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"GOOD"

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1.
"Good" 01:17
Would ​you ​like ​to ​be ​amazing? ​Like ​you ​could ​take ​up ​the ​whole ​sky ​and ​cast ​a ​rainbow across ​the ​air ​with ​your ​hands! ​And ​you ​can’t ​keep ​up ​with ​just ​how ​overwhelmingly ​awesome it ​would ​be ​to ​feel ​so ​fancy-free, ​unashamedly... ​and ​but ​unexpectedly... Would ​you ​also ​want ​to ​be ​awful? ​Festering ​in ​a ​pit ​of ​despair, ​just ​fantasizing ​about ​getting terminally ​ill ​so ​you ​don’t ​have ​to ​deal ​with ​the ​shame ​of ​taking ​your ​own ​life? ​Hey, ​at ​least you’ll ​die ​with ​dignity! Okay...well ​wouldn’t ​you ​rather ​be ​somewhere ​in ​between? Well ​if ​you’re ​asking ​me; I ​don’t ​want ​to ​be ​amazing, ​and ​I ​don’t ​want ​to ​be ​awful. ​I ​don’t ​want ​to ​be ​awesome, ​no, ​nor do ​I ​want ​to ​be ​dismal. No, ​I ​just ​want ​to ​be, ​I ​really ​want ​to ​be, ​please ​just ​let ​me ​be “Good”.
2.
A ​garage ​sale ​for ​the ​deceased? ​Yes ​it’s ​a ​thing! ​I ​went ​to ​one ​with ​my ​cousin ​Dake. ​You ​go inside ​the ​home ​of ​someone ​who ​died ​recently ​to ​buy ​their ​things. ​Maybe ​the ​family ​wants ​to rid ​their ​memories, ​or ​maybe ​it’s ​to ​cover ​funeral ​costs? ​Well, ​there ​I ​was ​inside ​this ​house, just ​rummaging ​through ​random ​crap. ​A ​couple ​of ​things ​I ​found ​include ​a ​wig, ​and ​a ​painting of ​a ​dog ​that ​smokes ​a ​cigarette. ​But ​in ​the ​kitchen, ​see ​that’s ​where ​this ​thing ​I ​found ​was that ​I ​want ​to ​tell ​you ​about. What ​first ​looked ​not ​like ​anything ​soon ​revealed ​themselves ​behind ​the ​tuna ​tins. ​Had ​I ​just found ​a ​cupboard ​of ​funnythings?? And ​so ​I ​called ​out ​to ​Dake, ​“You ​gotta ​see ​this!”. ​He ​came ​in ​all ​eager-faced. “What ​if ​you ​suddenly ​thought ​of ​everything ​that’s ​made ​you ​laugh, ​but ​all ​at ​once?” He ​looked ​at ​me ​much ​like ​you ​would ​if ​someone ​told ​you ​something ​just ​as ​cooked ​as ​that. He ​said ​“yeah, ​I ​think ​it’s ​time ​for ​us ​to ​go ​now. ​Grab ​your ​things.” “Oh ​no ​we’re ​not! ​We ​are ​not ​leaving ​here ​until ​you ​try ​this ​‘Cupboard ​of ​Funnythings’” “Is ​that ​what ​we’re ​calling ​it ​now?” “Yes. ​That ​is ​the ​official ​name ​that ​I’m ​giving ​it. ​So, ​when ​the ​cupboard’s ​open ​wide, ​then ​I guess ​all ​the ​funnythings ​inside ​escape ​and ​nest ​behind ​your ​eyes. ​Does ​that ​sound ​nice?” Dake ​opened ​it, ​then ​looked ​at ​me, ​then ​began ​to ​laugh maniacally! I ​held ​his ​face ​and ​said “You ​see? ​Funnythings!!” We ​sat ​there ​for ​most ​of ​the ​day ​taking ​turns, ​laughing ​away.... ​You ​know ​I’d ​laugh ​so ​hard ​I thought ​that ​I ​would ​crack ​in ​half ​and ​split ​my ​sides. ​I ​took ​a ​breath ​and ​looked ​over ​at ​Dake, and ​he ​was ​in ​a ​similar ​state. ​But ​it ​got ​hard ​to ​wait ​my ​turn ​in ​line. ​Dake ​was ​taking ​too ​much time ​and ​so ​we ​squabbled ​over ​who’s ​go ​it ​was. ​I ​said ​“You ​can’t ​be ​serious! ​Get ​out ​the ​way” ​I shoved ​him ​& ​as ​I ​did, ​Dake ​completely ​lost ​his ​shit. ​He ​snatched ​the ​door ​and ​accidentally coughed ​and ​the ​cupboard ​door ​just ​broke ​clean ​off. ​Our ​bodies ​shook ​from ​toe ​to ​top. ​Would it ​re-attach? ​No, ​it ​would ​not! ​And ​the ​funnythings? ​They ​wouldn’t ​stop.... *musical ​representation ​of ​incessant, ​relentless ​funny ​thoughts* And ​so ​we ​scrambled ​out ​of ​there. ​We ​left ​the ​house ​and ​ran ​away ​into ​a ​lane. ​We ​hopped some ​fences, ​tried ​to ​get ​back ​to ​my ​house ​as ​fast ​as ​we ​could ​go. ​The ​whole ​time, ​we ​were screaming, ​laughing, ​howling ​so ​damn ​much ​that ​I ​think ​I ​broke ​a ​rib. ​My ​neighbour ​was ​in ​his front ​yard ​hosing ​his ​driveway ​when ​he ​saw ​us ​running ​in. ​He ​said ​“Hey ​boys, ​you ​seem excited! ​Tell ​me, ​what ​you ​doing? ​Where ​you ​been?” ​We ​gasped ​and ​tried ​to ​say ​that ​we ​were at ​the ​garage ​sale ​up ​on ​the ​other ​side ​of ​town. ​He ​said ​“Oh ​I ​heard ​the ​guy ​that ​lived ​there died. ​They ​found ​him ​with ​his ​throat ​all ​dried ​curled ​up ​at ​his ​cupboard ​I... ​I ​think ​that’s ​right.” Will ​we ​die ​of ​funnythings? Will ​someone ​cease ​the ​funnythings? Endless, ​constant ​funnythings.... Funnythings.
3.
If there's a hole in your heart, stop digging You've got a scab on your soul? Quit picking. It's as easy as that, and if you're feeling offtrack, just get back ontrack again. Look, you're a quite decent human being. There's just so much that you are not seeing. It's not hard to get, but you get so upset that your walls go up again. And this conversation is over This conversation is done This conversation is over They're just emotions, they are not dictum So enough with playing the goddamn victim And despite your own view, hate to break it to you But your feelings aren't correct. At one point you were an okay person Why did you let your condition worsen? And blame it on those that were there for you most When you were at your lowest of your lows? And this conversation is over This conversation is dumb This conversation is over I never figured it to be the right kind of crazy Can never tell when its depressed or when it's just lazy I never feel like it's a thing that can be easily adjusted. Can I trust it to ignite me but not burn me to the ground? I often wonder how much of it is even worth sharing. It's hard to gauge if it's invasive or if it's caring And a decision such as that cannot be simply taken back, it's a thought, just a fleeting scrap. Keep it quiet, and keep it down. SIck of having these thoughts? Just stop 'em! It's hard to tell what the hell's your problem. There's a million or 2 people worse off than you and they seem to manage fine. You should stop searching down dead end hallways. ....wait, am I lecturing myself, just like always? THIS CONVERSATION IS OVER THIS CONVERSATION IS DONE THIS CONVERSATION IS OVER
4.
