released April 19, 2017

Recorded at UMBC and Pretty Good Studios, November 2016- January 2017.
Produced by Ananth Batni.

All songs written by Dissonance, piano parts on "You live here," "The Load," and "1995" finessed by Josh Sharo, djembe parts on “<subject>,” “Modern Medicine is killing me,” “And man did heave a mighty sigh,” and “Amphetamine” finessed by Marco Saah
The line "Some are so young; some suffer so much" is quoted from the poem "The Wound Dresser" by Walt Whitman.


Dissonance is:

Ananth Batni- Guitar, Percussion, Acoustic Guitar, Harmonium, Veena, Music Stand, AM, Backing Vocals
Declan Enright- Guitar, Piano, Organ, Harmonium, Ebow, Drum Stool, Twigs, FM, Vocals
Jonas Farah-Bumstead- Vibra-slap, Twigs, Backing Vocals, Bass
Charles Scheider- Drums



A great deal of thanks is owed to:

Strings:
Michael Bradshaw-Cello
Jessica DeTello-Viola
Ryan Edwards-Cello
Molly Schneider- Violin

String parts on "<subject>," "Wake up," "Barrier," "Modern Medicine is killing me," "And man did heave a mighty sigh," "Violet," "The Load," "1995," "Room," and "The Surface" were arranged by Ananth Batni.

Horns:
Luis Orta- Tenor Saxophone
Daniel Sharpe- Baritone Saxophone
Nick Spears- Trumpet
Daniel Sperlein- Trombone

Horn parts on "The Surface" were arranged by Aeryn Goldstein.

Rachel Kline- Backing vocals on "Barrier," "Modern Medicine is killing me," "Through the Glass," “The Load,” "But now I must go," and "The Surface."

Marco Saah- Djembe on "<subject>," "Modern Medicine is killing me," "And man did heave a mighty sigh," and "Amphetamine."

Josh Sharo- Piano on "You live here," "The Load," and "1995."

Jonathan Sotelo- Bells on “The Load.”

Gang Vocals on “Song with Words,” “And man did heave a mighty sigh,” and “The Load” were done by Walter Commins, Declan Enright, Jonas Farah-Bumstead, Aeryn Goldstein, and Luis Orta.

All samples were located and curated by Declan Enright. Most of them are field recordings taken on his phone to ensure the worst audio quality conceivably possible.

Cover and bandcamp design by Mike Radack.

Any semblance between characters portrayed herein and actual persons/beings/presences, living or dead, is purely coincidental and a testament to just how self-corrosive the human brain can be when left to its own devices.