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Days to the West

by The Larch

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1.
Tons of Time 03:52
We've got tons of time - we don't know What we're going for but it's not here, We've got tons of time to get things started But what they are and where they go is not so clear... What were we looking for in the shopping centre, Sure wasn't furniture or dryers that spin Stop at the record shop or maybe the news agent for rolling tobacco and a packet of skins Watching the game you're not sure you can win When you gonna join in? What were we on about sitting in the local, Two pints of tanglefoot and a clue please Post-punk, folk, funk, instrumental, vocal Rock criticism with your pickle and cheese Living the life but you're feeling the squeeze Time gentlemen please...we've got tons of time... One of these days we'll get our exit strategy worked out And face the world outside this tiny market town...
2.
It's monkey happy hour monkeys are growing up Tasting the sweet and sour trying their monkey luck To see what might come up Happy the family isn't here, happy they're out with their friends Happy it's Friday then sad when Friday has to end We'll muddle through until it's monkey happy hour again It's monkey happy hour part of the human day Setting aside the dour lessons to learn a new lesson a different way Beer's in the barrel and in the glass, whiskey and some rules will bend Boys will meet girls and some monkey romances will end we'll say adieu until it's monkey happy hour again Monkey happy hour, monkey happy hour Lose that angsty glower it's monkey's happy hour Monkey's finest happy hour...
3.
I was such a mess yesterday, Daddy didn't come home - at least not to stay There must be something wrong with me Ma keeps screamin' "you're just like your daddy" It's all just common sense that somehow I can't follow Better get what I can today 'Cause I've already lost tomorrow Drivin' into town tonight Those heavy clubs and bars will knock me to new heights But I won't let them knock me out There's a secret fight inside that wants another bout Meanwhile for this round I'll have a shot and wallow Better get what I can today 'Cause I've already lost tomorrow...
4.
I remember the common; quiet by the riverside, Fire in the hearth on an overcast day... The snow fell down on the square of the village Savoured at least; the time in the East Now we count what's left as days to the West And we charted a course for the age of discovery Followed the stars leading far from the shore The rain poured down on the streets of the city Mariners, we'd kept our backs to the East... Then we made the best of days to the West
5.
Honey Bee 02:10
Honey bee democracy; You sell me and if we agree, Together we'll dance sweetly for the swarm, Give 'em substance & we'll give 'em form Honey bee help me to see; Foraging for the sweetest flower Please yourself but you don't cross the bee line, Know yourself but also know the hive... Honey Bee! You and me can't merely follow And we can't all be the queen, But we might've found a place that's inbetween... Honey bee a guide to me; Dance away any doubt all day Balancing the nectar & the sting, Living in the super family...
6.
Midweek Nebula, Midweek Nebula, Midweek Nebula Monday's away and so the working week is off to a fine start Futures are up the daily heat index is heading off the chart Gravity's keeping the crew in place Ice cappuccino is setting the pace Who'd ever think you're on the brink Midweek Nebula Tuesday the big rip came when Beverly absconded from the top Everyone in the lower echelons felt the old G forces drop Spinning around a sunken sun Worlds collide and places are won The system's undone, the next is begun Agnes and Agatha rose up to keep the old line going Bobby went retrograde; spiraling under age & ego Hit a new low... Midweek Nebula, Midweek Nebula, Midweek Nebula Midweek Nebula...
7.
First face takes offence no matter what you've said Thinks you mock its origins, you think it not well read. First face thinks you're such a mollycoddled twit First face clawed its way on up but you were handed it The second face loves you, understands you Is inviting you to lunch The second face likes you, is behind you till the fatal blow: second face is the first to go Second face is the first to go First face likes to hide and take surreptitious snips Second's charged with taking ground and then keeping it Underneath the brilliant self portrait There's a piece of work far more complex Starting to show as the surface gets thin When surface can no longer win...
8.
The Bishop's got his hat on - he's coming out today He's the new man & he's gonna have his say The flock are so excited now the shepherd's back in place Some sad & some delighted but all want to see his face All reckon this is the way... How long will anyone care who gets the Bishop's chair How long will anyone need to know the Bishop's there The more you know those old beliefs are stretched beyond repair How long will anybody care? The Bishop's got his hat on - he's on the balcony He's blessing via radio and satellite link The flock are led along into the technological era File under "fills a need" and file with all other "true" Religions lasting millennia...
9.
Doris and Vivien, Cyril and Millicent Come to the house, sit in the garden We'll raise up a glass in the shy English sun While the rain's away, only for the day Don't shed a tear today, come with some cheer today Today is the day we'll visit the lady She'll put on her pearls and nail polish And sit up to greet the friends All who can attend In two places at once till the evening is done They'll slip into one as the past and tomorrow agree Reluctantly...
10.
Epigenetics 02:37
Storms of the father, famine and plenty The past lies silent where it fell Hearts beat and bones move, timers inside you Awake from sleeping in their cells Epigenetics, archival echo in you Epigenetics, head & heart follow the cue... And did those sounds sung so long past Still ring in the hidden depths Lost refrains will be heard yet...

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"Not a single miss on this album: another winner from a group that deserves to be much better known than they are."
- New York Music Daily newyorkmusicdaily.wordpress.com/2012/09/27/larch/

"...if you like the way Pulp and Squeeze’s Glenn Tilbrook do their thing, then The Larch is for you..." Golden Mixtape
goldenmixtape.wordpress.com/2012/08/27/the-larch-days-to-the-west/

Days to the West is all about TIME & the changes that time brings to peoples lives; cycle of life songs told in the typical non-linear fashion of the Larch...

The Larch was formed in the late 90s by UK/US dual national Ian Roure with two friends from the 90’s NYC alternative music scene. Taking their cue from some of the more rocking elements of the UK Britpop movement – particularly Ash and Blur – they set about creating their own version of melodic guitar pop; drawing on Roure’s UK roots while also inspired by the offhand creativity of "lo-fi" bands like GBV and Pavement.

Fast forward15 years and, after several line up changes and a marriage, the Larch since 2006 have been; Ian Roure guitars & vocals, Liza Roure keyboards & vocals, Ross Bonadonna bass and Tom Pope drums. This line up has been responsible for recording 3 CDs: 2008's science fact & fiction odyssey Gravity Rocks, the arcanely named Larix Americana in 2010 and Days to the West (2012).

Musically, they continue to mix their post-punk pop with elements of psychedelic rock - broadening their sound and scope while retaining their former energy and wit; find out why the kids on the internet are calling these new songs “A bloody f**kin' triumph”, “Gorgeous!” & “just what the doctor ordered”.

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released September 19, 2012

Ian Roure: guitars, vocals, fx, percussion
Liza Roure: keyboards, vocals
Ross Bonadonna: bass, percussion
Tom Pope: drums

with Alice Hamlet: cello and Rebecca Weiner-Tomkins: violin on tracks 4 & 9. Recorded & engineered by Ross Bonadonna at Wombat Recording Brooklyn New York. Produced by Ian Roure. Steampunk-inspired band photo by Virpi Kanervo. Collages & design by Ian Roure

(c) & (p) 2012 Ian M. Roure

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The Larch Brooklyn, New York

“THE LARCH – catchy, lyrically brilliant psychedelic new wave rock from Brooklyn” NY Music Daily

"... solidly good, cleverly lyrical albums that draw deeply on British new wave.
- Lucid Culture

"...if you like the way Pulp and Squeeze’s Glenn Tilbrook do their thing, then The Larch is for you..." Golden Mixtape

"Psychedelic pop for now people".
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