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these days / こ​の​ご​ろ

by TK The Architect

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    Our collaboration is marked with block printed ink, its red color paying tribute to traditional Japanese hanko stamps

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    Cotton paper
    Dyed in indigo
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1.
I was born a bedlam Beneath the dichotomy of two tongues The weight of an uncertain face and a place I go in and out of confidently calling home The noises change but what's being said stays relatively the same “Your name is your name, bear it”
2.
low key 02:29
Neglecting things that need attention I still see remnants of that hopeless prayer Bare Send a signal, launch a flare Ones I call blood need no mention, Precipitation in the hazy air Complications wrought with lazy care, we know Setting sun breaks the surface of the ocean Moon ushers in another tide Another rise, another fall After all, things find a way given time Sleep more lucid than my reality Bitter in between every stride Ran out of places to hide Slowly embracing the bind like “No, stop chasing that ghost” When I breathe heavy it's all I see It's that same song I hate to be wrong But it feels better to keep arms reach I keep it low key Let it go, let it be Set it free like ash butterfree Little crash course on subtlety As it leaves Simple things, little weights Carry on, learn to break Little dirt on the name Learn to know your turn to shoulder blame A fall fit for a king Or a fake crown of relief Or a hero’s death end of scene Or you cut through it all with zig zag like a bishop move Brittle bones gone missing, still in tune Solace found Intermission Different rhythm when it blooms No, stop chasing that ghost When I breathe heavy it's all I see It's that same song I hate to be wrong But it feels better to keep arms reach I keep it low key
3.
blood 02:38
I dipped my soul in the water Let it cover my spirit I kept that thought under the current Just so no one could hear it Found a frequency in the interference, But never clear if i should hold back Why we always hold back? Bite my tongue and decorate my shirt with the blood We speak in secret, still exchanging hugs Answers came in rain from above Moment of silence for the prodigal son Won’t stop Let it breathe So it goes End scene We don’t question why We just hope for better luck next time Reasons only good enough on the wrong day Tripping into old ways Keeping ‘em for always Predisposed to try We just hold ‘til better off drifts by Reasons only good enough on the wrong day Tripping into old ways Keeping ‘em for always “Who took the fall?” “I can’t recall, just sleep it off” You can barely feel the silence lost Honest to fault Who’s counting wrongs? We ain’t involved We’re just singing songs of a time before The scales were tipped Justice hushed with her blindfold I had to dip I couldn’t proceed with my eyes closed Oil floats, but blood sinks slow Won’t stop Let it breathe So it goes End scene We don’t question why We just hope for better luck next time Reasons only good enough on the wrong day Tripping into old ways Keeping ‘em for always Predisposed to try We just hold ‘til better off drifts by Reasons only good enough on the wrong day Tripping into old ways Keeping ‘em for always
4.
too many 03:15
I don’t know what it means I’ve seen too many go And I ain’t seen, What you know bout my too many wrongs, They say, “hey, let it go” I’ve got too many ghosts Yeah, I’ve got too many ghosts I’ve had too many late nights by myself Thoughts in a well Spring like fire, Out the gate I was thinking, “Hell, if this ain’t it?” What’s the meaning of personal wealth? What’s the feeling I’m dealing with, still? Why do I let myself be myself? (wait a minute) Count ‘em 60 on a clock that’s broken Lens on the world out of focus Plague rolled through like the locust On my eighth day, Get a grip quick, handbrakes A hope, a glimpse, a prayer, a promise I found the back and forth dishonest I kept my mouth closed through the calmness I don’t know what it means I’ve seen too many go And I ain’t seen, What you know bout my too many wrongs, They say, “hey, let it go” I’ve got too many ghosts Yeah, I’ve got too many ghosts Little more of a little less, somewhere in between Little slice of happiness in hopeless dreams Middle ground to what I found and how it seems Split thoughts, pulling straws out of seams All our parables are those punk songs that we heard as teens Lately I can feel it all surrounding me Found home in the dissonance, the boundary Never felt it made sense, I just chose to circumvent Found my motivation in the discontent Found my motivation in the discontent The discontent I don’t know what it means I’ve seen too many go And I ain’t seen, What you know bout my too many wrongs, They say, “hey, let it go” I’ve got too many ghosts Yeah, I’ve got too many ghosts
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6.
still 03:27