I ​fell ​asleep ​in ​a ​field ​filled ​with ​rocks ​and ​mushrooms Yeah, ​not ​too ​classy ​but ​it ​was ​comfy ​and ​nice When ​to ​my ​surprise ​- I ​got ​woked ​up ​(but ​I ​felt ​quite ​refreshed, ​well ​rested) Heard ​all ​these ​sounds ​that ​I ​can’t ​quite ​describe But ​I ​guess ​I’ll ​try, ​it ​sounded ​like Millions ​of ​Musketeers Running ​and ​screaming ​wild Millions ​of ​Musketeers And ​sure ​enough, ​when ​I ​looked ​up ​at ​the ​horizon A ​bunch ​of ​musketeer ​dust ​filled ​my ​eyes And ​also, ​there ​was ​flies. What ​did ​I ​do? ​Well ​I ​ask ​what ​wh.. ​what ​would ​you ​do? I ​put ​on ​my ​boots ​and ​I ​ran ​for ​my ​life (one ​boot ​was ​still ​untied) You ​think ​I’m ​perhaps ​exaggerating? ​I ​am ​not. I ​had ​a ​pretty ​good ​view, ​I ​was ​up ​on ​a ​rock I ​even ​paused ​for ​a ​second ​and ​counted ​the ​lot Millions ​of ​Musketeers ​running ​and ​screaming ​wild Millions ​of ​Musketeers. ​Felt ​hats ​and ​sharp ​rapiers. Millions ​of ​Musketeers. *musical ​representation ​of ​millions ​of ​musketeers ​running ​really ​fast* *musical ​representation ​of ​me ​valiantly ​trying ​to ​outrun ​the ​musketeers *musical ​representation ​of ​me ​getting ​really ​tired ​because ​of ​how ​unfit ​I ​am* Well ​I ​gave ​up. ​I ​can’t ​outrun ​a ​musketeer ​mob! I ​put ​my ​hands ​up ​and ​just ​closed ​my ​eyes And ​they ​frickin ​ran ​on ​by! Yeah ​you ​heard ​right! ​They ​weren’t ​out ​in ​that ​field ​to ​get ​me They ​just ​kept ​screaming ​even ​though ​they ​were ​nice Yeah, ​they ​seemed ​fine. So ​yeah, ​take ​note ​if ​you ​sleep ​in ​peculiar ​places You ​might ​get ​woked ​up ​by ​this ​odd ​sound ​and ​sight But ​you’ll ​be ​alright, ​it’s ​just ​those ​guys Millions ​of ​Musketeers ​- ​yet ​not ​a ​musket ​in ​sight....?
5.
It ​came ​in ​through ​my ​kitchen ​window. Ominous ​and ​wispy, ​frozen-like And ​I ​don’t ​know ​if ​it ​knew ​that ​I ​was ​watching As ​it ​helped ​itself ​to ​all ​the ​food ​in ​sight Gluttonously ​cramming ​things ​into ​its ​gullet But ​it ​passed ​through ​my ​kitchen ​window ​there ​all ​right? And ​I ​could ​hear ​its ​dragging ​chains ​across ​the ​floorboards How ​were ​they ​not ​just ​falling ​through ​the ​other ​side? How ​do ​ghosts ​work? ​Do ​they ​know ​of ​their ​matter ​inconsonance? Do ​they ​know ​we’re ​there ​when ​they ​pass ​through ​us? Are ​we ​helpless ​to ​their ​immortal ​stunts? I ​think ​that ​I ​am ​decent. I ​feel ​that ​people ​think ​I’m ​good ​and ​nice I ​strive ​to ​live ​respectfully ​and ​“normal” And ​I ​stand ​up ​for ​myself ​when ​I ​know ​I’m ​right WHY ​does ​this ​feeling ​that ​I’m ​awful ​flood ​my ​body? Such ​haunting ​thoughts ​of ​shame ​and ​guilt.. ​But ​why? If ​I ​swear ​to ​you ​I’ll ​try ​harder ​tomorrow Will ​you ​spare ​me ​of ​these ​hellish ​taunts ​tonight? How ​do ​ghosts ​work? ​Do ​they ​know ​the ​power ​they ​have ​over ​us? Spinning ​days ​to ​weeks, ​yet ​years ​to ​months Why ​bombard ​us ​with ​all ​these ​thoughts ​at ​once? How ​do ​ghosts ​work? ​Do ​they ​know ​they ​lack ​consistency? Do ​they ​think ​they’re ​not ​our ​enemy? Or ​do ​they ​only ​go ​after ​men ​like ​me? “It’s ​not ​me” ​it ​said. ​“You ​seem ​quite ​upset. ​Just ​try ​to ​forget. Oh” ​it ​said ​“I’m ​not ​anything. ​I’m ​not ​even ​here. It’s ​all ​you ​in ​there. It’s ​on ​you” ​it ​said. “It’s ​on ​you.” “It’s ​all ​your ​fault.” How ​do ​ghosts ​work?
