… Read Full Bio ↴The Uncluded is a duo that consists of Aesop Rock and Kimya Dawson.
In 2007, while on tour supporting his album None Shall Pass, indie rapper/producer Aesop Rock wrote a fan email to folk singer/songwriter Kimya Dawson. A few years later, in 2010, they reconnected during the creation of arts-and-oddities blog 900Bats, which in turn sparked the pair's collaborative musical efforts. After appearing on each other's respective recent solo records, Aesop Rock's Skelethon and Kimya Dawson's Thunder Thighs, both found more worth pursuing within the group dynamic, and The Uncluded were hatched.
The group name, The Uncluded, was chosen based on an excerpt from the book Imaginationally by artist/writer Michael Bernard Loggins. Imaginationally is an illustrated dictionary of words Loggins created to describe his daily experiences and thoughts.
Their debut album, Hokey Fright, was recorded over the course of a year using a variety of locations and devices, from voice memo recorders to fleshed out studios. Aesop and Kimya wrote, performed, and recorded the whole album, with the exception of the drums on "Delicate Cycle", which were played by James McNew of Yo La Tengo.
Having both experienced some loss in recent years, conversations about mortality served as a starting point for what would eventually become an album as much about finding therapy through writing/sharing as it is about being ok with admitting fear in the face of adversity. There is a sense of self-exploration and discovery that happens during the songs, as if the two are doing the problem-solving in front of you. While much of the album maintains a serious tone, Dawson and Rock's oddball humor plays an integral part in humanizing the obstacles that can initially seem too massive to process.
Delicate Cycle
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New twist like actually take the finger off
Wrap it in a blanket as you would a severed horse head
Mail it to a friend you wanna pinky swear more with and
Should they need a forearm or something they can practice drawing skulls on
Cut it from the shoulder while the saw's warm
The full appendage really make a world of difference
Include it to a 30 teeth to chew out all your critics
I always wanted radder things for Christmas
The rest were cool
I'm shipping out a torso in the a.m
You should learn to hit the organs every time at 40 paces, it's important
I can't explain why now, by the way
Legs in a crate delivery by today
If a uniformed man knock knocks, sign his document
You shouldn't have to walk out to the mailbox for the other shit
My mom was a lunch lady when I was in elementary school
She was outside during recess
She had a whistle and I thought that that was cool
She was really nice to all the kids who didn't have a lot of friends
She would give them hugs and tell them jokes or she'd play catch with them
And, my dad worked at the laundromat which was really cool to me
I'd get to open up the washing machines
And clean them out and collect the money
And I'd open soap dispenser and put in little boxes of soap inside
I knew how it worked and I was good at it
And helping out filled me with a sense of pride
I would meet all kinds of people there and I would look them in the eye
And I'd say "Hi! Excuse me, but do you mind
If I shine the glass while your clothes dry?"
My whole life is a (My whole life is a delicate cycle)
A delicate cycle, a delicate cycle
My whole life is a (My whole life is a delicate cycle)
A delicate cycle
My whole life is a (My whole life is a delicate cycle)
A delicate cycle, a delicate cycle
My whole life is a (My whole life is a delicate cycle)
A delicate cycle
Inside a jar with a lid, a giant arm with head
They said it used to walk upright and like New York after ten
One day it woke up out of order, nothing more to extend
Delicate cycle in the alpha of its orbiting zen
When it's a impersonal skill has already poured its best
A conversation can be riddled with exorbitant debt
And you don't know it, but I know I owe you more than I've kept
So if you find a biohazard by your door on the step
Maybe it couldn't find its faculties, but swore it would help
Wanted to be a larger part than its abnormalcies let
Hang on, I'm overnighting eyes with a headlight-deer stare
One up, Vin Vin, UPS and ear pair
Wear 'em if you need a new perspective on a weird year
And one day when I'm better we can square away a fair share
The last frame silhouetted by the sun
Was an air mail stamp on a still warm tongue
I was 26 years old the first time I lived in a house
With a washer and dryer in it and that's the year I bottomed out
Maybe what was missing was the sense of community that comes from
Hauling your big old load out in public and airing your dirty laundry
And the company of other people who also don't have the amenities
At their convenience in a home that's so set up that they never have to leave
I miss the smell, the dust, the coins, the trust
The squeaky carts, the vibrations
The bucket full of bleach, the dryer sheets
The old pay phone, the giant sink
I'd watch my daddy mop the floor
And my heart started with a quarter
I'd watch my daddy mop the floor
And my heart started with a quarter
My whole life is a (My whole life is a delicate cycle)
A delicate cycle, a delicate cycle
My whole life is a (My whole life is a delicate cycle)
A delicate cycle
My whole life is a (My whole life is a delicate cycle)
A delicate cycle, a delicate cycle
My whole life is a (My whole life is a delicate cycle)
A delicate cycle
My whole life is a (My whole life is a delicate cycle)
A delicate cycle, a delicate cycle
My whole life is a (My whole life is a delicate cycle)
A delicate cycle
My whole life is a (My whole life is a delicate cycle)
A delicate cycle, a delicate cycle
My whole life is a (My whole life is a delicate cycle)
A delicate cycle
The lyrics of The Uncluded's song "Delicate Cycle" can be interpreted in many ways. At first glance, it appears to be a macabre description of dismemberment and body parts being mailed to friends. However, upon closer examination, the song reveals itself to be a nostalgic ode to a simpler time when the singer's parents were working-class and worked in a laundromat and school. The lyrics contain a lot of wordplay and puns, adding to the complexity of the song's meaning.
