANDERSON - KEYBOARDS, SYNTHS, VOCALS ON “SABBATH AND FLOYD”
KAREN CLAMAN - VIOLA

MIXED AND RECORDED BY CATHERINE ANDERSON
LIZ SMITH - ASSISTANT RECORDING ENGINEER

PRODUCED BY CATHERINE ANDERSON

MASTERED BY CASEY HOLFORD

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Tiger Knee Jersey City, New Jersey

Jersey City/NYC based Tiger Knee started out as a solo project and evolved into a full band out of various members' love for things loud and heavy. Their songs explore themes of uncertainty and enlightenment, but are mostly about giant space robots.

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Track Name: Angry Buddha
Angry Buddha, I believe you,
I can feel the heat of your fury,
In your silence I can hear you,
In your mind I can see through the darkness.

Free me, free me,
I'm the mountain, I'm the shrine.
Free me, free me,
I'm the star blood, I'm the holy dream.

Angry Buddha, I desire,
And I can't abandon my mirror.
I can tell the light from the shadow,
But the light is just a reflection.

Angry Buddha, I am empty,
But my emptiness is filled with fire.
And my sky is braided with lightning,
And my will is never forgiven.
Track Name: The Fire
In a perfect world nothing would ever end,
And stars would not fall from the sky,
And time would be still without walls, or pills,
And everything sacred would only be worshipped and loved.

There is no reason to save you, no reason to save you,
There is no reason to save you, everything goes into the fire.
All that you are for the moment, all you are for the moment,
All that you are will be gone. Will I try to hold on,
Or will I just let you go?

I'm sick of the flood and I'm sick of keeping faith,
And I can't really tell if anything's working.
They're burning the maps to sell the ship for scraps,
But who's going to dive into the dark when it sinks?

There is no reason to save you, no reason to save you,
There is no reason to save you, everything goes into the fire.
All that you've done for the moment, all you've done for the moment,
All that you've done will be gone. Will I try to hold on,
Or will I just let it go?

One day I will build you a shining, brand new universe,
And so you can ride it with me all the way to the end.
I cannot let go because I am too will be lost,
And I can't hold on, 'cause the fire is burning my hands.
Track Name: Sabbath and Floyd
I don't listen to this kind of music.
I listen to Sabbath, I listen to Floyd.
Sabbath and Floyd.
Track Name: Heavy Delay
We dance into the furnace,
We wait in a helpless array to get over the bridge,
Denied a sense of completion,
Crowned with vain and omnipotent laurel of reason.

My child, you don't believe me,
But deep in the heart of your heart,
Deep in your heart
You will know
This is the truth.

We climb up to the hilltops
To sacrifice our only love to the voices of fear,
Controlled by infinite hunger,
Tyrannized and resurrected by heavy delay.

My child, you don't believe me,
But deep in the heart of your heart,
Deep in your heart
Now you will know
This is the truth:

You are immortal and brought into being
By thought from the mind of the All.
Track Name: Hyabusa
Build me an angel of steel, mathematics and fire
Deep in the caverns of lab coats and nitrile gloves.
Wings of titanium, feathers of circuits and wires,
Give me the heavens and I will continue to love.

Blast off, Hyabusa, blast off.

We sail the eternal, the wind rises higher and higher,
Sweeping away all the miserable dust from your shelves.
Build me an angel of steel, mathematics and fire.
If God would not send them, then we'll have to make them ourselves.

Blast off, Hyabusa, blast off.