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POSSESS YOURSELF!

by Rswll

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    - Artwork designed by Roswell Greeniaus

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1.
Triumphalism 04:29
Not me flipping through the memories Like a corrosive Rolodex You'd think I wouldn't feel so proud of All this shit and yet... Never wanted to win the game The burden is not worth it Efface my name before my face You'll learn to forget, but I'll feel bad for not wanting you The way you wanted me (So guilty!) Took me a while to correct those thoughts But I'm finally angry when They just slide right in Serpentine out the smoke Puppy eyes gunning to hound me down Circling for a bone Everything we do, do it all without permission Everything we do because we let get done! Everything you do, do it all without permission Else you would not have fun My feeble friendship is Not enough To keep those creepy fingers tucked Begging bitch jaw shut Imagine being kind for the thrill of it 'Thout inviting you to Q Why I'm celibate now Not a plot of land Waiting for your stuck flag My diplomacy my mortal enemy Oh, but I'm the drag? Feeling bad Wanting you The way you wanted me? (How silly) Took me a while to connect the dot But I'm finally laughing when They just slide right in Serpentine out the smoke Puppy eyes gunning to hound me down Circling for a bone Everything we do, do it all without permission Everything we do because we let get done, oh Everything I do, I do it all without permission Else I would not have won If wishes are horses Beggars will try to ride And I just bide my time If wishes are horses Beggars will try to ride And I just bide my time If wishes are horses Beggars will try to ride And I just bide my time Wishes are horses Beggars will ride I'll kick 'em off And slide on by (And slide on by And slide on by And slide on by And slide on by And slide on by And slide on by And slide on by And slide on by…)
2.
Forevers 03:43
How do you like me ass-up on your phone? Figured you'd keep it, but know it's a loan I am not the boy in the video, bro Your empty hyperbolic hole, your ho You: lighting the joint, proffering wine Say my music is good, but I just need time So, "come to bed," you like my sound Twenty-whatever, I'll figure it out I've been thinking Of all the stupid shit I ever did and Oh, it's got me wondering I've been thinking Of all the stupid shit I ever did and Oh, it's got me hot again Quick with a pic, as you piss in my mouth Party to party, are you passin' out again? When left alone, nicking your M to cope Sniffing your friends and coke Twenty-whatever, forever your joke, I guess I knew you only thought you wanted me I was a type, like a trophy to keep! (Tell me how it's not that deep) Beg for space to fly alone now New copilot, similar bones, oh Wow I've been thinking Of all the stupid shit I ever did and Oh, it's got me wondering I've been thinking Of all the stupid shit I ever did and Oh, it's got me hot again Was twenty-whatever then I suppose Hike up the price if I Am selling my soul Keep it alive on Vidéo Twenty-whatever for Ever, I'll go! Forever, I go Forever, I go That's all I know! Forever ago! Forever ago! Forever, I go! That's all I know
3.
Nevers 04:32
Swinging in the corners Adamantly slowly Half-time to techno Contentedly lonely A meteor into the city GO bus to Toronto Never brought a parachute When you'd banked on getting blown (Stoned) High on E, sipping sativa From the… government You were seldom sweet enough For secret dealership Circle of friends? Nope! Never could contend those Jagged edges boxed 'em out Oh, you never would relent, for You never needed any of 'em then (No, no, no) You were free for the moment Often fucked by fauna At the local gyms Sucking up saunas, dodging their partners For a spark of sin "How's the girlfriend, anyway?" (Ha, ha, ha) "Have not seen her since…" The silence of the shame Where you swiftly hit the ending Ghosted as you ghost You always took it on The chinny-chin-chin-chin I suppose that's why you were popular Among such conflicted men Or hated for the same As they will when you're in love with Someone far beyond their comprehension "You're too much!" But you never needed any of 'em then! (No, no, no) You were free for the moment I moved for no one! I danced for me! We are free, we are free, we are free We are free for the moment Don't paint it twisted I'm not ashamed Gaining new perspective of Behaviours unexplained Why wave goodbye To the wounds I've outgrown? Oh, light the microscope For I might never let 'em go (I messed up a bunch of times but it's okay)
