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MB​-​LP

by Greg McLeod

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teelikesmusic This is not just a fun and interesting idea, it actually holds huge musical value. Favorite track: ISTJ (The Inevitable Letdown).
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1.
I'm taking a few old things And making a whole new thing If you make a million Then they're making billions You better not stop If you can't continue Fuck what you've been through They're taking the house Keep moving forward People are bored of it They just don't know it yet So give them a peek of what they're gonna wanna be next So stay ahead or it's your head Don't make that record again Wait a sec, and it's your neck Go break the record again, moving Up in the rankings Up in the standings Up in the charts Turning the tables Tipping the scales And they're still calling it art? Up in the rankings Up in the standings Up in the tables Up in the charts I'm so damn smart I'm taking a few old things And making a whole new thing Your favourite band from way back Used to love their old tracks Back before they made stacks Now you hate their new wax You're so fake you know that They're still great, you're just mad Feel betrayed they got that Precious taste offended Don't like it, don't listen Don't hate 'cause they're killing Winners aren't the villains They're the real ones who got recognized Look into my eyes and know that I have let you live this time Don't make mistakes twice I'm taking a few old things And making a whole new thing
2.
When did it change? I've always been strange, you know What if it hurts To be brought down to earth too slow? Floating and weightless There's a pebble in my spaceship Rattle around, little earthbound stowaway Can't get it out, can't make it go Away in the distance There's a world that glistens Pretty and round, calling me down Down down down down down down down down Keep on waiting for stars to fall Keep on waiting for nothing at all Should I descend? Do the math in my head, I say no What if I'm wrong Didn't carry the one, what then? Cold and impartial, heart partially frozen Legs hardly even working after all of the floating Too close to the sun, too far from a sky Crushed by the feeling just of being alive On the surface of a body that I'd rather forget It's a jungle, people jumble up cause and effect From the ether all the features sorta start to connect The other factors fall away and you just solve for x I'd rather get complex than do guess and checks I'd rather talk by text than become ill-expressed I'd rather glide and fantasize about what happens next Than drop this ship from here into a lower orbit So before it takes me Round the side I'll say goodbye Tiny pinprick in the sky I know that it's your wish and that, I truly regret But no you really shouldn't hold your breath Keep on waiting for stars to fall Keep on waiting for nothing at all
3.
I can't help it, it's automatic Got an itch and I've gotta scratch it Finger twitch I'm a shot through the static Til I stop on a channel, can you see me landing? Sinking in so dim the lights Gotta grin when it feels this right Drown the wolves that howl out, I might Not have much sleep to lose tonight So choose bright screens over sheep Keep them alive so I won't have to see My face in the dead TV getting lit From below by the laptop glow Twilight zone style, get outta here Finchley I could be rich even that wouldn't fix me Write new songs and I don't sing pitchy But I'm up all night long like Lionel Richie Don't really look at myself in the mirror I just check my hair Smooth my clothes, watch my shows Disappear I can't explain it, it's like a flavour Tip of the tongue tied up to savour Making it up now no eraser Got a smell in my nose that I can't put to paper But I can recreate it, I can make you taste it Spice right, make sure to baste it With a little bit of luck and a pinch of patience I'm amazing when I know where I'm aiming I'm aiming high, but I'm kinda shy So don't ask me why just take a bite Even if it's not your type you will be like "That guy sure knows what he likes," alright I want a whole that's greater Than the sum of all its parts I wanna bare my soul but only Share it through my art I wanna to have control but still Reflect what's in my heart, in here Then disappear
4.
Time goes slow when you spend it alone Always stuck inside, can't go home Your mother cried on the phone She said no no no no no no no I'll stay light and comfortable If you're up all night, you won't be cold With me by your side, I will keep you warm I'll just try to be nice I just try to be nice I just try to be nice Hope it all works out for you What more can I do? What more can I do? You know I'm asking you You know I'm asking you Feel so deep I could say so much But I would settle for your touch Oh I'll give more, Don't give up I say no no no no no no no I'll be back here on the hour Changed the water for your flowers Draw the curtains from the clouds and storms I just try to be nice I just try to be nice I just try to be nice Hope it all works out for you What more can I do? What more can I do? You know I'm asking you You know I'm asking you
5.
