Heaven On A Branch

by The Van Allen Belt

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"The group’s amorphous mix of Lee Hazelwood, celluloid and trip hop is an overwhelming tour de force; shifting and progressing in a state of constant flux. Heaven On A Branch doesn’t really sound like anything else at present (Debbie Harry singing psychedelic arias over a mash up of Galaxie 500 and Moloko is close but still wide of the mark), and if there was any justice this album would be in every top list this year."
Dominic Valvona - Monolith Cocktail

"Heaven On A Branch is the album that now introduces this charming hybrid of melodic psychedelic pop with electronic extensions playing as something self-existent."
Christos Michos - Tospitimetaparaxena Blogspot

"Look up! Past the stratosphere, there is a psychedelic wavelength trapping a ghostly clamor, a cool jazzy voice, traces of an older era of sounds, perfectly paired, bred with something new, a feel, a new genre perhaps that has no label as yet."
Ayfer Simms - Monolith Cocktail

"Named after a scientific discovery, The Van Allen Belt are doing their part to tear down and rebuild. Their recent LP, Heaven on a Branch, is a sly study in mixing and matching. The ways they play with sounds and expectations is sometimes so subtle that you find yourself waking from a trance at a song's end and wondering what route you took to get your head where it's arrived." Rev. Adam McKinney, Northwest Military

"There's no reason the Animal-Collective-and-Black Moth crowd shouldn't eat this one up."
Andy Mulkerin - Pittsburgh City Paper

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released 26 September 2014

The second installment of a three album series beginning with the debut "Meal Ticket To Purgatory". Home recorded in 2 living rooms and 1 bedroom roughly between 2012 and 2014. Best sound quality will be delivered when listening through stereo.

All songs written and produced by Benjamin Ferris. Mastered by Scott Taylor. © 2014

guitar, keys, samples, vocals: Benjamin Ferris
vocals: Tamar Kamin
turntables, effects processes, drums: Scott Taylor
bass: Tom Altes

Additional drum tracking on tracks 6 and 9 by Mike Jantho

In memory of Lou and St. Pete

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The Van Allen Belt is impossible to categorize, luscious to listen to. This isn't your typical trippy, psychedelic music ― this is unique.

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Track Name: Rain
Armagetty
Could I be so lucky?
Good and ready
Out in Pennsyltucky
Still then laughing in my room
At the countdown to our doom

Tried to vanish
Gave a sight to all my kind
Walking Spanish
I hoped all my kind were blind
Slowly taking a wrong step
It tickled in my mind

Red light is blinking
This ship is sinking
We'll all be drinking
Rain from your eyes

Bailing the water
Father and daughter
Presents you brought her
Rain from your eyes

Whoopsie Daisy
Think I partied with a knife
Getting lazy
In this paradox of life
How we hold our head is dumb
I guess I’m gonna break you off this some

Heard my first years
From a fairly distant age
Found my worst fear
Is that you will exit stage
Send the ashes to the moon
In a hollow peach balloon

Red light is blinking
This ship is sinking
We'll all be drinking
Rain from your eyes

Bailing the water
Father and daughter
Presents you brought her
Rain from your eyes

Down comes the curtain
Let go of burden
One thing is certain
Rain from your eyes
Track Name: Clouds
Tell me something else I don’t know
An hour ago
You were baking me bread
And you’ve wrapped my head with
Something I like more than I like bread

Shostakovich
Don’t even know which
Bite came first
I’ve been yooper cursed
The two connections, intersections

Funny money in the juice
I cannot be right now
The Clock turned into a bag o’ dicks and
All the tricks are home

Hey, Cabbie!
Take your $7.50 / Time will soon expire don’t you see the clouds of fire?

Santa Sangre plays on the screen
It’s Halloween and I’m no no clean
This Vaseline is never gonna wash out of my hair

There’s a smackhead raiding your cabnets
Making jokes to lonely folks who
Don’t like problems
There I’ve solved it

Hallelujah
Ain’t nothing to ya
Read the sign
Put your apples next to mine an
Armadillo waiting for his fate on yellow lines

Now my pillows wear my best t-shirts
Body hurts your arms are desserts
Let’s clean the street now
Pick up your feet

Jamming to that modern rock
You were in my hallway
Instamatic paradise, I’ll pay the price for sure
Track Name: Afternoon Walk Of Shame
Go sleep on Friday
Talking to André
Out for the next night
Chasing the great white
Teach me a cheap trick
Ponytail bike dick
Pass a puff, what's the use?
Drink the juice, sleep on the sofa

Everybody knows my name on the afternoon walk of shame

That's just fantasties
Back at McNasties
Party hogs' curfew
Take me home with you
This place has bed bugs
Who's got the good drugs
By the way love the hair!
Will you share one more for the road?