4.
Scope 04:40
My boulder's rolling up an endless hill I could turn around now, find who else it killed Bankrupt myself on all the funerals held If only they had known I'd be doing this So well, they wouldn't have my Hell Heck I crushed his name to the gradient top On the way, wrung 'em dry, oh, I've been filling my Cup is more than half-full now, an overflow I was dying of thirst but a moment ago So, yeah, I'm sipping it slowly But, but, but Goddamn, I've been running for an epoch The Grim Reaper and I caught in deadlock And now you're scoping my gait Scribbling hearts on the pages of my pain I feel you looking in to see where I've been You want a piece, not a parcel of my injury I feel you look at me, see all that we could be You—I—symmetry, hide all my history Dele-e-eat me Dele-e-eat me My boulder's rolling down an endless hill Guess I'll follow the sound and from the ground rebuild We're quite the sideshow to the vapid voyeur Yet you're familiar with the march of a warrior Know I'm doing this for ya Uh-huh, uh-huh, but Goddamn, I've been running for an epoch (Goddamn!) The Grim Reaper and I caught in deadlock (Goddamn!) And now, you're scoping my gait (Goddamn!) Scribbling hearts on the pages of my pain, well I feel you looking in to see where I've been You want a piece, not a parcel of my injury I feel you look at me, see all that we could be You—I—symmetry, hide all my history Dele-e-eat me (Bittersweet) Dele-e-eat me (Bittersweet) Oh, I'm done evading No more renegading Fake temerity Clarity grows opaquer with age Wager my grin Chagrin going cold I maybe burned by this old flame But I'm far from smoked out Still going for broken when I'm (Thickening my thigh Mine, I'm on my mind Sayonara suicide! For the apple of my Thickening my thigh Mine, I'm on my mind Sayonara suicide! For the apple of my) Thickening my thigh Mine, I'm on my mind Sayonara suicide! For the apple of my Thickening my thigh Mine, I'm on my mind Sayonara suicide! For the apple of my I feel you looking in to see where I've been You want a piece, not a parcel of my injury I feel you look at me, see all that we could be You—I—symmetry Oh, fuck it, bury me Let it all roll away now Let it climb, let it come Let it comedown Let it all roll away now Let it climb, let it come Let it come Let it comedown
5.
Aperture 04:44
Exorcising trauma Addictive is the track Had me lapping rancid fat Off the slick of his back, that Crunching in my solar Plexus is squealing for a sweaty Groove in my head Bowling ball brain Rolling that gutter Oh, screw the pins I've only ever sought the rocky bottom So since he brought 'em Know that I'll smoke it up My Autumn Pitfall Maybe I fess up: I miss him Let 'em know how much I loved Fucking myself On the bender With a friend Posing for photos he'll never send Every cavity was aching to be filled We carved mystery into the flesh just to feel Was I just a warm Aperture then? Was I just a halo Thrown around your bed? Well, I hope you found your light (Lie-lie-lie-lie-light) Hope you found your light I hope you found your (Lie-lie-lie-lie-light) I hope you found your light God bless I'm the architect of the monument The memory I have already forgotten how Cold they were then The elegy wins Sparkles and shit Haughtily sniggering for Far too long Deducing "I was the one who lost! I am the one, the flaw!" Yet I suppose in their saga I pop a red flag Atop the "Warning Sign" list Vermin in the pocket Of a spotless and black abyss So consider this My flash, a parting gift A kiss goodbye (Mwah!) Every cavity still aches to be filled We'll carve mystery into the flesh just to feel Was I just a warm Aperture then? (A prop for your depravity!) Was I just a halo Thrown around your head? (We all have the capacity to) Well I hope you found your light (Lie-lie-lie-lie-light) I hope you found your light Hope you found your (Lie-lie-lie-lie-light) Hope you found your light (But you Really made me laugh Lupine and grand What's the plan Manhunting my kisses And I'm catatonic now Your supine land) What the hell are you doing? You say it like I'm Just a warm Aperture then Oh, am I just a halo For your growth, my friend? Well, hope you find it! I hope you found your light, light I hope you found your Lie-lie-lie-lie-light I hope you found your light Wha-wha-wha-why (A prop for your depravity) Wha-wha-wha-why (We all have the capacity to) Lie-lie-lie-lie light I hope you find your light I hope you find your Lie-lie-lie-lie-light I hope you find your light (I hope you find your light Hope you find your lie I hope you find your light I hope you find your lie) And if it's all that I Ever will become Then I'll gladly step aside