Are you coming with me? Come on, come with me You belong here baby It's our song they're playing I can get you in the VIP We go from beer to shots Then shots to vodka shots Vodka to mixed drinks With peach schnapps in 'em That guy's wearing all denim Wonder if I should tell him? He's bleached bangs, sliced lemon I got fangs, but no venom Worst case we tangle, yeah I get mangled But then I got an angle on the lady he wrangled And I think I could snake her out She's all neck, big mouth I move on the floor, reptilian Tell her that she's one of a million Oops, instead of one IN a million Damn, I think she smacked my fillings in Lick my lips, taste of blood Don't I love a girl who can punch Are you coming with me? Come on, come with me You belong here baby It's our song they're playing I can get you in the VIP Midnight to four Four-on-the-floor Floor of the cab Cabbing it home Stab stab stabbing all horny Gab gabbing all morning Dunno what I told her Whatever it would take to get her out tomorrow Do a few of the same places See where the evening takes us Whatever, we can skip the line You're with your friends Yeah my buddies are already inside, well that's fine Let's just show them a good time Time to bring this whole place to life Life's too short to not dance with me I want to feel your hands on me I want to see them thrust in the air Til you drop them with the beat right here Are you coming with me? Come on, come with me You belong here baby It's our song they're playing I can get you in the VIP
6.
Stop zoom in Enhance enhance enhance Check against The plan the plan the plans There might be A chance a chance a chance Slipping through your Hands your hands your hands If I lost the use of my eyes Would the way that I live my life make sense? Obsessing over-stressing over tiny imperfections Even 20/20 vision might miss I've got lists of revisions, a singular focus If nobody ever made it then I came the closest Plugging little leaks that you would never have noticed At once so powerful and so myopic Had a gaze like a laser beam, but no more Now I feel along the walls until I find the door Ranged over strange new continents In the search for an inland sea Scorched by the summer sun and stranded on the banks Of the Murray and the Murrumbidgee Forget appeasing aborigines And everything already achieved Just steps down the path to the next big peak A glimpse to the West of the glint of a creek Spyglass down, my eyes are weak I pass out and I don't eat I need more vitamins, see? Play piano in the hotel lobby If I play well then no one stops me Play piano in the hotel bar Order salmon teriyaki Spend the night out in Roppongi People talk to me like they know me Spend the night out at the Cradle Piano tree, Shiina Takako I can fit in anywhere But I don't fit in anywhere Don't you understand We're big in Japan
7.
If you knew my proper worth You would beg for me baby But it's never your fault I'm so afraid that if I ask you you'll laugh Take out a pencil and correct my math I'll spend all my life chasing a paper love Who won't agree that I could measure up Lately I'm not so sure of Maybe I'm not the worst off Maybe it's worth it Baby I'm worth it I want you to know Looking at an open door You say change for me baby But your loving's so hard When I was younger I would wonder about Beautiful people taking ugly spouses What did they want that they could go without? What did they have that they could make it up? Lately I'm not so sure of Maybe I'm not the worst off Maybe it's worth it Baby I'm worth it I want you to know
8.
You wept As we said our vows the earth bent The church came down like a tent So we went to ground, all around us fell the pillars See Through the maze of beams and debris Took your hand and I pulled you free Down the scree to the land and no one followed Us We escaped with scrapes and deep cuts Lost everyone we loved Used my shirt sleeve to stop your blood Safe Need to head for open space 'Cause there'll be third and second quakes I hold you while you shake Like a nightmare come to life Lost a world but gained a wife You slept Can't fix the mess in your head But I can still make your bed So we went to ground and I found us a couple pillows We Sift through rubble on the old street Sniff for trouble, keep away from tall trees I find you little things you need Us We escaped with scrapes and deep cuts Lost everyone we loved Making angels in the dust
9.
I'm not bad with goodbyes I'm bad with whys That don't get answered Like why did you call me before you cancelled? Why would you choose to use Your roommate's bed? Why the hell'd I trust A single thing that you said? It was all in my head You never shared it And now I'm less mad Than I'm embarassed You should take a chance Sometimes that you're scared of I knew in advance I had it all taken care of, I'm careful Now I'm sleeping in Giving in Making up For the lost time It's the inevitable letdown You tell me you're in Then you pull out again Backups of backups of backups Are getting my back up On my back flailing, failing failsafes I don't feel safe In this dark place alone It's sick and twisted Everything that ever could go wrong Is how I live it Walls in, pitfalls Balls of rock hard granite If they've got it, I thought about it And probably half planned it Two-footed the landing 'Til the landing turned into lava The volcano needs a virgin And I don't have one So I'm sleeping in Giving in Making up For the lost time I'm living it She's giving in 'Stead of giving it Giving it a try It's the inevitable letdown You tell me you're in Then you pull out again
10.
When she went to town All the people around Would just know her and wave She never frowned And her quiet could drown Out the sound of the street She was always an exception Exceptionally bright A collector of affection Shot all through with light And they're looking at you And they can't look away And they're looking at you Wishing they could trade And they're looking at you Thinking everything's great And they're looking at you Can't see your pain so Run from the devil Make your name Show them living is fine Indelicate crime In a delicate age When she's left alone She gets panicked and phones Anyone who will listen She's never sure If the search for the cure Is just one of the symptoms Too quick to say sorry When what she said was right She dreams like Richard Cory On a warm midsummer night And she is looking at you And you can't look away And she's looking at you You know her pain, say Run from the devil Make your name Show them living is fine Indelicate crime In a delicate age
11.
