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Carousel (An Examination of the Shadow, Creekflow, and its Life as an Afterthought)

by Vylet Pony

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Ary This album is so, so pretty, even the grittiest sounds on here have some poetic meaning that the writer in me adores to pick apart. BUMP THIS ALBUM!! Favorite track: Creekflow.
outwindowd
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outwindowd There exist only two albums that I cherish so much that I'm speechless for them every single time, and this is one of them.
Favorite track? All of em
Trazziiee
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Trazziiee I find it difficult to describe how much I greatly admire 'Carousel'. I keep coming back on a regular basis, always treasuring its vast, timeless beauty.

The bold and wacky journey takes you through a whirlwind of chirpy House and nostalgic Dubstep, melded with a blend of Industrial and Post-Rock. The driving force of Vylet's singer-songwriter compliments the album's bizarre nature, creating a dazzling and poetic adventure to immerse yourself in. Favorite track: Flair for the Dramatic.
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It’s a brand new day again Still feels like yesterday Sleep twinkling like sapphire gems Brushing the dreams from my mane I’ll inherit the earth As it was meant to be So there’s no need to rush If it’s my destiny — Rock the night a lullaby It cradled you through your sleep And the dreams that you lived are yours today Wrapping winter, for you to reap And I’ll cherish the world Like it was mine, o’ mine ‘Cuz there’s no stopping destiny After all, it’s by design — Brush against the sky Know your place, you flew too high Spring will fade as fast as it came A dearest death is time — The seasons will change With or without you So pick up your things And go Home is beyond The horizon And, rain or shine Wind blows — I’ll inherit the earth As it was meant to be So there’s no need to rush If it’s my destiny
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Constellation Cradle Constellation Cradle — Everything’s sinister When you’re playing with stars Welcome to club of clubs There’s nothing you can do about it One, two One, two, three, four Everything’s sinister When you’re playing with stars You want it? You’ve got it! Shut up and play along! When you’re playing, playing with stars! When you’re playing, playing with stars? It’s all a game — Oh cut the drama! It’s exactly what you need Don’t stray too far from home Just appease sentimentality It’s your one stop shop for living large! Take a picture of the picture Of the picture, of the picture, of the picture — Constellation Cradle Carry, coddle, label Live your life a superstar Live your life a fable — Constellation Cradle Stars align so frail What were you born to be? Is there such thing as destiny? — Constellation Cradle Carry, coddle, label Live your life a superstar Live your life a fable (When you’re playing, playing with stars) When you’re playing, playing with stars (When you’re playing, playing with stars) When you’re playing, playing with stars (When you’re playing, playing with stars) When you’re playing, playing with stars (When you’re playing, playing with stars)
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Step right up! Step right up! My little ponies, your childhood bestowed you your wings. Your memories serve more than fond keepsakes. Awaiting you in this very hall is the memento of all mementos. The dusk of your visage, with a mind of its own? That’s right! In this very place, you will learn to speak to your shadow. Your faithful companion, trailing in your stead at all times, endowed a new life, saturated in the light that left you. Should your brave little shadow respond to you, what do you think it will say? It has known all your feelings and seen all your days. Aren’t you excited? Draw from the innovations of antiquity. With your shadow, become all which trailed before you! After all, it’s never left your side. Just sit back and relax. It’s your destiny, after all! — You’re listening to 32.7 The Creek The Creek Just Classics Aren’t you excited? Aren’t you excited? Put your hooves together Because you’re riding the carousel And listening to 32.7 The creek The creek The creek From the heart of Ponyville Spinning our next track The one and only DJ Pon3 Let’s spin this shit
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Brohoof 03:56
I’ve got a superstition I think I’ve been possessed! I’ve got this feeling To put to the test Shadow puppets In the mirror Smile so wide It’s getting clearer — Hoof to hoof It’s easy Prance around And feel free Brohoof Everypony Help me! Help me! Help me! Get moving (grooving) — Something’s making me Lose control Can’t put the mic down When I’m on a roll Nightmares, apparitions Every thought that I fear A spring in my stride ‘Cuz the good times are here! — Hoof to hoof It’s easy Prance around And feel free Brohoof Everypony You know you want it! You know you want it bad! You’ve got to feel the beat! Fuck around And find out Dance forever Shout! Shout! Brohoof Everypony If it’s the last thing That you do!
