Cage in Search of a Bird

by Tristan Puig

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a collection of songs written 2013-2015 in two bedrooms in whittier and a storage closet in los angeles

recorded with friends: andrew eastman, micah cortez, derrick cortez, and ryan kozycz feat. nick poppin, alex mouneu and kelsie grissom

also available on spotify:

S E L E C T E D • P R E S S • A N D • A P P E A R A N C E S

Creeper Magg (USA) -
Can You Ear It? (SK) -
Sounds & Books (GER) -

'Portraits' -
'KPOET Cozy Concerts' -
'Del Talko' -
'I Go To Shows in LA' -


released May 27, 2016



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Track Name: Call Dr. Horder
bruises on my forehead and scars on my hand,
i'm in love,
isn't it grand?

when loneliness is your best chance of survival,
why do you still get out of bed?

the world is full of people who want to make you happy
you may be better suited somewhere else
Track Name: Cide Ways
it woke up the devil when we started sleeping on our backs
revolving slowly from our sides

it's not a lack of fondness, it's the departure of pride

i didn't think my absence could be anything but a blessing in disguise

but sometimes the poison that ends someone's life
is in the water on which he relies

so you can try to make the most of it with reverse osmosis
or you can throw all your water away

but when the sun and the moon trade their places,
you may realize you've made a mistake

and a regret is the worst thing to have
but it's an even worse thing to be

it's a sick existence when someone who is being brave
can be wrong simultaneously

but now you've made your bed, you'll have to lie in it
and try to make it through the night

or you can sleep a little longer
if the sheets make you contrite

or you can use the seeds you've planted
to get that feeling you've taken for granted back in your life again

despite misery's persistence,
somewhere in the distance, you'll feel afraid to die
Track Name: The Time of Some
put down the scissors, pick up the pen
another night of red blood on your shirt won't help anyone

even if you feel already ready to go,
you may miss out on helping someone you don't already know

so write to your heart's content
and share it with all your friends
and if it doesn't interest them
then submit to your misery

you've been wanting to say so long for so long
and now you've wasted twenty-five CD-Rs and the time of some

so pick up the scissors, put down the pen
another night of unread ink on paper won't help anyone
Track Name: Dear Congressman
oh, mister congressman, you just don't understand
I need this gun in my hand to protect my family
from this man who wears a sweatshirt
and pants down to his knees
he's not aiming to please in my nice neighborhood by the sea

he might be dangerous
he might endanger us

with fashion like that, it's really anybody's guess

he might be carrying a gun
threatening everyone
he may underestimate the power that he holds in his hand

and there's nothing worse than when someone underestimates
the steel they hold in their hand can control people's fates

dear congressman,
please make sure my neighborhood stays safe

dear congressman,
please make sure this scumbag can't have a gun
Track Name: From A Dog To Its Master
I'm losing my mind
it's alright if you don't throw it, but please don't be so unkind
armed cocked back and ready to throw
you call it a game, but what you don't know is that I don't like it much

I'm losing my appetite
I know that you don't notice when I don't go to sleep at night
walking aimlessly around the backyard
thinking of my past owner who tore me apart
when I was too scared to run away

I'm losing my health
I'm too weak to stand and it's been awhile since you've knelt
I don't need to be force-fed, I just wish you'd recognize
that my bowl never empties and all I ever do is cry
but it seems you're too busy for me

I just wish you'd appreciate me before I'm gone
because you know that dogs don't live for long
Track Name: Trash Treasury
one man's trash was the same man's treasure
before slightly closer inspection

perfection is just sufficiency
from an angle where flaws cannot be seen

a letdown delayed by false prophecies