6.
Deadheading 04:14
Skewering, picayune guard Opened up and loved too ha-hard (Ha, ha) Every match bloodsport Suppurated, shopworn Caveat emptor Sold me brick-and-mortar for Every pickpocket Knocking at the door before (Sock it to the whore who) Never knew a border Some stories are better left Boarded up Kept shut Nipped in the bud Petals precious now (Ow, ow!) I'm super selfish now (Ow, ow!) They'll flock around Like I'm hawking reprieve I hunker down I'm not zipping out, out Out, out, out, yow! Sharp cutter (Cut, cut, cut!) Whetting, when I'm deadheading! Vultures in my garden Let 'em, when I'm deadheading! Lightning in a bottle In a round of alcoholics So exhausting! Hey, I was too innocent Free love really was Costing I almost lost me My petals precious now (Ow, ow) I'm super selfish now (Ow, ow) They'll flock around Like I'm hawking reprieve I hunker down I'm not zipping out, out Out, out, out, yow! Sharp cutter (Cut, cut, cut!) Whetting, when I'm deadheading! Vultures in my garden Let 'em, when I'm deadheading! I'm sorry, lovely I just don't trust you like that So sorry, darling I cannot fill in all that you lack That blackhole Sure will pass, though Brown to green and back My petals precious now Mm-mm-mm, for now I'm super selfish now Uh, uh-uh, for now They'll flock around Like I'm hawking reprieve I hunker down I'm not zipping out, out Out, out, out, out Sharp cutter (Cut, cut, cut!) Whetting, when I'm deadheading! Vultures in my garden Let 'em, when I'm deadheading! (Ready? Now we're dead, oh!) It's gon' be a beautiful death A beautiful Beautiful Death Beautiful… (Letting everything go) Letting everything go!
7.
Kudzu 03:06
I know you cannot Feel my rhythm but I'll keep dancing all Night and day I know you do not Think the things I've thought Yet I still calculate, or try Maybe once I've died They'll look back and cry "Oh, my god, he was so…" Great But for now I'm fine Running on my own Yank the curtain up Showtime! Tragic but it's true I'm too fucking cool Tragic but it's true I'll stay stuck on the moon Yeah (La-la, la-la La-dum-dum-doom) Way too big for the room! (La-la, la-la Yah-dum-dum-doom) I'll stay stuck on the moon No more curling up In the corner and Chewing on my zipper, I'm Too modest for my Own good and I've been Quiet for too many years Can't turn back and fix Only stride ahead Might as well write it in Red About impostor syndrome and I Thought, oh my god, it Can't be me Ha But it's true I'm way too fucking cool! Tragic but it's true I stay stuck on the moon (La-la, la-la La-dum-doom-doom) Way too big for the room (La-la, la-la Yah-dum-dum-doom) I'll stay stuck on the moon Tragic but it's true Tragic but it's true Tragic but it's true Let my kudzu bloom! Tragic but it's true Tragic but it's true Tragic but it's true You don't want my tune! Stay in your cocoon! Let my kudzu bloom! (I'm too fucking cool) Tragic but it's true I'll stay stuck on the moon Mm I'll stay up on the I'll stay stuck on the I'll stay up on the Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah I'll stay up on the I'll stay stuck on the I'll stay up on the (Marooned!) Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah I'll stay stuck on the I'll stay up on the I'll stay up on the (Marooned!) Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah I'll stay up on the I'll stay stuck on the I'll stay up on the Marooned!
8.
Thistle 02:34
I feel I'm part of, apart from this package A single thread plucked off, yet of His fabric I like to hold myself more than the average Moralist cares to admit he's savage Should I rate myself? I know me most Why should I fake myself? Fuck that, let's toast: Oh, I'm the proudest around I am the king and the queen in the crown And I just castle around I like the shape of my five-foot-eight shadow (Okay, seven) Eye to ankle, bad angles, asymmetrical gold Yeah, my garden's overgrown by thistle, but Even superheroes wipe assholes Should I rate myself? I know me most Why should I fake myself? Fuck that, let's toast! Oh, I'm the proudest around (Fuck it, fuck it!) I am the king and the queen in the crown And I just castle around (All that bullshit!) I know it's impossibly hard To reconcile the goal of going far With staying just who you are But, honey, oh, baby, my darling, you are a star! You don't need to excavate and scar The universe gifted you her conscientious eye Naturally selected to survive and thrive Just be alive! So you're the strongest around You are the ocean-blue sky to the ground And you are what makes me… Like, literally I make you and you make me Cut from the same cloth Little clay monsters With flecks of lightning Consciousness beaming Outta stinkin' simian skin
