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can opener's notebook: fish whisperer

by Vylet Pony

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kingaidey
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kingaidey an album that came out at the perfect time for me. yak song and telephone were there for me in the turmoil and the hippogriff festival and fish whisperer are here for me in the peace. forever in love with this music Favorite track: the hippogriff festival.
Ary
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Ary Canni’s story is one that’s managed to help me with my own, something I haven’t been able to say about an album since Nurture. I love this album to BITS <33 Favorite track: for the love of music (ft. astroeden).
v8loss
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v8loss The album to introduced me to Vylet's music, not so long after joining the fandom, and I'm so glad it did. Favorite track: the hippogriff festival.
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1.
Let’s take it from top Keep your chin up! You’ll never be good enough Till I see what I want — Every move I make is scrutinized And when I sleep I feel their eyes on me Spare no comfort for the comfortable I think I wanna piss you off — You won’t like it when I raise my voice (So won’t you dance for me?) You owe me all I want (It’s not a fallacy!) Do it the way I say (I’m just trying to help) Cuz you’re not a real musician To me — Step in time To my voice You’ll be made into a proper Artist — Does it make you mad when I sound like this? I get to make the puzzle pieces Shut your stupid fucking mouth Let me do the talking I’m too tired to hear you out — You won’t like it when I raise my voice (So won’t you dance for me?) You owe me all I want (It’s not a fallacy!) Do it the way I say (I’m just trying to help) Cuz you’re not a— — Why can’t I do the things that I wanna do? Is it not enough to create? What gives you the right to shut me down like that? (“Cuz you’re not a real musician”) No dusty books could tell me otherwise Should every song sell its soul to the cavilers? Am I not enough? I’ve been trying so hard (“Cuz you’re not a real musician”) To me
2.
Angelfish You’re such a bitch You smile and wave Till you dig yourself a 6 foot ditch Oh Angelfish Won’t you make a wish, my dear There’s a shooting star out tonight And I just can’t wait to get away from here — And I don’t know what I’m doing What I’m doing here Can’t light a fire in the cold anymore Thought I’d be more shaken by my greatest fear — Angelfish You’re such a bitch You smile and wave Till you dig yourself a 6 foot ditch Oh Angelfish Won’t you make a wish, my dear There’s a shooting star out tonight And I just can’t wait to get away from here — All I feel is the numbness Maybe they’ve been right all along Is it my greatest failure? That I could write a better song?
3.
telephone 02:55
I feel so stupid I feel so dumb I feel so stupid I feel so… I feel so stupid I feel so dumb I feel so stupid I feel so… I feel so stupid I feel so dumb I feel so stupid I feel so… — I think my heart is a weapon Yeah my mind’s pulling all of the strings But did you hear what she said? All of those terrible things? Did you hear what she said, she said? Couldn’t stand to hear anymore I just know that it’s all about me Hurry your cries right off the shore — Have I been losing my touch? Is it the way that I talk? Can’t remember What I did Wish that you could tell me But I don’t really wanna know Telephone, telephone wires Have we been breaking up? I feel so fucking stupid I feel so fucking dumb — Tear up the invitation Stifle this baited breath Longing for some indifference So grows this loneliness Telephone, pass it down You know it’s hopeless Sticks and stones are broken Still fighting the currents — Have I been losing my touch? Is it the way that I talk? Can’t remember What I did Wish that you could tell me But I don’t really wanna know Telephone, telephone wires Have we been breaking up? I feel so fucking stupid I feel so fucking dumb
4.
Concealed behind impressions An ego that you define Stifling an ecstasy Lay cloven prints in time You are who you say you are Each stroke is yours to mark Cascading thoughts, ambitions Chasing down that spark — I’ll never tell their stories I’ll never let them define me — I’ll never sing that song Like my father before me Sink that hook Looking up when it’s storming Stomp it out When I’m tired of everything I don’t wanna see the Spring Are you even listening? Don’t wanna live on a faith Anymore Bury the pastor’s keys Breaking down cathedral doors I’m still the Yak they raised But now I’m the devil that they’ll face — Write them down, these hopes and dreams You’re more than just a sum Abandon all the pages In a never ending story The past does not define you You define it so Ink the chapter in your name Upheld by the page before — Shut the fuck up Until I’m done, speaking Lay it on the line When you’re done reaching Yak song Yak song I’ll sing it My own way Yak song Yak song Tear down every Portrait I’m still bleeding I’m still bleeding Out – They’ve been ignoring Every word I speak Each sentence Torn by fibers They think that I’m a freak When will this nightmare end? I’ll stomp it out ‘till nothing’s left When can I hear my voice? Your tears nourish the riverbed These tears you’ll shed This blood you’ve bled Will save your soul When all is done and said — I’ll never sing that song Like my father before me Sink that hook Looking up when it’s storming Stomp it out When I’m tired of everything I don’t wanna see the Spring Are you even listening? Don’t wanna live on a faith Anymore Bury the pastor’s keys Breaking down cathedral doors I’m still the Yak they raised But now I’m the devil that they’ll face I’ll never sing that song Like my father before me Sink that hook Looking up when it’s storming Stomp it out When I’m tired of everything I don’t wanna see the Spring Are you even listening? Don’t wanna live on a faith Anymore Bury the pastor’s keys Breaking down cathedral doors I’m still the Yak they raised But now I’m the devil Now I’m the devil Now I’m Now i’m the devil that they’ll face
5.
The frailty of the storyteller Lies not in design When every word is perfect In your collapse, you wonder “why?” I’ve still got something to teach you Nothing more, nothing less The destination is the journey Still the landing you profess — These waves will nurse your complexion While the wind still blows you down Eastward sailing, know the waters more than anyone When the sirens tear down your voice Cool mists against your rosy cheeks And the song you write should carry you home — Beyond a highland, stray with melody A harbinger, this ocean silver “I, am the one,” He declares A song can shift the sands of time A desert of life’s bequest The stitches your heart still bears Each story weaves a hope — The weight of The artist Falls down Like an angel Dance Against the storm You can be Something holy — Don’t anybody stand in my way Learn to scream and shout Look at yourself Look at yourself Look at yourself — It’s gonna be okay You’re meant for more than you know Words trapped behind your mouth Find you’ll know them on their page I’ve still got something to teach you Your life is all you’ve got to make good You’ll know when the time comes The music reaps the fruit of your soul You’ll know when the time comes
