AT DAY! / AT DUSK!

by THE FIELD RECORDINGS

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CASSETTE SOLD OUT. Limited to 50 Hand-Numbered copies. Acoustic versions of 4 songs recorded outside in 2 long takes in April, 2010 with 3 microphones.

SIDE A: THE APOLOGISTS / The Sound Of Birds / AUTOMATICA / Then, Wind.

SIDE B: FRAMING HAPPINESS / Actual Fireworks / STATESCAPES / Then, Leaves, Nothing.

credits

released 17 April 2010
DANIEL GALLO: Acoustic guitar / egg shaker / handclaps / lead vocals / incidental noises.
JARED THOMPSON: Floor tom & snare drums / tambourine / egg shaker / backing vocals / handclaps / incidental noises / recording & engineering.
NOEL THOMAS: Acoustic guitar / egg shaker / backing vocals / handclaps / floor tom / incidental noises.

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tags: acoustic alternative freak folk the field recordings garage indie indie rock etc noise pop post-modern popular song New York

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about

THE FIELD RECORDINGS are trying to find their way in this first Post-Discovery decade. Take that for what it's worth. All of this is theirs & theirs alone. They recorded their debut LP, THE ELASTIC NOSTALGIA, at Adorea Recording Studio with Travis Bell.

A second, as-yet-untitled LP will be delivered in 2012/3.

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Track Name: AT DAY!
START TRANSCRIPT:
{Mechanical Clunk}
{Wind, Accidental Guitar}
THE APOLOGISTS: "We've got enough bones to pick to fill a museum / We're strung with crutches & casts / We've got enough bones to pick to fill a museum / We're strung with crutches & casts / And they're all hand-made / And they're all hand-made / And they're all hand-made // While you've been spending your time / Getting comfortable in your own skin / Everything else has been moving and changing / Oh, time well spent, oh time well spent! / Oh, time well spent, oh time well spent! / Oh, time well spent, oh time well spent! // "How do we live once we've discovered death?" / "How do we live once we've discovered death?" / "But how do we live once we've discovered death?" / It's OK we'll daisy-chain these nights together / Until we've made a life, until we've made a life / Until we've made a life, until we've made a life / Until we've made a life, until we've made a life // While you've been spending your time / Getting comfortable in your own skin / Everything else has been moving and changing / Oh, time well spent, oh time well spent! / Oh, time well spent, oh time well spent! / Oh, time well spent, oh time well spent! / Oh, time well spent, oh time well spent! / Oh, time well spent, oh time well spent! / Oh, time well spent, oh time well spent! / Oh, time well spent, oh time well spent!"
{Wind, Voices}
{Incidental Noise, Coughing}
{Mechanical Clunk}
AUTOMATICA: "I am afraid / And living all the same / Help I'm only breathing myself in / I'm breathing in // If you gave me some Theophorin / I'd hide it under my tongue for later / It always happens this way / I stop making sense to me // Look at all our feelings! / We've muddled them up and now we'll claw them out / You've got to watch as we claw them out / We're clawing out // If you gave me some Theophorin / I'd hide it under my tongue for later / It always happens this way / I stop making sense to me // Animals just know better than us / Snap-Instinctual Reaction must be better than this / Than this // If you gave me some Theophorin / I'd hide it under my tongue for later / It always happens this way / I stop making sense to me / To me / If you gave me some Theophorin / I'd hide it under my tongue for later / It always happens this way / I stop making sense to me / To me."
{Wind}
{Incidental Noise}
{Birds}
{Rain Gutters, Broken Branches, Coughing}
{Guitar Errata}
{Scraping}
{Sighs}
{Laughter--Nervous}
END TRANSCRIPTION.
Track Name: AT DUSK!
START TRANSCRIPTION:
{Mechanical Clunk}
{Birds}
FRAMING HAPPINESS: "I'm tired of lobbing bombs no one can read / But I've been studying how to talk for so long / I've gotten so good no one knows what I'm trying to say--{COUNTING}--// And-- / Oh Cemeteries look like furniture now / Poor-- / Oh Poor Dear we stopped meeting their stare // I don't want to really realize that my future's plastic / I hope a place is coming where we won't have to sleep / But by now by now by now by now by now / Even if we found God's old bones we'd still call him a monkey--{COUNTING}--// And-- / Oh Cemeteries look like furniture now / Poor-- / Oh Poor Dear we stopped meeting their stare / And-- / Oh Cemeteries look like furniture now / Poor-- / Oh Poor Dear we stopped meeting their stare."
{Birds, Wind}
{Wringing Of Hands}
{Mechanic Clunk}
{Fireworks}
{Unknowable Voices}
{Mechanic Clunk}
STATESCAPES: "I – I – I know / What – what we say / And we leave it to the Church / And The Hands-Out Industry / I – I – I know / What – what we say / And we leave it to the Church / And The Hands-Out Industry /I – I – I know / How – how we live / We sing la-la la-la-la-la / La-la-la-la-la // If Irony’s really dead—it’s so funny / You still don’t mean what you say / If Irony’s really dead—it’s so funny / I still don’t mean what I say / Oh, what I say // I’m – I’m – I’m trying / I’m trying to / Strike you like a match / From a dead book / I’m – I’m – I’m trying / I’m trying to / Strike you like a match / From a dead, dead book / Because I – I – I know / How – how we live / We sing la-la la-la-la-la-la / La-la-la-la-la // If Irony’s really dead—it’s so funny / You still don’t mean what you say / If Irony’s really dead—it’s so funny / I still don’t mean what I say / Oh, what I say // Oh – oh we set up photo shoots for memories / Oh – oh we set up photo shoots for memories / Oh – oh we set up photo shoots for memories / But we’re full of heat and it’s 1951 at night / We’re full of heat and it’s 1951 at night / We’re full of heat and it’s 1951 at night / We’re full of heat and it’s 1951 at night.”
{Wind, Crickets}
{Dusk}
{Airplane}
{Yips, Running}
{Lonesome Handclaps}
END TRANSCRIPTION.