6.
Dan VS Egg 03:07
Dan ​VS. ​egg. ​It’s ​not ​that ​hard ​to ​get. There’s ​Dan ​seated ​there ​with ​the ​egg ​at ​a ​6-sided ​table ​(and ​the ​table’s ​not ​set) Under ​the ​violent ​moon, ​I ​guess ​they’ll ​be ​starting ​soon. He ​writes ​me ​a ​note, ​it ​says ​“please ​enclose ​a ​Hanna-Barbera ​cartoon” “Are ​you ​gonna ​fight ​it?” “I ​don’t ​know” Or ​is ​it ​more ​a ​mind ​thing? ​Keen ​to ​see ​where ​all ​this ​goes A ​TV ​set ​inside ​plays ​“Hawaiian ​Eye” I ​wish ​I ​could ​tell ​Dan ​good ​luck, ​but ​I ​fear ​that ​too ​much ​time ​has ​ticked ​by We ​wear ​a ​face ​the ​same; ​a ​smile ​but ​deep ​in ​pain For ​the ​chairs ​have ​a ​press-stud, ​but ​it ​always ​undoes So ​we ​sit ​on ​the ​cold ​wire ​frame “Are ​you ​gonna ​fight ​him?” “I ​don’t ​know” Or ​is ​it ​like ​a ​mind ​sting, ​wonder ​how ​this ​will ​go “How ​you ​gonna ​find ​him?” “I ​don’t ​know!” Or ​is ​it ​more ​reminding, ​revealing, ​revolting? “No.” Oh! ​Dan ​is ​egg. This ​is ​how ​it ​goes He ​leans ​in ​and ​rubs ​his ​finger ​back ​and ​forth ​under ​his ​nose The ​end. (dan ​is ​also ​egg)
7.
Oh, ​indeed! ​Let’s ​bring ​this ​back ​to ​speed. A ​field ​we ​see, ​the ​usual ​shrubs ​and ​trees A ​subtle ​breeze... ​look, ​just ​everything ​you ​need. And ​on ​the ​road ​we ​see ​someone ​you ​know You ​remember, ​no? ​From ​a ​previous ​episode Why, ​it’s ​Malcolm ​going ​on ​his ​way ​to ​home He ​passes ​by ​a ​river ​wide ​a ​shimmering ​light ​catches ​his ​sight. ​And ​so ​he ​dives ​in ​and, surprise! ​He ​sees ​our ​guy, ​and ​he ​recognizes ​the ​stony ​giant. ​He ​might, ​or ​it ​kinda ​reminds ​him of ​that ​giant ​bride. ​He ​waves ​a ​“hi”, ​and ​with ​big ​jewel ​eyes ​it ​sighs ​- “Hello ​and ​welcome ​to ​my ​home ​here ​in ​the ​water. ​It’s ​so ​exciting, ​it’s ​exactly ​what ​I ​wanta. You ​see ​I ​travelled ​far ​to ​discover ​what ​I ​are...” ​and ​Malcolm ​laughed ​and ​corrected ​his grammar. ​Then ​he ​thought ​and ​said ​“ahh! ​I ​might ​be ​your ​father. My ​giant ​girlfriend ​was ​out ​every ​damn ​weekend. ​And ​I ​remember ​when, ​her ​eggs.. ​I ​dusted them. ​So ​yeah, ​no ​amends, ​I ​put ​it ​to ​an ​end.” But ​he ​looked ​in ​awe ​at ​his ​crusty ​claw ​and ​its ​beastly ​jaw ​and ​the ​bear-like ​paws, ​and ​the stony ​warts ​and ​whatever ​more.. ​It ​was ​nothing ​like ​he’d ​seen ​before. ​‘Cept ​his ​bride ​(the whore) ​and ​his ​mind ​it ​thought ​of ​all ​the ​sorts ​of ​guys ​she ​saw. ​And ​he ​stopped ​and ​paused and ​chose ​to ​ignore ​it ​all... ​and ​said “I ​always ​dreamt ​that ​I ​might ​have ​a ​son ​or ​daughter. ​Now ​you ​can ​live ​out ​in ​my ​house ​of brick ​and ​mortar.” “But ​I’ve ​been ​happy ​living ​down ​here ​in ​the ​water. ​It’s ​so ​enticing, ​it’s ​precisely ​what ​I’m after/orfter. “Oh! ​No ​you ​should ​come ​with ​me. ​Obey ​your ​father’s ​orders. You ​will ​move ​in ​at ​once ​into ​my ​living ​quarters.” “AAAWWW ​but ​I ​was ​happy ​living ​deep ​down ​in ​the ​water And ​it ​hurts ​to ​walk ​up ​there ​now ​that ​I’m ​made ​of ​boulder.”
