picture theory

by Sid Jordan

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Entirely self-produced, recorded, written, and what-have-you, Picture Theory explores the evidently complex relationship between our Dreams and their composite, elemental, Reality. I hope you enjoy listening to it as much as I enjoyed making it.

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released January 2, 2012

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Sid Jordan Los Angeles, California

After half a lifetime playing bass and harmonizing with Minibar, Pete Yorn, and whoever else would have him, Sid Jordan pokes his be-hatted head out from under his pre-fab bushel, and shines a light on a beautific bunch of pure, unburdened, happy/sad songs. Spiritual, uplifting, demythologizing and challenging, Picture Theory is the rarest of rare treats. ... more

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Track Name: Dreams
I don't believe in Angels
you never know how high they'll fly
I don't believe in Demons
you never know where they might hide
I believe I'll see you in my Dreams

I don't believe in Martyrs
you never know who's watching who
you never know who's watching you
I don't believe in Sinners
you never know where you'll find truth
I choose to believe I'll see you in my Dreams

I don't believe in Lovers
you never know who you can trust
I just believe I'll see you in my Dreams
Track Name: Earth
Follow me down to the lakeside
we'll take time out of the day
Just a stone's throw from the lakeside
the sun shines down on the cracks in the earth...

A bottle of wine by the lakeside
makes my family smile
Stories are told by the lakeside
of old times that cover the cracks in the earth...
that swallowed the rain

Look for the girl by the lakeside
whose eyes shine, burn bright
Open your heart by the lakeside
Fault lines as wide as the cracks in the earth...
that swallowed the rain, that came and washed away...
Track Name: Fire
I was in the tenement with JaJa in his element
bitchin bout the government, no surprise
'Have you seen the news today,
the world has blown itself away'
Same old news as yesterday, dry your eyes

Searching for the lives we’d left behind
Sifting through the traces of our minds
Realizing time could be unkind
when somebody yelled ‘fire’

Private Martinez First Class
is aiming through an hour-glass,
a portent of the aftermath of all that he could be
or could have been...
Wiping power from his hands
as he grovels in the sand

Searching for the lives he’d left behind
Sifting through the ashes of their minds
Realizing time had been unkind
when somebody yelled ‘fire’

'Mother Mary, full of grace,
bless this god-forsaken place'
Even as he speaks
the words taste bitter on his tongue
In tribute to the fallen few
they genuflect in makeshift pews
The flag flies red white and blue
as they raise their voice in song

For the lives they’d left behind
Sifting through the echoes of their minds
Realizing time can be unkind
when somebody yells fire

Salt Lake City’s Ronnie Lee blows kisses to his family
watching from the gallery as the killer’s hands are tied
A product of society, devoid of all humanity
The executioner counts to three
and the bullets start to fly

But the lives he left behind
Sifting through the tatters of their minds
Realize that time is never kind
when somebody yells ‘fire’

Proto-homosapien knows he’s running late again
but evolution waits for him to kiss the wife goodbye
With the matrimonial bed still warm
and the ice-age drawing in outdoors
he pulls the covers up and snores
the world can wait a while...

Til somebody yells 'fire'

Somebody yell 'fire'
Track Name: Water
Footprints receding
Into the sea
Sketching a coward’s path
Courting disaster
Caught in the aftermath

Oh, like water through my hands
She flows, no trace left in the wet sand
Oh, like water through my hands

Liquid and formless
Emotionally worn
Held at her beck and call
Sweet intuition
Painfully fictional

Snagged on a memory
A thought or a dream
Laying my soul to rest
Holed up in my fortress
Just me and my thoughtlessness

And oh, like water through my hands
She flows, no trace left in the wet sand
Oh, like water through my hands
Track Name: Wind
I must be missing something
Some things just fade with time
Shaking the dust from the edges
of my mind

I must be missing something
Filter the lines of truth
Cyclical thoughts colliding
sliding through

A whisper on the wind
ends as it begins
Whisper on the wind

I must be missing something
Words that are gone for good
Scared to admit being scared
to be understood

A whisper on the wind
ends as it begins
Whisper on the wind

Oh and I am falling
Helpless, hopeless
No, don’t stop me falling
Helpless, hopeless

I must be missing something
Something I thought I knew
I must missing something
how about you?