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With lyrics and singing by Bassist Paul Martin, this song deals with the oft-explored mystery of Time...

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Don't rush me, time doesn't exist. Let me see if you get the gist. It is a sickness that we suffer from, we run to beat the tick tock tick, run until we can’t walk and we wonder why we’re sick! I flick seconds like boogers, but some folks are more scared of Time than Freddy Krueger. They’re countin the tick-tocks, bitin their nails off, calculatin how much time that they lost, or how how much these last 2 minutes cost. But here’s a surprise: the Sun doesn’t set or rise - it’s just an illusion caused by the world spinnin round. I bend Time like a spoon, and watch it vanish like a plume of smoke so let’s poke around. Let’s try an idea of mine: let’s say “time” so many damn times that “time” becomes just another dead word. Time (x?) Thyme tastes fine on orange rind pie and I don’t cry when my friends die cuz this I know: they’ve been where they go, they are where they were cuz Time just flows like a river down hill each spot a different feel. But it’s the same blue water! // Time is a garden in a silent place. Time is the movement of the open sea. Time is painting lines upon your face. This song doesn’t exist, no.

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from My piano ate the front page of the San Francisco Chronicle, released April 3, 2010
Written and performed by Antioquia (Paul Martin, Craig Miller, Maddy Streicek & Adley Penner) with guest percussionist Ben Isaacs.

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Antioquia [an-tee-OH-kee-ah] plays music. The music they play comes from the universe. It is filtered through progressive rock, funk, hip-hop, traditional rhythms from Latin America and West Africa, and pretty much anything they hear and see and feel. And smell. And taste. The band began in Antioquia, Colombia and was incubated in San Francisco. They continue to grow wings in Oakland, CA. ... more

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