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I Forgot To Remember You
02:44
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The snow is coming down under the light electric blue.
I see a twig curved like your eyebrow and I remember I forgot you.
Back then the weekends felt like they would last all night.
I put my hands in my pocket, keep walking and I thank the light.
Don’t know what I’m going through,
And I forgot to remember you.
Now you’re gone and I am too,
And I forgot to remember you.
We were a stain on each other’s memories.
I don’t think about you now that I’ve been released.
CS: vocals, electric 12 & 6 string guitars, acoustic 12 string
Andy Beisel: bass, vocals
Marshall Burns: acoustic guitar
Ian Cameron: drums, tambourine
Clayton Linthicum: electric 6 string guitar
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A Road That Goes On
03:20
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I’ve been driving so long, I got someplace to be.
Regina in the rearview, the prairie sage dithers.
The lights on the dashboard dance to Ian & Sylvia.
I’ve been trying to tell you, but I got nothing to say.
Vancouver didn’t do it, Calgary blew it,
Meadow Lake’s so far away from me.
A road that goes on and on and on and on.
Don’t know if I’ll make it to you tonight.
I would but I’m quickly losing the light.
I want to see you, that is true.
I hope this road leads back to you.
I’ve been flying solo, going from A to B.
’78 Plymouth burns up gas like air
Especially getting up the height of land in winter.
I’ve been driving so long, nowhere else to be.
You see the lights then they disappear
Beneath the horizon of jack pine trees.
CS: vocals, electric 12 & 6 string guitars, shaker
Andy Beisel: bass, vocals
Marshall Burns: acoustic guitar, vocals
Piper Burns: cowbell
Ian Cameron: drums, tambourine
Devon Floyd: vocals
Clayton Linthicum: electric 6 string guitar
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Birdie, go slowly and with your song,
And me with my feet below me I’ll sing along,
Though I jostle to be free, I can be no one else but me.
Try to say things, that rarely come out as planned,
There are things about me even I don’t understand.
Let the records tell a story.
They hint toward little bits of me.
I rhyme words that I like,
Cloak their meaning in twangy psych,
And I play in a ton of bands,
Yet there are things about me even I don’t understand.
Birdie, I’m trying to stay real with you.
If we keep flying it’ll be an easy thing to do.
Sometimes I’ll probably go quiet,
That’s my own nature that I fight.
Take the reverb from my voice and remove the pan.
There are things about me even I don’t understand.
CS: vocals, acoustic 12 string guitar, tambourine
Ian Cameron: pedal steel guitar
Lucas Goetz: drums
Clayton Linthicum: electric 6 string guitar
Lenore Maier: vocals
Chris Mason: bass
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Sour cherry moonshine Jane, she’ll drink up the whole damn plain.
Let her roam lose for she can’t be tamed,
She’s sour cherry moonshine Jane.
You won’t forget her name.
She’s sour cherry moonshine Jane, she knows if she’ll be staying
On a blanket on the beach listening to Sade.
She’s sour cherry moonshine Jane.
You won’t forget her name, she’s sour cherry moonshine Jane.
She’s sour cherry moonshine Jane, purple lips and tongue wine-stained.
She spills the jar of booze again, she’s sour cherry moonshine Jane.
You won’t forget her name, she’s sour cherry moonshine Jane.
CS: vocals, electric 12 & 6 string guitars, drum machine, keyboard
Andy Beisel: bass
Marshall Burns: acoustic guitar
Ian Cameron: drums, pedal steel guitar
Clayton Linthicum: electric 6 string guitar
Amber Pb: viola
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I won’t sit here and pretend that coming from Saskatchewan
Doesn’t mean different things to different people.
There’s beards in trucks; hats and sunglasses vaping down a bumpy highway.
Chris asks if we wanna stay and see how the other side lives, boys
See how the other side lives
All the Chads call their partners woman and knock down fifteen shots
In as many minutes, I guess that makes them feel they’re men.
It’s like my friend Tim says, “we’re living in the new Sask.”
Marshall asks if we wanna stay and see how the other side lives, boys
See how the other side lives.
Saskatchewan got a shoutout on Lou Reed’s “Stupid Man,”
And in The Sopranos first season.
The references are great but it doesn’t highlight the fact that Buffy’s from here.
Piper asks if we wanna stay and see how the other side lives, boys
See how the other side lives.
I hate topical songs, they sound too preachy,
And they always age terribly.
In this song I fear that I sound like a late-period Neil Young.
Chris asks if we wanna stay and see how the other side lives, boys
See how the other side lives.
CS: vocals, electric 12 & 6 string acoustic guitars, organ, shaker
Ian Cameron: tambourine
Lucas Goetz: drums, organ
Clayton Linthicum: electric 6 string guitar
Chris Mason: bass
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Leaving Shadows
04:41
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You’re leaving shadows strewn across the floor,
Something where you once were.
Is it a feeling, or just a closing door?
Am I somewhat sure?
The floorboards creak and moan
Out your name,
An echo, a silent refrain,
A shadow and nothing more.
You’re leaving shadows across the windowpane,
When I look its disappeared.
I hear your footsteps gingerly walk away.
I stare back at myself in the mirror.
The domestic world is a blank canvas
To be sketched upon,
On the bedspread where you used to lay
But forgot to stay.
I’m leaving shadows effortlessly,
Forgetting where I’ve been.