9.
Bulrush 05:49
Hey, dude, I just wanted to, um— Oh, you probably don't like me calling you dude Um, anyways, whatever I don't fucking care Um, I had fun last night I fuckin' loved fucking you While I had the energy to do so And, um I wish I had you Waking up alongside me 'Cause I fucking woke up Super hard this morning That's my best boner Is in the morning I am not a night fucker; I am a morning fucker Um, and I so wanted to use it on you Um, but, yeah! Honouring the fucking connection we had when we had it Was fucking juicy I loved being inside you And, um, you're a sexy fucking dude You're funny as hell, too You're trippy I fucking love that Such a nice, refreshing Layer So, um Thanks for coming by last night And, uh, good meetin' ya! Come and fuck the falsetto out of me Dark, in the park, in the club, to the beat So high, speed, DNA anonymised Bait all night, better snag one more bite Une bite petite? What do I look like, less than a freak? Tap my feet underneath Stall divider What a wacky way to weigh Your meat No, know I'm vegan but a girl's gotta eat Triple entendre, bone appétit Queen or discreet, rarely repeated Offing rocks, neat At some point I lost it Drive damn departed I was caught up in my head Asunder from the heartbeat And my colander brain was saving Only all the pain, so Now Letting it out Riding it down Opening, out This Body was built to be loved (Built to beloved) Be loved, this Body was built to be loved (Body, my body, my body, my) Body was built to be loved (Built to beloved) Be loved, this Body was built to be loved (Body, my body, my body, my) Ba-ba-ba Ba-ba-ba Ba ba-ba ba Ba-ba ba ba (Body was built to be loved! Built to be!) La-la-loved La-la-la La la-la love La-la la-la-loved Muscle, rip Hit it and lickety-split Never mind the sting Sweaty, keep it thick King of all the kinks Smack a bitch in his ring I'm a chimerical miracle Sphinx I don't fink, I just do Way too cool to sit and brood Not aloof, I'm the centre of gravity Mega romantic in spite of the tragedy Courting calamity, friend of fatality God in this anatomy, but At some point I lost Him Drive damn departed I forgot the envy I had racked up at the party And my colander brain Was saving only all the pain So now Letting it out Writing it down Opening, out This Body was built to be loved (Built to beloved) Be loved, this Body was built to be loved (Body, my body, my body, my) Body was built to be loved (Built to beloved) Be loved, this Body was built to be loved (Body, my body, my body, my) Ba-ba-ba Ba-ba-ba Ba ba-ba ba Ba-ba ba ba (Body was built to be loved! Built to be!) La-la-loved La-la-la La la-la love La-la la-la-loved Ba-ba-ba Ba-ba-ba Ba ba-ba ba Ba-ba ba ba La la loved La-la-la La la la la La-la la-la loved I'm just looking for someone to tie me up Not tie me down now Throwing my weight around Knowing my way around a pounding I'm just looking for someone to tie me up Not tie me down Now throwing my weight around Knowing my way around a pounding so Whip me like I'm bulrush Waggin' at the edge of the pond Whip me like I'm bulrush Waggin' at the edge of the pond Shame is not my business I just want a witness I come first (Body, my body, my body, my) Arrogance earned I dug me out of dirt I carved me out of stone for (You to come on, come on Come on, come on!) Ba-ba-ba Ba-ba-ba Ba ba-ba ba Ba-ba ba-ba (Body was built to be loved! Built to be) La-la-loved La-la-la La la-la love La-la la-la-loved Ba-ba-ba Ba-ba-ba Ba ba-ba ba Ba-ba ba-ba (Body, my body, my body, my) La la love La-la-la La la la la La-la la-la-love (My body was built to be be loved Built to be!) (Be loved This body was built to be loved! Your body was built to be loved
 Built to be loved Be loved Your body was built to be loved!) Tried to cut the body from the whole But body life-force Tried to swim the ocean of my soul But body soft shore Tried to dine on empty mind But body is the main course So let me ride your face Come on, ride my face, get it, babe Tried to cut the body from the whole But body life-force Tried to swim the ocean of my soul But body soft shore Tried to dine on empty mind But body is the main course So let me ride your face Like a first-place racehorse!
