The First Pillar

by Drew Danburry

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1) Each of the Pillar EPs have a specific theme

2) Although they are comprised of songs that didn't make the album "Becoming Bastian Salazar" they have been compiled to represent a portion of the evolutionary character process in the story being told through aforementioned album.

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released January 13, 2013

Drums on tracks 1-3 by Jesse Nicholas Quebbeman-Turley
Bass on tracks 1, 2 and 4 by Tyler Osmond
Piano on track 3 by Severin Bozung

Additional Production and Engineering on tracks 1-4 by Jay William Henderson
Tracks 2-3 mixed by Michael Greene
All tracks mastered by Carl Saff
Album Art by Drew Danburry

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Drew Danburry Provo, Utah

Drew Danburry is a musician who played over 750 live shows around the world and released records independently from 2004- 2010. He received attention from blogs and websites such as NPR, Stereogum, Daytrotter, Magnet Magazine, Said the Gramophone, and the 405.

In 2011, he opened the Danburry Barber Shop in Provo, Utah and currently works full time as a barber. He still records and releases music.
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Track Name: Preparing for Alaska, Chiasmus or John Steinbeck
Well I used to be a lover up until the day I lost my love,
Now she is gone, scattered upon, a wind whipped dawn.
And I used to be a sailor up until the day that she did drown,
Her body found, debris around, entwined and crowned.

Oh my darling memory, is there any way that you'll return to me?
Cause this fallen man is staring at pine boxes as if they're destiny.

Well I used to be a statesman up until the day I found that I,
Was more inclined, to simple life, and to my wife.
And I used to be a miser up until the day I did surmise,
There was no prize, or joy inclined, by what you buy.

There's more to life than everything you see and a wedding ring won't make a bride to be.
But you can bet the love you give will just come back around as the love you receive.

And I'm sitting here lost everything I've loved,
Oh my darling dear please wait for me above,
And if anyone can share a reason why I should keep living please speak up...
Track Name: Jennifer Connelly, or Fools Mock but they Shall Mourn
We love what we don't know at all, the girl we've barely talked to mocks.
But in our hope and ignorance, I feel like that's where we find bliss.
A surety, a sense of pride.
Where we know what's right.

And as we grow, we grow so tall, our confidence, a waterfall.
A never ending stream of dirt, full of gossip, assumption and hurt.
Because to clean some glass, requires work.
But to do what's easy.

We love what we don't know at all, the girl we've barely talked to mocks.
But in our hope and ignorance, I feel like that's where we find bliss.
Track Name: Jerry Spinelli and Patricia Polacco
I lost my faith, in things I believed in, and I lost my hope, to be found.
Among those who praise, a glorious credence, and patiently wait, for things floating down.

It's brackish and plain, so figure it out yourself, we're all churning limbs in a deep pool.
And I will be made into, whatever you see fit, but how I see myself ain't designed by you.

So lift that weight and set it on shoulders, of all your loved ones and strangers alike.
And boy what a burden, your presence causes, to expect what surrounds you to be how you like.

Spurn all advances and gaslight the ones who care, stay up in that building there's plenty of room.
Keep me locked in quarters, with no chance of breathing in, the fault is all mine, I helped build it too.

(It's) an ironclad folklore, so blighted by barren failure, nevertheless we're swimming with sheep.
(It's) a feckless parade paired with histrionic commentators, a squalid tradition of foppish belief.
And never a thought is taken to leave, cause to fix what we've wronged is embarrassing.
Track Name: Nobody listens to Turtle
I thought you might want to know, that I died three nights ago.
And I may be sitting here right now and you may think I am whole,
But a part of me is now, gone forever.

I thought you might want to know, that I accepted my fate well.
And I may never be quite the same and I may have changed my name,
But you will find me, if you know where to look.

And I know everything will be okay,
And I know things don't always work the way we want,
But maybe it's for the better, maybe it's for the best what else to say.

I thought you might want to know, that this morning I awoke.
Reborn and full refreshed but without a home or nest,
I have adapted, I have grown a little more.

And all those youthful hopes and dreams, ill fitting clothes torn at the seams.
And it doesn't mean I care and it doesn't mean I want,
But I'm not bleeding, for anyone else but me.

And I know everything will be okay.
And I know things don't always work the way we want
But maybe it's for the better, maybe it's for the best what else to say.

I thought you might want to know, that I am not these words I wrote.
Don't you rob me of humanity and treat me how I'm not not,
When I want to be accepted, for who I really am.
Track Name: Preparing for Alaska, Chiasmus or John Steinbeck (reprise)
Well I came across a phrase within a book that struck a chord in me,
The chord of C followed by G with an F in between.
And if you add up all these words they stack up nicely into one big theme,
And that would be, there's no worse death than when hope is extinct.