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Fear & Trembling

by Daniel Pimentel

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1.
Wonder 03:10
the rumors say that the prophets are all dead and their sacred poems wasted on a sorry generation how dull are the songs of men! have we traded every ounce of romance for lamentation? I want to run into that secret night I want to wander like an outlaw underneath the desert stars I’ll lay a proper map across the dirt and find my way through the thick of this wild earth beauty unmeasured revive my youthly vigor treasure undiscovered restore my childlike wonder it takes a toll on a heart to believe to set sail into the void across those mystic seas only the brazen will find their way but God knows only the meek and the hungry stay untouched this flower adorned in splendid color your courts encountered and all questions left unanswered
2.
Isolation 02:02
all my college friends are getting married now where has all the time gone? It’s funny how it falls through your hands like sand and you go white knuckled trying to grasp the last few grains before it all just slips away my parents have a television without any channels so I play chopsticks on the family piano well I can play the guitar just a little bit better than this but I always kind of thought it was an unimpressive instrument I wanna go somewhere where nobody knows my name all my little sisters are drawing dark pencil marks on their eyes and barely old enough to drive well I don’t mind a little trouble in this world but why is it so difficult for little girls?
3.
Babel 03:12
I wanna draw a line fall off then get back up and walk it pull for the working class just like Johnny Cash I wanna sell my pain like candy corn to the masses scream it from the grave like Kurt Cobain in the ashes I want the passion of a bluesman who just found religion kinda like Son House but with a little more recognition I wanna write a catchy chorus that compels my generation to overthrow the abomination of desolation I’ll keep pushing it ‘til I can get my kicks shedding all my young skin out here stacking up these bricks I founded the City of God well maybe that makes me a god me and the boys just reminiscin’ ‘bout the younger days I was floating the lazy river when I heard a wicked whisper now I’m haunted by visions of a watery grave was this a premonition? or is it all contingent on my presupposition death is just a superstition? the ground is just illusion from atop of this protrusion wiping the sweat up off my crown as the clay burns brick by brick drip by drip I’ll keep pushing it ‘til I can get my kicks spending all my life, my love, my lord, I’m dying
4.
I am so messed up I can’t help myself I can’t picture her with nobody else the wind comes and it goes but where to no one knows can you feel the change in pressure? rain falls and floods rise like clockwork every time along the bottom of the dry beds of the desert don’t you act so surprised when I get a little jealous sometimes it was always gonna be that kind of ride until the river runs dry and oh baby when the river runs dry I don’t wanna live that kind of life she is so pristine she can’t help herself I might put her up on the highest shelf when those floodgates open then you’ll know it’s in motion well that’s just a drop in the ocean of all of my sweet devotion the mountain is piling higher with the longing that I’ve acquired I use it to feed this fire that burns with a sweet desire baby you can put your faith in me you know that I can’t fake it when I feel that excitation that sweet sensation
5.
lately I’ve been thinking about love and how it never fails how it always manifests itself in death it’s the only way it lives in us all our pretty feelings added up couldn’t take the place of it and all the world’s religions at their best couldn’t cool the fires of hell like this lately I’ve been dreaming of someone but I won’t say her name out loud with a fit of fear and trembling I’ve prayed to God a thousand times that He would find it fitting to provide me with the capacity to welcome such a loaded force as love into this volatile heart of mine
6.
Ghost Story 04:59
there’s a snake in the garden and a scratch on the glass pressed against a wedding photograph by my side of the bed there’s a worm in the branches and an itch on my tongue the pomegranate juice on our lips dried like blood has the shame unravels us to curse each other in the passion of our drunkenness pray for me Saint Francis I’m a terrible mess could God ever make an instrument of peace out of this? I need her by my side come a little bit closer girl my voice just doesn’t carry like it used to put your hand in mine move a little bit slower darling my feet don’t quite keep rhythm like they used to bless me virgin mother by the fruit of thy womb I’ve always been a Protestant but could you pray for me too? I want to believe again oh I want to fight and maybe I can swallow my doubts with the wafer and wine I’m a ghost and this fortress is my home it’s all I’ve ever had it’s all I’ve ever known I’m a ghost-- I’m a spirit in the air my flesh and bones have begun to disappear I’m a ghost! On a crisp October night I’ll give the babies a fright I’ll haunt them with a song until the morning comes (we are but ash and dust to dust we shall return) I’m a ghost! a wisp is all I am or the finest grain of sand or a ray that hits the moon and fades away into the vastness of space
