Telefon Tel Aviv: Map Of What Is Effortless, CD
Telefon Tel Aviv: Map Of What Is Effortless, CD
€8.90
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Telefon Tel Aviv
Map Of What Is Effortless

  • CD
  • United States
  • Hefty Records
  • (HEFTY042)
  • 9 Tracks
  • UPC 608401004223
  • EX+ / EX
  • used

tracks

1

When It Happens It Moves All By Itself

3:28
2

I Lied

Vocals
  • Damon Aaron
5:53
3

My Week Beats Your Year

Vocals
  • Lindsay Anderson
Drums
  • Kevin Duneman
4:09
4

Bubble And Spike

Vocals
  • Lindsay Anderson
3:59
5

Map Of What Is Effortless

Guitar
  • Turk Dietrich
5:23
6

Nothing Is Worth Losing That

Vocals
  • Damon Aaron
Guitar
  • Alfredo Nogueira
Flute
  • Wendell Harrison
Drums
  • Kevin Duneman
5:07
7

What It Is Without The Hand That Wields It

6:15
8

What It Was Will Never Again

Vocals
  • Lindsay Anderson
4:16
9

At The Edge Of The World You Will Still Float

Vocals
  • Damon Aaron
Guitar
  • Turk Dietrich
Drums
  • Kevin Duneman
6:45

Credits

Rockers Related
  • Nine Inch Nails
  • Puscifer
Arranged By
  • Joshua Eustis
Conductor
  • Joshua Eustis
Edited By
  • Joshua Eustis
  • Charles Cooper
Guitar
  • Joshua Eustis
  • Charles Cooper
Bass
  • Joshua Eustis
  • Charles Cooper
Electric Piano
  • Joshua Eustis
  • Charles Cooper
Synthesizer
  • Joshua Eustis
Programmed By
  • Joshua Eustis
  • Charles Cooper
Percussion
  • Joshua Eustis
  • Charles Cooper
Handclaps
  • Joshua Eustis
Drums
  • Joshua Eustis
Recorded By
  • Charles Cooper
  • Vahan Baladouni
Featuring
  • Loyola University Chamber Orchestra
Lyrics By
Mastered By
  • Brian Gardner
Producer
  • Telefon Tel Aviv
Written By

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