I was hoping for snow, so I had a good excuse Cause this staying still, never leave the house Got me tripping out I’ll put this mania to use Another barrier to truth Used to own the sky like I was Zeus Lightning through the roof Stars aligned in view Slipped my way on through winter blues It was a different time, different state of mind Different person in the mirror But these ticking hands slow dance Romanticized thoughts seem less severe Licking all my wounds to the tune of my inner dialogue Let another monologue go unheard Clear mind, but the world burns Clear mind, but the world burns Still Everything was gone and got lost in the waves Yet I couldn’t wait for the world to know It was all a wreck It was all direct, saying, “We were all just blessed to know” Still my mother’s son Still the same kid Still an older brother Still uncertain Still ain’t sure of shit Still sing songs of melancholy Still my father’s blood Still the same friend Still content alone Still on the mend I don’t sleep right when the dream’s too vivid Loose images used to help me with the numb Eyes open, eyes shut Shut open Lost sight, all blurred into one Closed circle Where’d it start? How’d it close? I don’t know In a daze, wishing I was still kissing clouds In and out I woke up to the sun I kept infinity on pause, but infinity came back Taste still burned into my tongue Lungs cracked but still in tact Licking all my wounds to the tune of my inner dialogue Let another monologue go unheard Still see it all as it turns slowly Still much to learn Still Everything was gone and got lost in the waves Yet I couldn’t wait for the world to know It was all a wreck It was all direct, saying, “We were all just blessed to know” Still my mother’s son Still the same kid Still an older brother Still uncertain Still ain’t sure of shit Still sing songs of melancholy Still my father’s blood Still the same friend Still content alone Still on the mend
7.
Each and every moment, counted one by one But weighed down by momentum Years of neglect and missed steps Kept on a shelf to be looked at with nostalgia Through the eyes of youth and false pride
8.
if and only 03:14
Used to kick fly shit, cause I was on some fly shit Now I'm on some do or die 29, just starting to feel alive shit Mind a mosh pit Heard my chemicals out of balance I’ve been walking the line since Hit my first L on sunrise westbound at 16 Thoughts left benign Home to momma with demon eyes Life without meaning til you learn to see the signs Sometimes you make do with what you find Back in high school Daydreaming ‘bout a girl who smokes weed and bumps Wu Found one who likes Tribe, calls me out on my bullshit Got my back. She don't ask when to come through Holds me down like the real ones do It’s the times, it’s the times - got me watching my health I started making my decisions in stealth Mouth closed, eyes open Thoughts different than the child that I was Found the less I hold onto, the less I give up The less I hold onto, the less I give up Let it pass, let it pass Just to feel it enough It’s a cold place Regardless I'm always steady with the hold Let it burn from that low praise I was submarine to their wave through the dog days Now I maneuver through chatter like, “Hey batter, batter” I might hit it like Pablo, Pete Wheeler when I go Used to hop fences to get away from the 5-0 Homies on their skater shit, me I couldn't skate for shit Just wanted to take part Years before I made art Expression of self or a lesson in self reflection? Still rolling logs, neglecting that text message Chill with the talk while making that first impression But I ain't trying to impress, nah these are confessions Live with a weight on my mind, yeah them heavy heavy thoughts Taking losses like a knight, three up and two across Redefinition of trust, the peace of mind is a plus The less i hold onto, the less i give up The less I hold onto, the less I give up Let it pass, let it pass Just to feel it enough
9.
collateral 02:57
This ain’t how it’s supposed to be Theirs over mine, heavy weight on who I wanna be Every thought deserves to breathe A thought is just a thought ‘til it’s free of its canopy Satellite Magnemite Float around each other like, out of sight out of mind Still in my periphery Inexplicable synergy Collateral debility, sacrificial stability Tranquility rare like Celebi I heard angels singing while I fell asleep Woke up to your demons picking feathers from my dreams Another celebration for a false sense of peace You left behind your empathy buried in the debris What’s it mean? I know we’ve been told, “We ain’t got no time to hold onto lies” Wish I was clean of all this belief Wish I was clean of all this “Pieces we let go, we ain’t got no time to go back and find” Wish I was clean of all this belief WIsh I was clean of I’m a tree in a forest on a trail to a mountaintop Something that you’ll see as you pass through “If you ain’t got something that we need, then you past due” Check the wreckage for past lessons Found ‘em burned, lost, buried “A necessary cost of progress, I guess” Was it really? Man, this year kicked my god damn ass What’s that high you got there? How long’s that last? Heard laughs, “Bout as long as that shadow you cast” Cold facts Sign on the wall says this too shall pass Woke up to your demons picking feathers from my dreams Another celebration for a false sense of peace You left behind your empathy buried in the debris What’s it mean? I know we’ve been told, “We ain’t got no time to hold onto lies” Wish I was clean of all this belief Wish I was clean of all this “Pieces we let go, we ain’t got no time to go back and find” Wish I was clean of all this belief WIsh I was clean of
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11.
oxygen 02:37
Breathe our love in slow My loneliness fades when your heart’s in close We’ll carry this weight through the highs and lows My oxygen dose Talk to me This ain’t no bump in the road, we’ve just got to breathe Nearly fell through the floor Constantly still harboring These feelings that we’ve got to free They hide and seek We hold out for a long night Ready always Petty for the whole time, Trade it for a cold gaze Steady for the hold tight That’s my old face Mind full of landmines Never mind, all great Say it’s about us Say it’s about us You always find a way to trust in me It just seems it’s our luck We still seem to hold up Breathe our love in slow My loneliness fades when your heart’s in close We’ll carry this weight through the highs and lows My oxygen dose Talk to me Stay and talk to me Setting fire to my poems just to calmly sleep I know you hold me down, Sew my seams when I’m bleeding out Hundred wrongs, pulling strings Count forever through a long night Ready always Safety by the fault line Made it by our own grace Steady for the hold tight From an old place Met you in a past life Undefined soul mate Say it’s about us Say it’s about us You always find a way to trust in me It just seems it’s our luck We still seem to hold up You take us high I don’t wanna go back to being on my own Say you’ll stay this time I could never go without you here by me