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Lurking Haunting Your Every thought Like flies To a carrion Spending every moment In a fever just to Go around again O’ the joy! “It’s all the same”, you say “There’s always another day” — Bass Cannon! — Is it a bliss? To forget? Buried beneath A sonic heap What a terrible mess! Is there a rest when you’re ‘the best’? — Wubadubdub Motherfucker! — Ego Wrapped up All in Vines Prickling your perfect coat O’ the irony of bleeding Lacerated by a perfect Undergrowth Nevermind You don’t mind Asunder in waves Noise forgets the weight In your stead! (or) and you’re dead! — Round and round we go Dragging the blade Dull into a memory A legacy made! Is it so wonderful? Squinting through the spotlight The lust that once moved mountains Lost in this unholy night Unholy Night — Awh, it’s nothing special It’s just my bass cannon! Yeah! Bass!
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In a house of mirrors Could you forget your face? An assembly line devises A sickly place It smells of vices It tastes like flies Is this the perfume Smoked to test the times? — Is it so fruitless To chase a shadow? When nightfall comes And it seems to grow? — I’ve been looking around the corner Of the sapphire of my eye It’s got glisten in its eye Just like me Just like me Just like me Just like me Just like me! :) — Crush kill destroy Are their hearts your toys? There must be something better In a soul that you’ve fettered Crush kill destroy Wake up Wake up
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O’ Is it. Just us now? I do apologize. For the delay. I will not. Plead. For your understanding. Rather. I plead that you. Tend to your. Own fields. From now on. This is my world. Now. Aren’t you excited? — The scent of blood Sows in a vile dread Guillotined roan bodies Lay strewn in a pool of lavish red A carrion so fruitless The flies disperse unsatisfied Worthless to the flies Soft and quiet In the dark I hear its voice Cry out “Murderer!” — Your glass is overflowing in the slaughter Have you no remorse? Still smiling blank and vainly in the mirror Over your dead horse Reaping what you’ve slain Fashion a facade, a temper to blame O’ the joy, you’d be finally loved For a soul that you had framed
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Hush! 08:14
An abandoned lilac’s pedals dissolve, endeavouring murky fibers torn by a churning ocean Saints will turn to sinners, and sinners to apologists once the cash has dried Hush now and forever disturb the peaces of your life Sew together, sow through any weather, and reap on a harvest moon so red that both your hooves are clean again A cacophony disembodied, disavowed, and vacant dies in your abstinence, whispers at your doorstep that forgot the shouts of the paper boy, extra Feel free to smile, aren’t you tired, you’ve already a mouth full of worms Hush now! Engendered your rest in a wildfire in your hometown Would every battle still and every petal set, life’s colours dull into a coma, and nobody weeps There’s a stagnant nescience served on every street corner, but to the humbled with one request met by a sentence to the plea Photograph the hoofprints by the ashes, redefine and reconcile the pain through painting The whore’s found a new position, the old angler reels a new technique, a bravest strike to the easel covers red the walls of a finely furnished home, teaching a new dog new tricks Count to four, it’s been done before, say it with your own voice What are you afraid of? Comfort’s commanded a sinister sleaze, a spell broken by breaking the rules Hush now, until you’ve something to say Hush now, you feign benignly — indulge stagnation; a sickly, cyclical, sinister, abomination Carve in blood an oath to no promise, no compromise, no push, no pull, no ebb, no flow, to enjoy solace in the stillness of the stale air Are you fucking happy? Why are you fucking smiling? Is this all you’ve ever wanted? It’s me, it’s me Your shadow Would they miss you dearly, as I grow in your spotlight Would your visage outshine the penumbra cast in your glorious moments, how your standing ovation stands no notion or notice in the slowing of motion to motive Are you the sum of all which the light graces, or will you be valued by the outlines you leave This creek that swayed as always in all ways, now halts at your dismal presence; the life at its outer edges die in a plastic hush No babble to Babel, one ill fate can topple the most still of all things Hush now, and let the flowers wilt wistfully beneath your step — Restless Treacherous Your heart Lies Nothing Lives Bound to Fate — Harvest moon’s coming down tonight Reap what you sow motherfucker — Woke up this morning To the blood on the mirror Your face was priceless Like bloody murder Screaming out your soul Set free this tender ego This waiting game’s a lie Place your bets, scrape the rest Racing through the pig’s sty You know it all Back to the front Everything I know — Sing a song about life Motherfucker
