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Slow Mountain EP

by Waltz Brigade

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1.
Christchurch 04:39
letter arrived in strange handwriting cut to erase what we have done you thought I didn’t mind just a little poison on my tongue what does the sea feel like, sound like is the sunshine warm on her face I miss my friend, the girl where are you keeping her these days In Christchurch Hosanna! In Christchurch Hosanna she lives this memory a bolt of laughter cut from the stalk still the roots keep drawing water some secret flower blooming in a loop In Christchurch Hosanna! In Christchurch Hosannah she lives out where she’s swimming the sun is rising still cold and dark on my side there it is summer she’s living under quietly beneath the smirking curve of the world (sunrise! tomorrow! her heart beats! tomorrow! o glory, her heartbeat is out there still) I’ll set someone working night and day to watch over her someone I’ll forget so that I won’t know either of us if it happens that years from now I pass us in the bustle of any busy city street
2.
I dreamed a woman was singing this song her words were softer than the ones I’d seen she was fine and she was kind to me I had to ask her, would you please tell me What’s that strange name you keep calling me? What’s that strange name you keep calling me? Love She said Love I found that woman in my old friend she saw the man that I was meant to be she led me home and we got married and when I’m spinning down I beg her tell me What’s that strange name you keep calling me? What’s that strange name you keep calling me? Love She says Love my woman and I, we had a son his mind was troubled by the things he’d see he saw loneliness coming he saw me watching him and then he asked me What’s that strange name you keep calling me? What’s that strange name you keep calling me? Love I said Love
3.
they are your friends they are your neighbors the hungry eyes the reaching fingers stock up on food stock up on water forget your job it doesn’t matter there’s a slow mountain on the avenue tonight leaving cold bodies in the pools of yellow light lock your doors and windows and turn out your lights lock your doors and windows and turn out your lights a baseball bat a sawed-off shotgun a first aid kit if you have got one I never liked that many people now I am right to be judgmental there’s a slow mountain on the avenue tonight leaving cold bodies in the pools of yellow light lock your doors and windows and turn out your lights lock your doors and windows and turn out your lights we got in shape learned to be patient we’d gotten fat we’d been complacent I like my life I feel efficient I don’t miss laws or television
4.
5.
you, you drive me crazy make me lazy, today you try my patience it's just wasted on you even though baby, I love you like you was one of my own baby, I love you like you was one of my own we're just like water, or mercury but this is a desert, and I've got places to be but baby, I love you like you was one of my own baby, I love you like you was one of my own been thinking about getting out of here I'm not taking you, I'm not taking you with me, baby and I'm not coming home, I'm not coming home til it's done til it's done
6.
Sarsaparilla 05:17
you know it's cruel to ask a friend to do something for you, oh you know he can't do I didn't even see it, I didn't even know even when we mean it, I can't even taste it it's just a sky to me no, no, it's just a tightrope game to me no, no, but not with you, baby I shouldn't try it's just too far down oh, I'm alright it's just a little scratch it's just a little patch of ice I hit I get being on it, it's just I couldn't see it all yet and all I can offer is never coming but what you can keep is not enough hey, baby doll dadadada I'm having to shoot my way out of this saloon and I just wanted some sarsaparilla, and to get out of the sun sweet, sweet baby child come dancin' it's a late night tonight I think I'll make it a sunshine kind of bright I like the way you set your forearm against my chest like a sly flamenco cat ladadadadada time to go now, time to nip it in the bud it's kinda slow now, but it won't matter later, hon forget having had it, it’s time to get back to being wanted oh my love, I'm having to shoot my way out of this saloon and I just wanted some sarsaparilla, and to get out of the sun ooh, sarsaparilla ah, sarsaparilla back into back into back into back into the sun

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released March 14, 2015

Waltz Brigade is:
Mark Betancourt—guitar, vocals
Jocelyn Frank—oboe, banjolin
Emily Weidner—violin, ukulele
Art von Lehe—upright bass
Jaime Knepper—vocals
Nancy Ku—piano, accordion
Nate Scheible—percussion

Also featuring:
Josh Schneck—trumpet
Brian Priebe—trombone
Megan Nortrup—tenor sax
Victor Elolo Tsavani—additional congas
Will McKindley-Ward—additional vocals

All songs by Mark Betancourt except "Angel In The Snow," by Elliott Smith. Arranged by Waltz Brigade.

Recorded and mixed by Will McKindley-Ward at Asparagus Media, Takoma Park, MD. Produced by Mark Betancourt.

Mastered by Corey Schreppel
www.coreyschreppel.com

Cover art by Hope Hellwege-Bales
hopemariephotography.4ormat.com

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