6.
typewriter 04:40
It’s not magic So don’t be afraid It’s between your heart And the words on the page Each letter stamped Is a stone not unturned In this diary of your soul — Anxious of the sight Of your thoughts realized Faltering still, couldn’t know it until You stoke the candlelight — It’s okay to talk, be free These feelings are ordinary Yeah, you’ll come to cherish singing When you’re caged like a canary Typewriter Won’t you find me solace? Is it so simple? To fix a broken promise? — Dash across the water Thinking what could’ve been Swept up by The undertow again, and again, and again — Captivated fascination Etched against the paradigm Now my flickering shadows study into reflections Steady intent behind those eyes Follow down the light you make Your new self pales your mistakes — It’s okay to talk, be free These feelings are ordinary Yeah, you’ll come to cherish singing When you’re caged like a canary — When will I know myself – Typewriter Won’t you find me solace? Is it so simple? To fix a broken promise?
7.
intertwined 01:45
Never known such a comfortable Quiet as this Just wanna see you smile Again Those stormy eyes That heal this drought Been a while since I felt rain Like this I just can’t contain it all I’m dancing with you in a bed of stars I wanna live all my days wrapped all in your arms And see those beautiful eyes & be all intertwined I just can’t contain it all Entranced in effortless, tangling stardust I wanna live all my days picking petals beside you Explore this beautiful world, there’s so much to do — [Can Opener’s POV] Wait by down the water Stare into the murky blue I can still remember Remember you When will it be my chance? Can you hear me?
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9.
This is it I’m coming with my heart wide open Take a breath Been passing life with a lot of hoping Taking my steps oh so carefully I don’t belong here, in all this festivity But I can’t help but pass a glance Staking a claim to a one in a million chance — At the hippogriff festival Colourful flags and fanfares At the hippogriff festival Smiling faces everywhere At the hippogriff festival Floating lanterns and lights At the hippogriff festival So many beautiful sights — And even when you’re drowning You can still hear the song above the sea You can reach it if you try — At the hippogriff festival
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11.
good grief! 04:10
There’s something in the air That I didn’t taste before To cherish the splashing water Before I make it out to shore The wind is roaring through my hair Am I going too fast? It’s alright Don’t care if I have to crash — Good grief! It’s good to feel alive And I’m smiling wide And I know I’m gonna be alright La la la, la la Good grief! The world never seemed so bright It’s like the spark in the newborn’s eyes Wonder turns to wise — The most profound of all your wishes A momentary glee Contentment day to day is found In ordinary memories Every little thing is everything Life’s a mosaic condition Happiness in songs and laughter Now you’re a real musician — Good grief! It’s good to feel alive And I’m smiling wide And I know I’m gonna be alright La la la, la la Good grief! The world never seemed so bright It’s like the spark in the newborn’s eyes Wonder turns to wise Good grief! Good grief! Good grief! Good grief!
12.
Comfort in sleep In a library of dreams You can go anywhere Steady as a stream In a hypnagogic, dreamlike tonic I can chart the destination A whisper sweet symphonic A harmonious visitation — Can Opener: “The noise conjured by my mind finds a vessel in you Have you welcomed it yourself, or are you something more?” Rainbow Koi: “I’m a herald, of sorts. The aura that surrounds you is what drew me. It’s more than music and magic You are a mystic” — Surrender unto divination The universe you find your place in Interweaves and intertwines Throughout imagination Sing a song in fascination There’s grace in every mistake Between the pen and the sword are the echoes of The hymn that guides you homeward Venturing what seems a lifetife Just to yearn for a home to go back to Isn’t it wonderful to believe again In the fairytales that raised you? — In the mayflower notebook Unwavering your thoughts become
13.
When the tides swallow shore Find you can scale the mountain When you’re overboard, swimming with the fishes Find you can listen I’ve been hearing whispers Destiny is something of A carousel Oh lord I’ve been wading my waking and waiting on my dreams When you’ve been whispering back To your fate Now you know What it’s like To mark uncharted waters And declare To the world That you were the one To settle the score This art is your own Think no more of the encore So farewell To the cynic’s delight One, two, three!
14.
Obviously, it’s not going to work the same, because it’s broken — Placing the cornerstones Might be that you don’t get to watch it grow Still the shelter that you made Will foster you from the cold that kept you awake Every weave, and every thread By candlelight, the stroke of a pen Like every thought and every dream There’s a place for everything — In a diary of audile ardency Blooming in waves and shimmers Sailing against the currents that tore you down And they’ll tear you down again Still the sea foam splashes on your smiling face There’s a magic that only you can tell All your greatest art should satisfy Nobody but yourself — Every weave, and every thread By candlelight, the stroke of a pen Like every thought and every dream There’s a place for everything
15.
kayak 00:58
16.
There can be no rhyme or reason If you don’t have little heart Nopony’s gonna stop us, it’s our biggest dream Till the end from the start Been wasting my days in a pointless afterthought When I could start a new chapter Maybe life’s too short to be a cynic for everything The doldrums vanish with laughter — Burning up in all the pessimism My life is my own and I’ll live it out — For the love of music And all the little hugs Everything can be alright When you cherish the lightning bugs For the love of music Let your voice burst out in song Don’t give hate a second chance Cuz you can make a difference in life When you sing and dance — Sometimes it’s hard to see it Until it’s in your view Easy to forget the warmth of spring When winter comes for you Look alive, wipe yourself off The scars aren’t a reason to sorrow Every mark you bear forges rarity You’re like nobody else — Burning up in all the pessimism My life is my own and I’ll live it out — For the love of music And all the little hugs Everything can be alright When you cherish the lightning bugs For the love of music Let your voice burst out in song Don’t give hate a second chance Cuz you can make a difference in life When you sing and dance — I’m recording this at 2am I think my neighbours hate me