10.
Land 05:01
So this is how the story ends Gilded in a sunlit sweat I'm copper, spreadeagled on the bed Severed yet again my friends Well, fuck them! Scooping out my concave chest Yes Yet fattening the pecs, at best Blessed A trooper in a jock, I guess My God is green; I see Him, I confess Bikin', I'm scorchin' my back for the summer When I meet my man, I'll be thicker than butter I don't have a plan but I bluff well enough When I get my own land, I'll be horseback brusque Horseback brusque, I'll be horseback brusque If I ever land, I'll be horseback brusque, no Bareback rough, I'll be bareback tough God is green, I feel him in my sincere selfish love Falcons floating overhead (I'm sweating oceans, man!) 'Gelic psychopomp My death (Such a blessing now!) A letting go, whence I'm led (No hands on handlebars!) God is green; I feel him, I confess (We're in the cornfields!) Bikin', I'm scorchin' my back through the summer Haven't been fucked in a while, netted numbers I don't plan to call but I bluff well enough When I get my own land, I'll be horseback brusque Horseback brusque, I'll be horseback brusque If I ever land, I'll be horseback brusque, no Bareback rough, I'll be bareback tough God is green, I feel him in my sincere selfish love Selfish love (Love, love, love) Selfish love (Love, love, love) Selfish love (Love, love, love) Selfish love Love Love Love Love It's such a wonderful thing To love
11.
Rollerplex 03:58
You wanted a shaver I thought you meant a razor You say What are you gonna shave, your pubes? Long as it's not for the patriarchy, I smile We get high outside Summer kissing my ass goodbye, I I choke smoke, punch back o' my throat Waiting on the curb while you buy a lighter You forgot (while) Miley sang her "Lighter" On the drive over, I Tried to bring my mother, your Head buzz cut All the giggling girls are begging me to fall Metal arms cross, conclave by the wall Take my hand, say, "Don't be so stiff!" Haven't been laughing at all, was Only in my head Only in my head Only in my head At the Ro-Ro-Rollerplex Rolling on and on Rolling on and on Rolling on and on Rolling on and on Rolling on and on And in the car ride to My sister's place You'll say you've missed me But I won't believe you Like, Why don't you call me? So I'm sad and smiling As you take my hand I ask myself why I believe these mean girls I've replaced their hearts With iron gates All in my head Was it all in my head? Don't trust me I don't really trust me, honestly But I'd rather go down having some fun Than never rollerskating at all Only in my head Only in my head Only in my head At the Ro-Ro-Rollerplex Rolling on and on Rolling on and on Rolling on and on Rolling on and on Rolling on and on We are rolling in my head Rolling in my head Rolling in my head At the Ro-Ro-Rollerplex Rolling on and on Rolling on and on Rolling on and on Rolling on and on Rolling on and on And it all Just floats away, yeah Doesn't it, doesn't it All Just roll away? All just floats away Doesn't it, doesn't it All just roll away? Just rolls away Doesn't it, doesn't it All Just roll
12.
πwilight 05:32
You're in my sweat In my veins Feel it rushing through Like a bomb Like a blade Like a bandage, too You're the storm To my sail And the tidal wave Like a hook Hold my hand You're a hand grenade Yeah Yeah Everywhere When I run See 'em run away From the caw From the song From the primal prayer It's a shame What they've done Built upon a tomb Not for me All for you I'll be cutting through Running back to you Running back to you Running back to you Yes, I'm running back to you We all need a witness, darling Particles to observe And maybe the point of this party Is laughing at the circle first You're in my bones In my brain In my RNA Bloodline Chasing time Crossing ages, space is Not enough Not enough You'll be scissoring through and through And so I'm running back to you Running back to you Running back to you Running back to you Yes, I'm running back to you We all need a witness, darling Particles to observe And I can see you in the twilight Thankful for this human thirst We all need a witness, darling So come lend me your eye And maybe by the end of this party I'll stop puzzling why We all need a witness, darling Oh, I'll need a witness, darling We all need a witness, darling