Everybody knows my name on the afternoon walk of shame
Track Name: Bandi Shaum
They're blazing on home plate with whiskey on the bench
A Monday's exercise for drug addicts and freaks
And I won't walk for weeks

There's danger on the field it's more than just a game
We'll call you what you wear cause no one knows your name
So always dress the same way, ok

Meet me dahn
At Bandi Shaum
Later when the sky is calm

Don’t forget it’s just a ride
Take it for the view
All the memory stored inside
Will die along with you
Track Name: Busy Bee
Something is clobbering my dreams
Close my eyes
It’s the same movie on

Always back at work
Can’t escape
Even in the subcon

I look around the shop
Make it stop
Then I kill the Merlot

The job is but a prayer
And I don’t care
Long as you’re there, you know…

I wish I could see you all the time
That’s what that look is for
Oh, I’m aware of everything they say
I’m not that way no more

And when we leave the bar
On your car
I’ll destroy my good name

Well, not so good, in fact
So I retract
I find no friend in shame

But don’t you get me wrong
Been so long
Since I’ve felt so damn shy

Will you baby-sit this mess?
Tell me yes
It’s my favorite reply

I wish I could see you all the time
That’s what that look is for
Oh, I’m aware of everything they say
I’m not that whore no more

If I have to be referee
You’re giving the same look to me
Slow down and face reality
I give it out to you for free

You’re making my heartbeats go fast
The test you don’t know you have passed
I think that we both can agree
I give it out to you for free
Track Name: Words
Wouldn't have guessed we'd be in the same spot
You feel so alone but you know that you're not
It can be so hard when you feel things
And artificial happiness is so much like happiness

Don't you worry your head

Yes they're only words, but they're hard for me so, yeah

I feel I've been just about as good as I could
One in the same truth that we've understood
Even though we disagree to agree in a way
It's your banner over me put it on every day

Don't you worry your head

I have only words, but I mean them from my heart

Now we never talk
Guess I'm just ashamed and all
I wait for the shock
When I have good news for you

Don't you worry your head

Yes they're only words, but they're hard for me so, yeah
Track Name: One On The Board
Got a staring problem
Paint a picture
Make it last forever
Got a staring problem
There's this glowing
I can't look away

Others they disintegrate
I only see one thing I see oh
Others they disintegrate
It's only us hello all night

Gonna make it never fake it
Gotta buy it if you break it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And it's gonna rain again

Holy moly, holy moly
Wrap me with your wooly bully
Like a tired goalie you were bound to let one in
And there's one on the board

Roasting on the fire
Of the breaking of the silent winter
Roasting on the fire is this chemistry discovery
How to feed our hunger, we'll be younger for another hour
How to feed our hunger and to take delight in appetite

Gonna make it never fake it
Gotta buy it if you break it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And it's gonna rain again

Holy moly holy moly
Wrap me with your wooly bully
Like a tired goalie you were bound to let one in
And there's one on the board
Track Name: Different Storm
The nightmare came to me again
I know that it'll happen but I don't know when
Then my bubble will burst and that's only fair
That's when I'll find out I was never even there

Evidently, that's not the case
And I'm so ashamed that I hide my face
Waiting for redemption in its truest form
Now it's time to find me a different storm

I'll roll with the hand that I was dealt
All those little comments below the belt
Oddly, you're the only one to whom I turn
When there aren't any bridges out there left to burn
And fires always leave me a little too warm
So now it's time to find me a different storm

Kiss my cheek and I'll leave you be
Don't take my honor too seriously
If wine is blood then I'm a leech indeed
And I'm too far gone to be your mustard seed

Let me guess you're gonna wash my feet
Oh, I hate it when you have to be so sweet
We'll break this bread with our favorite friends
The rule is golden and it never bends

I can hear the thunder in the distance roar
And it's time to forget the joy I had before
Broken windows have become the norm
So now it's time to find me a different storm

Our time has been a cradle of a breaking bough
There's only one more thing that you need to know
Before you go
Track Name: Slopes
Take my precious time
No, it’s nothing big
Another stool to climb
And it only takes one swig

What’s your plea?
Set me free
No can do
Not for you

Flesh gone cold
Won’t grow old
What we've done
For no one

Second violation, old occupation
They went to pick her up at the station

She sells herself to strangers for money
Never a doubt why her neb is runny

Don’t give her any
She don’t need none
Track Name: This Is The Best Shower I Have Ever Taken
This Is the Best Shower I Have Ever Taken

How does that cigarette stay lit?

Soft shoe downhill on the rooftop

What will we find on the mountain?
Track Name: Southside Story
Starting up at the institute to get me in line
Oh, I'll be just fine with graphic design

Better find a job to rent a pad in the flats
That doesn't have rats

Crushing up a chill pill
Married to the needle still
Climbing back with Aderol
After all, after all

You might know when you have hit bottom

Gotta layer the make up to cover the bruise
You like my new shoes? How about my tattoos?

Slinging drinks to buy my own
How I get in the zone

Gonna hit the bar, yo
Monday is tomorrow
Did I miss last call?
Put me in for pinball

That's where I lost my way

How will I make rent?
New life on accident
Food stamps, so thin
Oh, where I've been

Which way the dice roll
Slow dance with a pole
Now I make ends meet
Saved you a seat

Fight this hole in your soul
You can win and get on with it
And for yourself
'Cause that god isn't real, not the slightest bit


And I know there's a better place
Track Name: Bubble Gum
The bishop paid me a visit early on
Having nothing to eat and up since dawn
So in those days I thought I had a soul
Later on my body stayed and I sunk in a hole

A puppet clown was singing with the nurse
In a room with the kids who had it worse
Baseball story to help me drift away
Up to bat against a pitcher with a bad E.R.A.

The lethal injection was given for my crime
They didn't even have to strap me down this time
The gases made me laugh, my mind was shot
What the heck is a human being? that's what I thought

I forgot who I was
My vision turned to fuzz
Now completely numb
Breathing bubble gum