about

“can opener’s notebook: fish whisperer” is a concept album about a neurodivergent unicorn named can opener (canni).

once an overachieving marine biologist, the ocean-fixated canni leaves home to pursue their lifelong dream of being a musician, in a quiet cabin on the yakyakistan coast. their fixation on using electronics and broken instruments to create music, while simultaneously becoming detached from their skills as a scientist, earns the disapproval of their parents.

canni finds work as a marine biologist and angler in yakyakistan, quickly becoming invested in improving the fishing industry in the country. however, this work begins to take precedence over canni’s desire to create music, leaving them burnt out and depressed.

can opener falls into an isolated and sensitive state of mind, rarely leaving their home and becoming self conscious of their fixations and interests outside of their profession. this spiraling anxiety causes them to become speculative about the opinions other yaks have about them. this only causes them to further isolate themselves, becoming evem lonelier.

they reach out to their ex-girlfriend, vylet lulamoon, who advises them to journal their abstract thoughts in a physical way (such as on a typerwiter). through this, canni learns of a strange magic they possess which emanates from them at their most contemplative and spaced out moments. the magic appears in the form of little golden fish that swim around their horn, causing the unicorn’s mane to become weightless, as if floating under the sea.

one fateful day, their friend yona encourages them to attend the annual hippogriff cultural festival, an event that is held to celebrate the friendship of yaks and hippogriffs.

reluctantly, can opener agrees to go.



“fish whisperer” is about overcoming art block, being transparent about yourself, and learning to find love in every corner of life; becoming saturated in the things you love to do and see. throughout their journey, canni explores their spectral magic, reconnects with the ones they love, and follows the call of a mysterious rainbow fish.

credits

released February 22, 2022

All music and vocals are by me except:

Track 2 — Additional vocals by Namii
Track 4 — Additional vocals by NekoSnicker, GalaxySquid & Namii
Track 14 — Additional production by GalaxySquid
Track 16 — Additional writing, production, & backing vocals by AstroEden

Album produced, mixed, and mastered by me
All illustrations, including the album cover, by AstroEden

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