Impromptus

by New Metro

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Impromptus was recorded at home in Arlington, VA and Richmond, VA during impromptu sessions between Ben Foster, Robert Burdick, and Paul Gulley over a period of a few months in 2012 - 2013. The album is basically co-written, I don't really want to go into separating parts written at this point since the process was so cohesive.

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released January 27, 2013

Vocals, acoustic guitar, piano recording, mixing, and mastering by Ben Foster
Vocals, mandolin, violin, and piano by Robert Burdick
Vocals and piano by Paul Gulley
The lyrics to Crazy Jane were written by William B. Yates

"some stunning songs" - The Sound of Confusion

"Zuletzt haben sich die Washingtoner LoFi-Melancholiker von New Metro typischem Singer/Songwriter-Folk eher satirisch genähert. Nicht so auf ihrem aktuellen Album „Impromptus“, auf dem sie mit Mandolinen, Violinen, Piano und natürlich einer akustischen Gitarre die Grenzen des Genres ausloten. Dabei sticht besonders das aufwühlende „Bones“ heraus, das mit jeder Sekunde an Intensität gewinnt und sich hinter Conor Oberst oder Okkervil River nicht zu verstecken braucht. „Impromptus“ kann komplett von Bandcamp geladen werden." - RP Online: Klicktipps

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Track Name: Waterheim
water fight, waterheim

they say everything just blows away, sure as hell hope this goes away
when summer comes again, i'll lick my wounds and start again
Track Name: Bones
bones and eyes and mouth
it's the boy
and he's hiding out

i could touch his face
fills with color in the place
where the sky hangs low

his mother is below
she won't know
he won't cry anymore he's the lord
Track Name: Way Out In the Woods
way out in the woods
i don't wanna fall
and i don't wanna get

way out in the woods
i don't wanna fall
and i don't wanna get hurt

way out in the woods
you got called a name
and i just laid there dying
bleeding from the heart

sitting here at home
n i'm just holding a cigarette
Track Name: Crazy Jane
'Love is all
Unsatisfied
That cannot take the whole
Body and soul';
And that is what Jane said.

'Take the sour
If you take me
I can scoff and lour
And scold for an hour.'
'That's certainly the case,' said he.

'Naked I lay,
The grass my bed;
Naked and hidden away,
That black day';
And that is what Jane said.

'What can be shown?
What true love be?
All could be known or shown
If Time were but gone.'
'That's certainly the case,' said he.
Track Name: Island
Falling fog on windswept, rain-soaked dunes
Scatters time and time again the shifting hope
And static dread of the islander's heart.
With every angered pulse on Pamlico's door
Withered and decaying sands yield precious inches
Gathered from unknowable sources
Defying god and all his might and vigor
Stands tall and resolute cedar-planked forests
Of fleeting homes for passersby in transit
To life beyond, yet searching for recluse
Those straggled scattered few
bent to nature's winds
disquieted by howling ululations
And stretched by pounding undulation
then live in shifting tides of changing faces
Yes those straggled scattered few are lifted then
to life commensurate of all before them
Who haunt the hypnagogic mass of fleeting bathers;
Spirits ancestral who, by their divinity
Blow winds as fierce as on the rain-soaked dunes.
Those straggled scattered few
Then stranded though they be
Live life empyreal and noble through that force
That bends them for that force shall one day,
And for time immeasurable, be conflated with their own
Falling fog calls forth those scattered dead
That stranded, dreading, staid their time
And left upon this fragile strip, ever mortal
A life beyond, remembered well.
Track Name: Belfast
Empty streets and brackish puddles
Pains of setaceous caterwauling wind
on rain-streaked broken panes
Gently rising mist round illucid lamps
Sweet skies scented with smoke
and purple clouds obscuring stars
houses, homes are ever living
faintly lighted warm, and welcome
picking out the unlit buildings
broken home and house divided
out the broken windows, crying
Pains of living scream with the wind
Throes of death speak loudest silent
Track Name: Pretty Girls
pretty girls rock your world n you'll never have a heart
in their dress you'll find the best, back behind her night dress
she's quiet, coy, she's great at sex
she's so profound you'll never see
she's shallow as a puddle

now I know all women are bad
they're evil little things
and if one's hands are 'round your neck, might as well be a string
Track Name: We'll Be Old And Numb In The End
I am so harsh, and you are so pretty
maybe on Monday we'll go make a baby
or in a year
in a year it'll be Sunday
when all our problems are fears

a few short years later, our kid will be big
and when he gets angry, he'll yell like a bitch
we'll holler and fight, because no one is happy
the world will seem small, stupid, and lacking

i'm scared for my children
i'm scared for their mother
she's over the edge, though i know i still love her
but our family is strangled and dead
i just hope to God that this ends

we'll be old and numb in the end
the numbness seems better than this
better than this shit
Track Name: Paxmanhoba
there's a soft ringing in your chest
from the bullets that I laid there
and I hope that you'll forgive me in a year

there's a soft ringing in your chest
from the bullets that I laid there
and I hope that you'll forget me in a year