Arms out telling me stay, stay, stay, You gotta take my hand when they run this way We're gonna make our stand and become a chain And if they knock us down then we're on their team, you say Arms out telling me stay, stay, stay, If it's not fun for you we'll change the game You know that no one's won if someone's not playing And if they knock you down we'll get you up again We'll go laughing and backing 'em off Can you picture me sit in your red seat car When we were both little, too young for broken hearts If it was so simple why did I make it hard? We'll go Laughing and backing 'em off We were both too little for driving cars I got a picture of you with a broken heart If it's so simple why do we make it hard? It's just good times, noodle salad And games that we would play in the yard Good times, noodle salad It was so simple why did I make it hard Arms out telling me stay, stay, stay, You gotta take my hand when they run this way We're gonna make our stand and become a chain And if they knock you down we'll get you up again
12.
Calling: "you awake?" The day's gonna come The day's gonna come The day's gonna come Let's do it right for once You can be the Red Bull in my lungs You can be the Red Bull in my lungs You can be the fat tongue on my Dunks You can be the fat tongue on my Dunks You can be the black paint on my T You can be the black paint on my T You can be the best part of me, well You can be the very best part of me The day's gonna come Let's do it right for once Calling: "you awake?" Are you awake? I've gotta know Are you awake? We've gotta go Back to the lake Covered in snow Used to be great It still will be so Calling "you awake?" The day's gonna come Let's do it right for once
13.
Jack wasn't in class, he got suspended again He didn't even do it, it was one of our friends So let's climb up in the suspended ceiling Drop water down on all of their heads Wreck all of the principal's meetings They thought the roof was leaking Because we were so sneaky But then Matthew started sneezing And we jumped down and ran like the wind Like the wind! Spence is so against us doing dangerous stunts One of these days he said I've got to grow up He talks like I've been going off the deep end I just dove in from two stories up So maybe tomorrow, maybe this weekend? But I know what I'm doing It's not something I'm proving I think it's so amusing To get him upset and riled up Rile him up! It's almost morning and I'm knocking on Jonathan's door Bar didn't take my fake ID so I went to the store Drank it in a library bathroom Went up to the Observatoire In the parking lot surrounded by raccoons The stationary traffic They're all killing themselves laughing While I'm yelling and I'm thrashing And tumbling down the mountainside home Let's go home!
14.
Out in the hall of the 2nd Grade for laughing Cause what's-his-name can't do simple subtraction I need action, I'm bored and the blackboard Don't do fractions yet Carpeted floors and the class hadn't split to factions yet They connect their tamagotchis While I'm watching the clock tick Home for lunch, LEGOs and EGGOs Baseplates are frisbees, bust your bottom lip If you diss me, missed me, now you gotta kiss me Pricking myself with tiny ancient humiliations My brain won't shut off, slow down, or take vacations You're connected to the hive, hive mind You're connected to the hive mind You're connected to the hive, hive mind You're connected to the, connected to it all How much work is it worth To keep my sad friends from dying? Are they destined to ditch And I should spare myself crying? Meet the ones that make middle-age And maybe marry, and meantime Hold a meeting for monsters of my kind Sparring partners with the same armour Think fast, see farther Upvote all the on-target answers and banter Keeping up grades, keeping up standards Pick em apart, now picking out patterns Try to explain why I'm quick to anger but you don't understand and that makes me madder That this is a circle jerk This is a circle jerk I'll see you later You're connected to the hive, hive mind You're connected to the hive mind You're connected to the hive, hive mind You're connected to the, connected to it all
15.
I awoke from a dream And then I slipped back in You don't know what I've seen You don't know where I've been But if you concentrate You just might listen in Lost my toes in a dream My teeth and hair fell out Felt my throat, could't scream My body let me down I know I'm gonna break But could you wake me now Met your ghost in a dream I knew your mood would change A kind of clone, you, but mean Snuck in and took your place No one else could tell The difference in your face On a boat in a dream We rowed without a sail Up the coast to a stream Escaping killer whales We were both in tears Just as we crossed the vale
16.
INFP (Halo) 02:26
It was early in the morning When I learned to see your halo Drank too much too fast again Made out by the tracks of the train though You got dirt in your shirt I got sand in my socks There's nothing planned, so hold my hand and We can smile at the stars You know, you usually listen And I usu'lly listen too So staring at the moon Seemed like a natural thing to do Staring at the edge, wondering What's poking through? I could tell you 22 degrees The finer points of moisture But you don't really need the numbers Or the whole equation You can start with a little piece And make a swift extrapolation You're on a 22 grand job Without U.K. exchange rate So you bob along on swells Disappear and reappear The tide inside the shell, I press your voice into my ear The tide inside the shell Ever far and ever near It was early in the morning It was early in the morning When I learned to see your halo Rung around the darkness That was all I used to know You pulled me in the farthest Not to fight, but feel it whole And find control in this catharsis 'Til it tells me where to go Then take a bearing off Polaris And start heading for the goal Take a bearing off Polaris It's the only one I know