8.
You ​see ​that ​hot ​girl ​over ​there, ​with ​a ​good ​face ​and ​quite ​nice ​hair? See ​how ​you ​cannot ​help ​but ​stare? Yeah ​THAT ​is ​fikkis. Or ​thumbing ​through ​a ​pamphlet ​when ​you ​spot ​an ​item ​that’s ​worth ​$10, ​but ​all ​your ​money you ​want ​to ​spend ​on ​THAT ​fikkis. Stop ​looking ​at ​me ​like ​you ​don’t ​know. You ​idiot! ​Ooohh ​you ​don’t ​see ​what’s ​going ​on? It’s ​okay ​to ​feel ​good ​about ​something. Surrender ​yourself ​because It’s ​so ​fikkis!! You ​might ​be ​heading ​into ​town You ​see ​that ​good ​arcade ​burnt ​down You ​know ​that ​thing ​that ​makes ​you ​frown? Yeah ​THAT’S ​fikkis Or ​when ​you ​sit ​quietly ​in ​a ​hall And ​you ​wish ​your ​Mum ​would ​call And ​you ​don’t ​feel ​anything ​at ​all? *nods ​head* ​fikkis. Surprise! ​Hey, ​it’s ​your ​birthday! I ​can’t ​help ​but ​notice ​no-one ​bothered ​to ​show ​up But ​I ​made ​you ​a ​cake ​that’s ​delicious You ​can ​eat ​it ​till ​your ​trauma ​is ​numb! Yeah! ​It’s ​so ​fikkis! I ​sympathise ​it’s ​problematic ​when ​all ​your ​thoughts ​are ​automatic You ​think ​you ​can ​control ​your ​emotional ​responses But ​it’s ​okay ​to ​be ​ecstatic, ​and ​even ​be ​a ​tad ​emphatic Just ​use ​the ​power ​of ​fikkis, ​for ​it ​is ​your ​compass Surrender ​your ​mind, ​succumb ​to ​the ​power ​of ​the ​fikkis Far ​beyond ​the ​treetops ​and ​mountains But ​tinier ​than ​the ​funnythings ​behind ​your ​eyes Hey, ​there’s ​that ​feeling ​that ​something ​is ​happening Toes ​start ​a ​tappening Feel ​it ​in ​your ​body ​and ​your ​stupid ​feeble ​brain ​when ​you ​s-s-sing It’s ​so ​fikkis Fikkis and ​kikkis.

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The new Toehider album is called "GOOD".

World-acclaimed singer/instrumentalist Michael Mills has gone all out on this upcoming release. Featuring his unmistakable, otherworldly voice and signature bizarre storytelling lyrics, this album runs the emotional gamut and will leave you in tears, both the sad kind and the GOOD kind.
Out now! Wrapped up in the amazingly epic artwork from Andrew Saltmarsh.

Comes with a download of the single "This Conversation is Over", check out the music video by Mike and Salty on this page too!


"Toehider... the man can do anything" - James LaBrie (Dream Theater)
"I think he's awesome and he's an amazing singer" - Devin Townsend (Steve Vai/Strapping Young Lad/Devin Townsend Project)
"Michael Mills is my musical hero" - Arjen Lucassen (Ayreon/Star One)

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released October 19, 2017

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"This Conversation is Over", which has Thom Mann on drums and Nick Delaney on bass, and was also mixed by Nick Delaney.

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