12.
There are times the sky cried with us Mother’s tears falling with the delicate love That reminds you that this feeling is meant to be felt But there are times when it is cacophonous Every drop holding the weight of a thousand unanswered questions Each one carrying truth that we are forced to face from a place of uncertainty Time ticks on and I am no longer clinging to a false ideal But I still don’t have the courage to properly reconcile
13.
patience 02:57
Death a stone’s throw, just another day Find myself alone in another place, longer I stay All I’ve ever known is to run away Just another home with a wall For my broken clock face Cemented the ceiling to feeling old ways The image is filling in with my gall But I’m tall when I get involved Pivot through all phase And everything’s better in a step-by-step way A silent promise to never be something secondary Build a wall when necessary But when February came and the cemetery went ablaze Ghosts from the past making pleasantries I wasn’t ready You and me don’t lose things, we only forgot Patience is all I have for now Even if we’ve been ready to go Patience is all I ask for Lazy dose of time, sold you blind Don’t you hide your eyes away Comfort in numb embrace Patience is all I ask for Death a stone’s throw, just another day Find myself alone in another place, longer I stay All I’ve ever known is to run away Just another home with a wall For my broken clock face Only if it all made sense The keeping a distance arms length And hiding those dents And armored defense The fear of false credit keeps you authentic Your own mess is your own mess, I get it But comparison’s a poison only few can afford Skip the character in favor of lore Find my way back to the place I ignore Say my greeting to the man at the door You and me don’t lose things, we only forgot Patience is all I have for now Even if we’ve been ready to go Patience is all I ask for Lazy dose of time, sold you blind Don’t you hide your eyes away Comfort in numb embrace Patience is all I ask for
14.
Feel it in my bones when I breathe in your essence Filling up my lungs keep me one with the present Going up in smoke let it flow Wear it all out, ‘til it all comes down
15.
winds 03:23
Came to terms with my demons, We cohabit with reason Found a solace in nature taking leaves with the seasons Centered my breath, a minute kept Send up the beacon I was down for a moon or two, the stars had me tweaking Wind came through like Ang was whippin’ it, Yip Yip Times hands on the dial still ticking, that’s off rip Yeah I know it’s been a while, went missing But don’t trip I’ve been tapping into gold ammunition The order of the white lotus moves in the dark Kept my mind in one piece, can’t say the same for my heart I’ll sort it out in my sleep, high price for relief My subconscious will handle it Balance found in release Cause we got the type of love that runs deep in your bloodstream The type that outsurvives the blunt trauma of hushed dreams Reminiscing on what I used to think love means A cool breeze rustles leaves off of an old tree Our hearts breathe I braced for fall The weight had grown too much for me And I ain’t as tall as they had all hoped I could be How is it the world’s been tripping out waiting for me? No no, safe and sound cause these things just come around Patient relief Used to blame others for my insufficiencies Like the leaves blaming the wind in autumn Go ahead, light up another cheap thrill Easy kill to the boredom Be still let your thoughts find their order Need change, that’s the way these things go But it don’t make it easy Truth bleeds from these poems, you don’t have to believe me Anxiety’s got us living with that constant fear Show concern - just enough to keep your conscious clear Keep them fangs closed here Blank prose we kept near Turned to songs we sang for ‘em just to fall on deaf ears Can’t lie, my pride stung Kind of thing you outgrow Kind of thing you try to not let show Let yourself go and float Time helps with the cope Trees bend with the wind The secret hidden to most I refocused with a knowledge of self Came out my baptism soaked The winds dried left a new found hope My heart spoke I braced for fall The weight had grown too much for me And I ain’t as tall as they had all hoped I could be How is it the world’s been tripping out waiting for me? No no, safe and sound cause these things just come around Patient relief
16.
The winds setting the stage for dark clouds Rolling in stage right The spotlight shines for only a moment Sometimes that moment is all we need

about

TK’s third full-length effort, these days / このごろ, serves as an audio collage of the varying textures and emotions that come with healing and reconciliation.

A personal recollection of that process, the album seeks refuge in the imbalance through an acceptance of the lack of answers rather than seeking them.

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released June 17, 2022

All songs written, produced, and mixed by Zach TK Zanghi
Mastered by Aire Atlantica
Mix Prep & Assistance by Nicole Bien

Additional writing on “oxygen” by Joe Villafane & Ryan Camenzuli
Lyrics and vocals on “winds (prelude)” by Ryan Camenzuli
Additional vocals on “oxygen” by Kim Berg & Joe Villafane

Album Art by Emily Martin

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