7.
mothers tell your sons to never give up fathers tell your daughters to hold on tight for dear life it’s cold outside I cannot hold much longer maybe they were right I was a fool to try and the turbulence keeps pulling me under I’m so naïve sometimes with these dreams of mine doctors and philosophers are we all alright inside? preachers and rabbis, you holy men of God is there hope for us or not? when I was a boy I was hopeless with an irrational fear of the darkness as soon as the house grew quiet all of my nightmares came alive I’d hear a scratch on the window I’d see a sinister shadow and only the tick tock of the clock could make the panic subside well I’m older and wiser now all my childish fears have been hollowed out but those monsters in the closet I would later grow fond of ‘cause all of these vivid maleficent images testified to something limitless then it was innocent bliss to ponder the infinite now it’s just---
8.
Sustenance 04:05
I was lost but now I’m found where the milk and honey drips down I was dead but now I’m alive like a soft sunrise I climbed to higher ground I saw my city in an dirty green cloud it takes time to purify our precious skies I still get nervous when you’re next to me I wear my heart and my soul on my sleeve and I want to tame that wild look in your eyes ‘cause it won’t sit still and it won’t subside my friends are all on drugs or maybe they are all the sober ones oh God, am I just like my old man? is it too late to make amends? in a perfect world where everything is whole you won’t find any beauty complexity or soul I’ll marvel at the refuse in the undertow knowing that it someday will be hallowed ‘cause sticks and stones are all I’ve ever known and I found God on the most treacherous road I’ve had my fill in famine I’ve found shelter in the snow I’ve come a long way I think it’s safe to say your love is not a drug it’s not like those other ones your love is not a drug it’s my sustenance
9.
Phenomenal 02:59
all creation is separation! step back and stand in awe holding back sweat laboring to rest in the paradox good old belief can’t hold a candle to life offered up in smoke and I might just push the tempo all the way to Mexico vanity of vanities! my hands are shaking, send relief well I carved a graven image and it looks suspiciously like me I’ve been tilling through the ashes just to cultivate a little hope and I don’t know but I’ve been told that these sad songs are getting old (though the present is in shadow I’ve seen the future and it’s phenomenal) what does it mean to be human? so tethered to this world but longing for another... what are the terms and conditions? can I catch a little break for my dear mother? will I ever learn the impact of my old Alero’s fleeting life on the melting ice caps? I don’t really know, but it’s alright I will follow if I can but I feel older than I am and if I die before my time I pray that the headlines read it was a firefight! (what a beautiful world what a fine and precious life what a good, good God the potential is phenomenal!)
10.
half-mast stripes and stars above the vessel in the shipyard my portion ‘tis of thee baptized in the shining sea I fear I must confess suspended above the precipice that I cannot deny this callous impulse to survive storm the temple courts casting idols on the cobbled floors dear God does this feel sweet dancing in the den of thieves I fear I must confess plunging into the precipice headlong and forthright as it all goes black before my eyes that I found rest in sacrifice is it typical that my body has not gone cold? is my logic sound are my feet anchored to the ground is it possible that each new breath is just an echo of the victory that emancipated me? is it typical that this love of mine has not gone cold? it takes its hold, compelling every nerve to realign is it possible that what draws us close is only borrowed from on high as the ever burning light between you and I?

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released September 22, 2021

all songs written and recorded by Daniel Pimentel © 2021
recorded in Tegucigalpa, Honduras

bass, guitar, piano, vocals: Daniel Pimentel
drums: Josue Sánchez
keys on track 6: Alec Pacheco
additional vocals on track 6: Marcela Cuéllar
saxophone on track 10: Ricardo Vermont
trumpet on track 10: Josue Sánchez
upright bass on track 10: Amoz Stotesbery
speaking voice on track 2 & 10: Mike Czach
speaking voice on track 7 & 8: Moriya Nelson

engineered and co-produced by Alec Pacheco
mixing and mastering by John Catlin
album art by David Pimentel
special thanks to Alexis Sagastume

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Daniel Pimentel Salt Lake City, Utah

Daniel Pimentel combines the timeless storytelling of American folk with the sonic bite of indie rock. His strength lies in instinctively honest poeticism; deployed by hauntingly desperate vocals over a tasteful waltz of dynamic instrumentals.

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