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The style of this album can best be described as Electro-Alt-Pop.

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released January 28, 2008

Written and performed by LowHero.DLL, aka Jonathan Chalker (BMI) Copyright 2008

Additional arrangements (remixes) by Testube, aka Jeff Danos ( and DDH, aka Justin Lassen (

Production assistance by Jeff Danos


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LowHero.DLL Atlanta, Georgia

LowHero.DLL is the electro-alt-pop solo project of Jonathan Chalker, based in Atlanta and distributed by Glim Records.

LowHero.DLL invokes New Wave and Post-Punk influences ranging from The Normal or Blondie to Big Black or PIL. There are doses of 90's styled indie-rock to add an organic twist to the electronic sound scheme, which can swing from dance friendly stompers to ambient interludes.
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Track Name: FM_Era
hey tricky vickie, what's the sticky on this kid they call, "b9"?
i heard he made it with a gina in a pininfarina or a porsche 909.
but did it really happen that way?
did the stars align? did the worlds collide?
did it happen that way?
or was he plasticized in this boring life?

sometimes champagne, sometimes migraine.
there are very few things we fear
and even fewer things that bring us near (to one another).

and in this fm era there is no kind way to tell ya'
Track Name: Forget Me Now
Look inside the box. Isn't it so pretty?
Isn't it divine? Keep it with you always.
Don't throw it away.
Hold it in your heart ... a symbol of my love ...
A special gift I give ... a gift I give to you.

Forget me now.

The sun will shine in the spotless mind
and time has a way of blurring the line between a six and a nine, between confusion and clarity.
And when the lights go down and the curtains close,
we'll all fade to black at the end of the show
and you'll be better off until then if you forget me now
Track Name: Last Orbit
To IVB1 and back
ask me if I'm ready to go
and I'll tell you it's a matter of fact
but I placed the call and Rome didn't answer

Ellie's lips tickle when she drinks her wine
she's a bright 32 with plenty of time
A popular thing, the first on the scene
a small face with big impact

Last orbit
can you absorb it?
circling planet curiosity
Last orbit
try not to force it
you don't want to burn on re-entry.

If there was a sound purest of tone
and if I heard it, I wouldn't know
After all, what would I have with which to compare?

When your force field shatters
consider darker matters
It's all in the code
It's a new episode

Aspire all to what is in eye view
if your vision is perfect and your aim is true
82 is distorted and I can't ignore it
but we keep our friendship in tact

(repeat refrain and chorus)
Track Name: Herself
I think she's going to do something stupid tonight.
There's a full moon out and it's red like the devil's eyes.
She left here all pissed off, baby, spun the wheels.
I went tearing down the road, running,
but I just couldn't catch that crazy chick.

She's a danger to herself ... a danger to herself and everyone else.

There goes Tragedy, repeating history.
I'll just wait and see what horrible things this girl will do to herself - again.

I bailed her out around a quarter to three.
She's remanded to my protective custody.
There is no protection for a girl with an agenda (of scorched earth and suicide).
What more could I tell ya'?
Track Name: Oblivious
Chatter boxes chatter. Stink with wicked laughter
Switching on disaster. Believing it all matters
I was carried away in thoughts I can't portray in words
I fear they don't come easily
Round about way within a lunar day
I know I'll make my way back to the places I belong
Not Interacting. I'm always distracted
Feel myself retracting. It's so unattractive
I'm not one to deny, just slow to decide
whether I should be here or hanging out on the side
Sort it out and contrive, somehow make it all jibe
Neither cringing in fear nor looking on the bright side
Dislocated and drawn and the moment is gone
Not a critical flaw but nothing I'd rely on
Disengaged from the scene; a ghost projected on screen
I see the hue of the beam. It's neither red, blue, nor green
Track Name: Peoplewatcher
I have a guilty pleasure, I can play at my leisure.
Not a sport in the extreme or a sexual thing,
though it does turn me on, just not the way you think.
You can join in if you like or fly a kite for all I care.

They walk by left to right - right to left, some intense
Some are daft. Some make me feel a little ill at ease.
Some are geeky, some are down-right cheeky
But, pretty damned cool - each in his or her own little way.

I am the peoplewatcher
In the airport, in your malls, and at the subway stations.
I don't want to meet. I don't want to get to know any of you.
Consider yourselves my paper dolls.
Track Name: Werla Zee
Track Name: Pursie
pursie was lonely
but he couldn't speak with the other kinds
he'd write him a song to sing to no one
but he couldn't make it rhyme
he bit off his nails, cut off his tail
wasn't much more he could do
at night in the fog, he'd sit on a log
and question his own existence.

pursie has ideas - big ideas
at least bigger than he.
but where do such things come from?
and how does one judge them quantitatively?
and what of truth?
how about a stab in the eyes?!
he'd rather all be thorns and thistles
than what so far has been implied

it isn't nothing but it sure isn't anything
pursie was lonely
Track Name: Forty-two
What more could I say to have you on your way to blissful knowledge?

Me trick you, you trick me, we ain't got complexity

Science and violence all in the game; dirty deeds

All numbers lie to me, they need no apology

Forget me now and just ask the man to give you what you need

Forty-two kisses and a couple near misses, forty-two heads on the line but they're still doing fine

Love me more when I am more ugly.