Sometimes it’s like you’ve gotten into me,
The moments I’m still captured in.
The fridge still hums and the furnace drones,
Though you wouldn’t remember them.
You’re leaving shadows in my home
I wish that you’d be going.
I never even think of you, you know
So why are you still leaving shadows?
CS: vocals, acoustic & electric 6 string guitars, sleigh bells, synth
Vanessa Benson: vocals
Lucas Goetz: drums, organ
Clayton Linthicum: electric 6 string guitar
Chris Mason: bass
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7. |
Blue City
02:57
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I don’t know what I’m gonna do,
Got something that I wanted to say to you.
Don’t know if I should say it
Because I might regret it, I always do.
I’ll just wait a couple weeks,
And hope that you will too
Because I’m bored and indifferent without you,
Lost and lonely in a city that is blue
Blue city
I don’t know what I’m gonna do.
I got a new song but I wouldn’t want to sing it to you.
You don’t say much I don’t say anything,
You wouldn’t hear it it’s the same as anything
I always do,
And when the weather turns and the wind doesn’t burn
I’ll bored and indifferent without you
Lost and lonely in a city that is blue.
Blue city
And when the weather turns I hope I will too.
I’ll bored and indifferent without you.
Lost and lonely in a city that is blue.
Blue city
CS: vocals, electric 6 string guitar, piano
Andy Beisel: bass, vocals
Marshall Burns: acoustic guitar, vocals
Ian Cameron: drums, tambourine
Devon Floyd: vocals
Clayton Linthicum: electric 6 string guitar
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Waking every morning and wanting to stay at home.
All roads lead me back to my own front door.
Living is nothing if working’s your only friend.
Hallelujah, it’s quitting time again.
I only work for the money and that doesn’t come free.
Let me go back to where someone waits for me.
4:00 is too far, but I’ll be here until then.
Hallelujah, it’s quitting time again.
Don’t make work until I die with my glasses covered in paint.
Hallelujah, it’s quitting time again.
It doesn’t make much sense to leave everything you love for the day,
To change the colours of rooms from Monday to Friday.
And I wonder what I’d be doing if I wasn’t here.
Hallelujah, it’s quitting time again
CS: vocals, electric 12 string guitar
Andy Beisel: bass, vocals
Marshall Burns: acoustic guitar, vocals
Ian Cameron: drums, pedal steel guitar, tambourine
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You can’t speak with a mouth full of wine.
Words won’t form and if they could you would be lying.
Run, woman, run stay away from him.
You can’t speak with a mouth full of wine.
You can’t think right with a head full of beer.
Even tomorrow his thoughts still won’t be clear.
Don’t listen to him or try to make sense.
You can’t think right with a head full of beer.
When his mouth is full you can take that as a sign.
He can hardly verbalize between swallows, that lonesome whine.
His actions never match the things he says he’ll change.
You can’t speak with a mouth full of wine.
CS: vocals, electric 6 string guitars
Andy Beisel: bass
Marshall Burns: acoustic & electric 6 string guitars
Piper Burns: cowbell
Ian Cameron: drums, shaker
Clayton Linthicum: electric 6 string guitar
Lenore Maier: vocals
Amber Pb: viola
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10. |
The Great Unseen
02:45
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I got drunk and it lasted for days.
There’s crust in my eyes and holes in my brain.
And I don’t even know what is today.
I’m driving fast going north on the #16 highway.
Looking for the great unseen.
The highway’s a blur and there’s sweat on my head.
It’s still hot as shit even though the sun’s going down up ahead.
The stereo’s playing Peter Rowan’s “Panama Red.”
I’m out here trying to recapture something that’s definitely dead.
Looking for the great unseen.
Rolling through the valley, through the fog and losing light.
I only got two cigarettes left, and Lord, that ain’t right.
Saskatoon is up ahead, the gilded palace of night.
I bet if I saw myself now I’d go home, well I still just might.
Looking for the great unseen.
CS: vocals, electric 6 string guitar
Andy Beisel: bass, pedal steel guitar
Marshall Burns: acoustic guitar
Ian Cameron: drums, shaker
Clayton Linthicum: electric 6 string guitar
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11. |
Lilacs Are Aflame
02:54
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Lilacs are blooming, all aflame.
Lavender daydream we are the same,
But I can’t stare at the sun.
Your anthers quiver and I’ve none.
But I’ve been dreaming since I met you.
Lilacs are flaming, all abloom.
Petals prance past peculiarly.
Love’s lost leaving longingly.
I have stared into the dark
Corridors of my heart.
If you want to leave, please come back,
We can bloom again if we look into the sun.
CS: vocals, electric 12 & acoustic guitars, drums, bass, synth, piano, tambourine
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I was a sailor on a choppy sea,
Until the tide brought you to me.
I was descending into the sound,
Water lapped starboard then I ran aground.
The crow is cawing, but not for me.
The trees are budding with brand new leaves.
Love is here and we are in tune,
So let’s sit here baby, beneath the psychedelic moon.
We walk the streets and stay on dry land.
In the lunar light I held your hand.
The solstice comes but it won’t stay,
But I will for at least another day.
CS: vocals, electric & acoustic 12 string & baritone guitars, synth, keyboards, drum machine, bass, drums
Lenore Maier: vocals
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Snake River regina, Saskatchewan
Music inspired by the residents of Snake River Mountain & Mr. McKruski.
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