The first verse of the song is probably the most bizarre, with its seemingly random descriptions of dismemberment and body parts. However, it can be interpreted as a metaphor for friendship and trust. The singer describes sending a severed finger to a friend to "pinkie swear more with" and the friend can practice drawing skulls on the forearm. It might sound morbid, but this could be interpreted as friends coming together to strengthen their bond and trust. The line "I always wanted radder things for Christmas, the rest were cool" is a reflection of the singer's desire for more exciting things in life.
The second verse deals with the singer's childhood memories of their parents working in a laundromat and school. The imagery is vivid, and the memories are imbued with a sense of nostalgia and warmth. The singer describes the pride they felt in helping out and meeting all kinds of people. The line "my whole life is a delicate cycle" is both a reference to the literal meaning of washing clothes but also a metaphor for life being a delicate balance of joy and hardship.
Overall, the song can be viewed as a reflection on the fragile and fleeting nature of life. The themes of nostalgia, friendship, and trust are interwoven with bittersweet memories of childhood and the realization that life is full of difficult challenges.
Line by Line Meaning
I can take my finger off, old dog, old trick
I can do something shocking or unexpected, like taking my finger off, even though it's an old trick
New twist like actually take the finger off
This time it's not just a metaphor or figure of speech, it's an actual action
Wrap it in a blanket as you would a severed horse head
Wrap it up carefully like something you want to keep safe, but also like something that's threatening or scary
Mail it to a friend you wanna pinky swear more with and
Send it to a close friend who you want to make a deep, loyal promise with
Should they need a forearm or something they can practice drawing skulls on
If your friend needs another body part, they can use this one to practice their drawing skills or art
Cut it from the shoulder while the saw's warm
Remove the entire arm, while the saw is still warm from cutting through the bone
The full appendage really make a world of difference
Having the whole arm makes a big difference in what you can do with it or how you can use it
Include it to a 30 teeth to chew out all your critics
Use the fingers to type or play an instrument to create art that can help you fight off your critics or negative voices
32 would have been perfect, 2 were casualties of it's it's,
32 fingers would have been perfect, but 2 were lost in the process
I always wanted radder things for Christmas
I always wanted cooler, more exciting things for Christmas
The rest were cool
The other gifts I got were still pretty good
I'm shipping out a torso in the a.m
I'm sending out a human torso in the morning
You should learn to hit the organs every time at 40 paces, it's important
You should learn to aim accurately and efficiently, even from a distance, because it could be important in certain situations
I can't explain why now, by the way
I can't explain or justify my actions at this moment
Legs in a crate delivery by today
The legs will be delivered today in a crate
If a uniformed man knock knocks, sign his document
If a delivery man comes, sign for the package without asking any questions
You shouldn't have to walk out to the mailbox for the other shit
You shouldn't have to leave your house or interact with anyone else for the other things you need
Inside a jar with a lid, a giant arm with head
A large arm with a head is inside a jar with a lid
They said it used to walk upright and like New York after ten
The arm used to be part of a larger body that walked upright, like the bustling streets of New York City after 10PM
One day it woke up out of order, nothing more to extend
The arm can't move or function anymore, and it's unclear why
Delicate cycle in the alpha of its orbiting zen
The cycle of life or the situation of the arm is fragile, and it's still in the early stages of its peaceful, circular journey
When it's a impersonal skill has already poured its best
When the arm has already used up its best abilities or skills
A conversation can be riddled with exorbitant debt
A conversation can be full of heavy or burdensome truths, secrets or feelings
And you don't know it, but I know I owe you more than I've kept
The person being talked to doesn't fully understand the depth of the artist's gratitude or debt
So if you find a biohazard by your door on the step
If you find something dangerous or toxic near your doorstep
Maybe it couldn't find its faculties, but swore it would help
Maybe the thing left for you was confused or misguided, but it still wanted to assist you in some way
Wanted to be a larger part than its abnormalcies let
The thing left for you wanted to make a bigger impact than it was able to because of its flaws or abnormalities