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Sixteen live-looped songs written for each Myers-Briggs personality type, from rock to pop to spoken word.

I had the idea to write a set of songs specifically for and about each of the 16 Myers-Briggs Types, so I made everyone I know take a version of the test and discussed their results with them. Once I had around eighty people, several people I knew for each type, I started researching what aspects of music those types responded to most. I matched the types up with multi-instrumental loops I'd written based on their preferences in terms of lyrical style, tempo, and harmonic and rhythmic complexity.

I then wrote lyrics based on things I noticed people of each type had in common: hopes, fears, or attitudes they shared. I did further research in online communities where people of a given type discussed things they enjoyed or struggled with. In some cases, I also tried to mimic their style of expression by using literary techniques and phrases they seemed to use more often than others. I drew further inspiration from specific songs and poems those types cited as favourites.

I sing and play guitar, violin, bass, drums, trombone, and keys; these songs are performed live by recording a loop of an instrument and moving on to the next, then turning the loops on and off while I sing over them. The style varies from sung vocals and rock instrumentation to more spoken, rap-influenced vocals, an eclectic mix similar to Beck, Tune-Yards, or the Streets.

MB-LP, more than most albums, is meant to be eclectic. You probably won't even like your own type's song the best. People tend to find other types more intriguing than their own, since other perspectives can offer insights people of the same type wouldn't have considered. What this record is about-and something I learned repeatedly working on this project-is that people approach life in many different ways. Truly trying to understand how other people see the world can make you more accepting and more equipped to cope with new problems and challenges.

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released January 17, 2015

Written, Performed, and Produced by Greg McLeod.

Special thanks to my family.

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Greg McLeod is a musician from Vancouver, BC. He made some albums. He may make more.

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