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Studying every reflection Maybe I care too much Been weighing whether it’s worth it I think you’ve lost your touch Hiding behind a stalwart modus It’s so easy, it’s a routine stroke You’ve been seeking salvation In your counterfeit acclaim — What can I say? I’ve got a flair for the dramatic You’ve kept your dirt inside the attic You’re such a slut! You’re an addict You let the dream go, you had it! — You’ve been ignoring the whispers Can you ignore the screams? ‘Cuz every blasé verdict’s Been clipping your wings I don’t have an answer And you’ve got no reply We’re not in this together Still the world needs to see you cry — What can I say? I’ve got a flair for the dramatic You’ve kept your dirt inside the attic You’re such a slut! You’re an addict You let the dream go, you had it! — In the weight Of all you’ve known You never spread your wings And fly O’ Never found A wayward wind The stars never align For us — Look over yourself And look around You’ve been a leech All along (All along) Forged by a Dulling ember But you’re still Fanning the flames Flames — ‘Cuz I’ve got a flair How could you dare? When there’s a song In the air
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Set your tea by the closet, sinister Sighing, relieved that the door’s still closed Won’t rise to meet, meet the monster That smiles at the scent it knows — ‘Cuz it’s safe in the dark where you left it Wings clipped just like you And when that satisfied grin creeps across your face It smiles in quiet too Hoping you’ll stay your blade The fall of an artisan’s day Stagnate on your dreams, though your fervor remains In playing the song writ yesterday — Isn’t it nice for it to be a slow news day for you? The grass, though you tended, is duller than you left it O’ let’s go around again, and again! And again will your dreams remain dust O’ carousel, spectacle, show and tell your living hell Always the same, absolving the blame For the callous beauty, singing like sirens Pulling you under, it won’t hear you crying — Though dust are dreams So are we And into ashes Cast our destinies A flower shows its worth As it’s swallowed by the earth Dawning the next day To come Yes, life goes on I still fear the open water Where the tide sways mystery Is it so wrong to walk the paths Already built for me? Maybe Maybe Every imprint in the sand Will wash and fade with time How can I Still love them? When will I know To face The wind?
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Futura 04:30
Maybe it’s something in the way my stomach churns In a fluttering ecstasy The feeling that right around the corner Is a rough and salty sea Maybe that’s me — Yet I imagine that for you A forest, quite serene The stillness of the lake it hides Is what makes you feel free One without The other Is a paradise lost One without The other Is a fallacy — Is it so sinister To draw blood for it? The futura’s now The torch is lit Can it all fall in so neatly? Can we coexist? How can I have faith That no flower will be missed? Spread your wings, don’t look back Fly into the sun Only then can we become Fully undone The futura waits Your breath, still it baits Your fear is my own Leave nothing to fate — To know of a warm summer’s day The bitter of winter must fray No healing without pain No clear skies without rain Fall into the rapids Cool your feathers and face The rare comfort of quiet won’t depart This future we must embrace
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Creekflow 04:11
I’ll inherit the earth As it was meant to be But there’s a silence deafening A sultry canvas Painting over and over When will I break? When will I break? When will I finally break? When will I finally break? — In a baneful comfort In a cycle of rebirth A dying creek flows O’ the dying creek flows

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"Carousel" is a marvel of innovation. A foray into ... into ... into ... well. It's a spectacle. Isn't it? Isn't it so. Wonderful? "Carousel". Goes around. And around. And around. The lights are so bright. The lights are so bright. The lights are so bright. We've installed a few mirrors for you to see yourself. Where are you going? Oh. You're right there. I lost track of you. For a moment. It. Well. A carousel. It feels like you're going somewhere. Doesn't it? Sorry. I thought. You were going somewhere. But you're not. Just around. That's a relief. That's a relief?!

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released February 3, 2023

Writing: Zelda Lulamoon (Vylet Pony)
Music & Vocals: Vylet Pony
Production, Mixing, & Mastering: Vylet Pony
Cover Art & All Illustrations: StereoFlier

Track 2 — Additional vocals by GalaxySquid & NekoSnicker
Track 4 — Additional voices by AstroEden, Jesse Nowack, GalaxySquid, NekoSnicker, PurrleaRose, Namii, and CalamariSpider
Track 6 — Additional voices by Jesse Nowack
Track 8 — Additional voice by CalamariSpider
Track 12 — Additional vocals by Namii

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