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The Truth #2

by A Singer Must Lie

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1.
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
2.
Give Head 06:08
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.
3.
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.
4.
Kin 05:37
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
5.
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.
6.
Warten #1 07:35
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
7.
Could I pretend to stay There’s red light in your face Could I pretend to stay This red light leads to Orchids and your place

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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, Gitarren, Mandoline (3, 6), Lamellophon (3)
Marek Merla — Bass
Arvid Kowalzik — Drums, Percussion

Alle Songs geschrieben von Paul Kernstock und A Singer Must Lie außer *
Produziert und aufgenommen 2012 und 2013 von Marek Merla und Paul Kernstock in Hamburg-Wilhelmsburg
Abgemischt von Marek Merla und Paul Kernstock in Hamburg-Wilhelmsburg
Mastering von JensensProductions Laubenstudio in Hamburg-Wilhelmsburg

* 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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