Recorded by Tim Greaves
All music and lyrics by El Morgan
lyrics
104 nights that I just don't remember, got me through 261 days. I spilt my guts and it just seemed to resemble, a mask in all manner of ways. If you can't tell it straight then don't tell it at all, it'll all come out wrong. All this shit in my head just falls out of my mouth like I've ripped off a million songs, it's like I've ripped off a million songs.
So what is heart when there's fear in your eyes and what is soul if it don't mean a thing? There's all these, dead men and women, walking around waiting for time. Last bell to ring. And if you can't tell it straight then don't bother to call me. It'll all come out wrong. And all this shit in my head just falls out of my mouth like I've ripped off a million songs, it's like I've ripped of a million songs.
All this doubt just reminds me that I'm still alive with all the questions still left to ask. But only fanatics have got all the answers and the gods just don't know how to laugh.
credits
from Darlington EP,
track released January 1, 2011
Jack Davies - Banjo
Mark Denney - Drums
Tim Greaves - Bass
Sally Greenwell - Viola
saw this live when they were performing with Jeff Rosenstock. The Goosebumps from seeing the pure emotion in the finale was so raw and passionate. it made me appreciate being able to attend live music again! vvilko
Lande's stripped-down, propulsive tracks are sheer pop joy and smart, soul-searching indie rock catharsis all at once. The melodies are earworms, sticking with you for days. The only criticism I have is it eventually ends- though the ending is classic. Recommended. michael salmons