Hang on, I'm overnighting eyes with a headlight-deer stare
Hold on, I'm sending some kind of illuminated eyes with a headlight-deer-like stare
One up, Vin Vin, UPS and ear pair
One up, a reference to a competitive nature or game; Vin Vin, possibly a reference to wine; UPS and ear pair, potentially a delivery and listening device
Wear 'em if you need a new perspective on a weird year
Wear the eyes and ear pair if you need to see or hear things from a new and different perspective, especially in a strange or difficult year
And one day when I'm better we can square away a fair share
One day in the future, when I'm more well off or healed, we can settle on a fair distribution of something
The last frame silhouetted by the sun
The final moment or image captured in the fading light of the sun
Was an air mail stamp on a still warm tongue
The last thing we saw was an air mail stamp on a tongue that was still warm, possibly indicating something sinister or troubling
My mom was a lunch lady when I was in elementary school
During my time in elementary school, my mom worked as a lunch lady
She was outside during recess
During recess time, my mom was outside with the kids
She had a whistle and I thought that that was cool
I thought it was really neat that my mom had a whistle and used it to keep the peace or signal for things during recess
She was really nice to all the kids who didn't have a lot of friends
My mom was compassionate and friendly towards the kids who were lonely or didn't have many friends
She would give them hugs and tell them jokes or she'd play catch with them
My mom would offer physical affection, humor or playtime to the kids who needed it
And, my dad worked at the laundromat which was really cool to me
I thought it was amazing that my dad worked at a laundromat
I'd get to open up the washing machines
I would assist my dad by opening up the washing machines and helping with the machines
And clean them out and collect the money
I would help clean out the machines and collect any money that was left inside them
And I'd open soap dispenser and put in little boxes of soap inside
I would make sure that the soap dispensers in the laundromat were always stocked with small boxes of soap
I knew how it worked and I was good at it
I was knowledgeable about how the laundromat worked and I was skilled at helping out
And helping out filled me with a sense of pride
Assisting my parents at the laundromat made me feel proud and accomplished
I would meet all kinds of people there and I would look them in the eye
I interacted with various people at the laundromat, and I made sure to look them in the eye and acknowledge them as equals
And I'd say "Hi! Excuse me, but do you mind
I would greet people politely and respectfully by asking if they minded that I do something
If I shine the glass while your clothes dry?"
If I clean the windows or glass around you while you wait for your clothes to dry?
My whole life is a delicate cycle
My entire existence feels like a fragile and cyclical process
A delicate cycle, a delicate cycle
A cycle that needs to be treated with care and attention
Inside a jar with a lid, a giant arm with head
A jar contains a large limb or appendage with a head
They said it used to walk upright and like New York after ten
This limb used to be a part of a larger being that walked upright, like the lively city streets after dark
One day it woke up out of order, nothing more to extend
The limb can no longer move or function properly, as if it has run out of options to stretch or reach
Delicate cycle in the alpha of its orbiting zen
My life or the situation of the limb feels like it's at the beginning of a fragile, harmonious journey
My whole life is a delicate cycle
My entire existence feels like a fragile but necessary and cyclical process
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@mrskimyadawson
The "original" that you likely heard was from a Daytrotter session. Which is basically like live internet radio. It wasn't something we technically recorded for ourselves. We love that one too and are glad it exists but it was never our intention to use that as the album version. It's special, like every recording folks do for Daytrotter. You are probably just super used to that one. Maybe this one will grow on you too. :)
@MikeHunt-jx1bf
You da stuffs...
@floofygod
Thanks Kimya for all the smiles and love I've spread with your music 💜
@pisssommelier768
Faaaaaat
@weeaboom
can confirm, this grew on us. a playlist staple for nearly a decade now. 🥰
@joeydurant6267
Had a hippy girl hook me up with a shirt at the head shop turn me on to this yesterday
@tonytwotries1162
that "hi" that aesop rock and kimya dawson does just warms my heart up so much! <3
@CasperInkyMagoo
A lot of Aesop’s music comes from his struggle, and for a long time I was sure we’d lose him.
That smile gives me hope for him. I don’t know what I’d do without his music.
@portfolio641
the first thing I remembered!
@cheezwhiz1025
Omg me too. This is my comfort song for hard times