about

"POSITIONS OF SUBMISSION ARE POSITIONS OF POWER."

Roswell Greeniaus' fifth collection of original songs finds him returning to the experimental, futurist edges of his debut, DARKNET (2017).

If The Sabotage Montage (2021) was his exhaustingly exhaustive mind map, each Quadrant a conflicted, colour-coded continent, Posses Yourself! has Greeniaus scrunching the pages of the atlas for papier-mâché.

Through maximalist pop songs whose simple structures comprise a sonic minefield of explosive distortion, swelling wall-of-sound melodies and a madcap spontaneity, Greeniaus searches for a small pearl of inner peace.

Here, variegated flavours are distilled into an acidulous concentrate: Uncomfortable memories are flung into the spotlight and forced to jazz-hands their way to triumphant resolutions ("Aperture"); else the open-ended questions are terraformed into waltzing, gnarled self-mythologies ("Nevers"). His familiar sax-and-synth combo returns, this time joined by pummelling percussion and globe-trotting string sections.

Like the album artwork's peafowl feathers bent into butterfly wings, Greeniaus twists his insular stories of preening self-examination into self-acceptance. With an ingrained reverence for natural cycles and transformations, the album alludes to loss as not an ending but a springboard for growth and fresh outlooks.

While the narration is often retrospective, Greeniaus appears far from nostalgic; the artwork's floral frame accordingly suggests a funerary offering. Evidently, this is the eulogy, electrified.

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About the album, Greeniaus says:

"I've read that SOPHIE once suggested the genre of her music is Advertising.

While there’s much to say about the intersection between commerce, art and authenticity, I've always understood that seemingly-wry remark to be an honest confession.

It seemed to me SOPHIE wanted music—or culture as a whole—to push past the confines of history, of format, of tradition for its own sake. Her work was demonstration: a pure advertisement for the possibilities of sound.

With that spirit, I tried to abandon my sense of practical music, music that could be played on-stage with familiar instruments. I wanted to honour my inner child with a return to playfulness and exploration.

Which textures excite me? Which rhythms make me dance? I was constantly checking in with myself while building this world, sharpening my intuition. Learning how to trust myself after years lived in doubt.

I stopped reaching for perfection. I surrendered to everything I already was.”

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released September 16, 2022

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• roswell greeniaus
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