The Truth #1

by A Singer Must Lie

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A Singer Must Lie ist ein Post Rock Trio, dessen Musik sich an Einflussgrößen wie u.a. Cohen, Smith, Buckley, Reznor, Ebelhäuser, Black, Gira, Drake, Harvey, MacKaye orientiert und das deren Ideen und Konzepte weiterzuentwickeln sucht. Unter Post Rock soll dabei nicht verstanden werden, dass wieder einmal alle Mauern abgerissen (post) und mit väterlichem Wohlwollen ein grundneues Genre in einer neuen Ära begonnen werden soll. Vielmehr ist diese Bezeichnung zu verstehen als liebevoller Versuch (von sowohl Band als auch Hörer) auf dem teils verfallenen teils noch neu errichteten Gebäude der eigenen musikalischen Erfahrungen und Vorlieben unbekannte neue Geschosse zu finden und zu entdecken. Zu Hören auf dem Doppelalbum The Truth gehen lärmende, auch monotone, eigenartige Stellen in leise, traumartig verkehrte Szenen über und dies immer aus zwei Perspektiven. Per Konzept nämlich tauchen die meisten der Songs des Albums auf den beiden Teilen jeweils in unterschiedlicher Spielart auf, womit nicht nur deutlich wird, dass in einem Song stets mehr als ein Song steckt. Hier beleuchtet die Band die zwei Seiten der Medaille namens Wahrheit, einem Ding unseres täglich Brot, das nur fälschlicherweise für absolut gehalten wird; des einen Glück ist des anderen Leid, etc. Mit viel Detailverliebtheit und, was heute umso bemerkenswerter scheint, viel Zeit steten Arbeitens über insgesamt 4 Jahre wurde damit eine vielfältige Zusammenstellung von Eindrücken aus unserer Zeit, was die Musik von A Singer Must Lie letztlich ist, festgehalten. Find there whatever you may find.

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released July 15, 2014

Paul Kernstock — Gesang, Gitarre, Bass (5), Keys (2), Lamellophon (1, 7)
João Hoyler Correia — Drums, Bass (4)

Alle Songs geschrieben von Paul Kernstock und A Singer Must Lie außer *
Produziert und aufgenommen im September 2011 von A Singer Must Lie in Göppingen und Hamburg Wilhelmsburg außer (7) aufgenommen am 24. März 2008 in Kirchheim unter Teck
Abgemischt von João Hoyler Correia in Göppingen
Additional Mixing und Mastering von JensensProduction in Hamburg

* You In The Pale (Letting The Cables Sleep)
Originaltitel: Letting The Cables Sleep
Text und Musik: Gavin Rossdale
© BMG Rights Management (UK) Ltd.

Artwork und Gestaltung von Barbara Ott
Photographie: Philipp V. M. Nowak & Beke Rennekamp
Technische Umsetzung: Steffen Kernstock

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Track Name: Danyel's Fish Meditation
The devil he does marry well
That’s what these fish, they told me
They're gathering dead little snails
And swimming keen and building water trails

I'm focusing with my eyes closed
On my very simple post
That is hanging right above me
Just like the stars, but I cannot see

I'm focusing with my eyes blind
On this guitar that hits from behind
The only one in charge to tell, when the sun will dawn
And the moon to set

And so on you will not tell

The devil he does marry well
That’s what these fish, they told me.
Track Name: Morning Theft
From my site on her bed I saw the picture she’d rised
Outside the window pane I saw them fly
In the view that’d been always more or less same
She had drawn on the linen what she’d find

She was my black-eyed being `though I never owned her, no
But what she found inside doors, closing us in
Her touch was made of pearls and her skin was very pale
And her moles grew constellations of our kin

When you wake to look outside
Will you know who drew the snow?
Have you felt your bones collide?
In her black hair where you’ve grown

And you feel her dirty hands
Reach out of your sleep
And if you reach the top
Will you strangle her there?

When you wake to look outside
Will you know who drew the snow?
Have you felt your bones collide?
In her black hair where you’ve grown

When you search your lonely linen
And you reach out to the left
And you find her body sleeping
And you feel your morning theft
Track Name: Give Head
There’s a steeped image in your head
You reach out to catch it slowly, but your hand
So you just give in

He tried out to focus feelings, peaked the most to a beat
As he felt the rhythm’s cage then, he resigned
Then he just gave away

They said to me I’m doing this to extract myself to one
They told me, this one last step, to finally be done.

The girl took notice of his absence while they were talking - never mind
In the bathroom, curling curls she felt forced
Then she just gave head.
Track Name: Kin
There’s something in your breath
That I can’t sleep tonight
And I scream
Scream one’s name

There’s something in your breath
That I get lost within
And behind the whispering flags
And the closing doors and opened eyes
There’s beauty in the mirror
And between us there’s a kin

Is there any dangerous attraction in blonde hair
When you follow the traces in the snow
What is wrong with breathing old air
When finding graces

Find there whatever you may find
Read about me, read the signs when I am home
You may follow down the red lace
Which is bind between our worlds
And at the end there’ll be a blazing kind

Find there whatever you may find.
Track Name: You In The Pale (Letting The Cables Sleep)
You in the pale
You on the snow
You with cast gold

Still is her voice
Back when she taught
To fleet is your choice

Whatever you say it's all right
Whatever you do it's all good
Whatever you say it's all right

You on return
In need of repair
Tripping on sole
Will you ever wait till I'm
Letting the cables sleep

The evil ghost of sleep
You must have suspended by time
It haunts, it breaks in me
We need to talk about it

I'm a stranger in this town
Since you are the doubt about it.
Track Name: Warten #1
The line in this waiting room blurs all what's relied away
Sitting for something unknown that tells everybody to stay
If there were people, giving you a name, to give you a sign
But they’re all just reactants with your doubtful actions, reflecting your trys
And you try

Here we are drifting further and forth, nothing to separate us now
Nothing to come from you, nothing to comfort me
I’ll be leaving this place to never come back and to not even turn around to it
'cause the line in this waiting room blurs all what's life away

This waiting feel
Breaks your sign
Makes you wander
Through the night

Keeps you awake
Feeds the faint
But not the swoon
Track Name: I Armed My Soul
Please don't turn your head away
I’ve armed my soul just for you - to claim
Sentenced is nothing but spring my dear
I’ve armed my soul just for you to bring it near

Silver rain - and silence taught you to cry
I’ve armed my soul just to pass it by
Sentenced is nothing but death my dear
I’ve armed my soul just for you to bring it near.