our season on fire

by silver walks

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The debut EP by Silver Walks, an electronic band from the East Coast. Combines modern electronics and noise with classic WaxTrax! beats and emotional songwriting.

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released July 24, 2015

silver walks - our season on fire

www.thesilverwalks.com

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Vocals, programming, arrangements, Oberheim Matrix 6, Novation Bass-station 2, Roland Juno-106, Minimoog - Daniel McCullough.

Modular on Our Season On Fire - Mike Bradberry.

All tracks recorded January 2014 - January 2015, in Lancaster and Philadelphia.

Mixed, mastered and barely tolerated by the very patient & helpful Eric Sochocki in Nashville. Additional production by Tim Heireth.

Album & track art: the "Opus One" series, by Ken Altobello.

To my mentors at various times - Jordan Vesteyo, Eric Carter, Steven Archer - thank you, and I owe you. I had given up on ever getting to actually do this, and look where we are now.

Let's see how much punctuation I can handily abuse -

Erin, Emily, Carrie, Mom, Dad & the whole McCullough/Fry/Peris/deLaurentis clan - I love you. That is a lot of backslashes.

Thanks to Jim Marcus for the beautiful logo.

Shadowland family & alumni - Kiltboy, Dave Ghoul & Steph; Jay Diesel; Donna, Steven and Rick from Ego Likeness; Ian Staer; DJ Phranque; Brian Graupner & the Gothsicles; Steve, Katie & Denman from Technophobia and the whole DC crew; Chris, Holly, Matt and Dylan from Cimmerian; Nathan and the rest of DeathMaschine; Tom, Paul and Mike from Assemblage 23; Lenny Cenotype; Jarv & Dan from Panic Lift; Rexx Arkana, in multiple forms; and all you other lovely weirdos that routinely make my weekend.

Hugs to Kat & Todd Geiger, Adam & Kim Vavrick, Mike Bradberry & Kassi Cork, Adam Ramsey, David Saunders, Annie Leffel, Gregg Barley & the Chameleon Club, Bill Speakman and the rest of Tellus360, Adam Taylor, Katie Seifarth, Hudson van Ormer, Ryan Mast, Matt Moran, Matt Brossman & Jamie Hintz, Dan & Vince Dead on TV, Lauren Seif, Doug Dennis, Zak & Gretchen Schwartz, Carpe Noctem Magazine, Anna de Meo, Annika & Brenton, Tim & Mandy Heireth, Neska Lapicki, Patrick Rodgers, Steven Seibold, Eric Gottesman, the whole Asylum 13 family, John Tronsor, Apple R304.

This EP is dedicated to the memory of Chuck & Cecelia Fry, Jamie Duffy, Tristan Egolf and everyone else who left us too soon.

If I missed you, blame the memory and not the heart.
I promise the next one won't take 10 years.

Silver Walks kindly asks that you visit and consider

Amnesty International (www.amnesty.org)
and
RAINN (www.rainn.org)

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silver walks blends classic WaxTrax! electronics with melodic beats, emotional songwriting, and analog noise.

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Track Name: rearview (adrienne's mirror)
do you remember who we were the days before we fell?
I've been trying to write it down
an endless December
the shivers say more than the words could tell
like tidal waves that cleanse the ground of the fall

acceleration
"speed is distance over time." you said
through the howling torrent's din
acceleration
these endless loops that turned our gold to lead
as the flood came rushing in

you were ascending
you built your makeshift wings from wax to fly
weightless as you used to be
you were ascending
an ember soaring far across the sky
to watch the flood rush over me

crack the mirror, facets remain
fake a smile for the dialtone to explain

a kiss on a coma that went too deep
no way to wake a world asleep
draining the hue
the rearview mirror takes its toll
on lives that spin out of control
i wait for you
Track Name: tidal
"or this town will be our grave," is what she wrote
to hang a gentle noose around a willing throat
I know when I am here with you, I am alone
I know this place, I know its name

Red sky calling out its invitation, staring at the sea
The years spent diving under
Tried to find just what they meant to me
The walking wounded since I can't remember when
Swam beyond the breakers
Raise your arms to drown or start again

And now the undertow pulls the swimmers out to sea
Kiss the tide that carried us far from who we used to be
I couldn't fake it, no matter what you say.
We'll never make it back to shore now anyway.

Build the drowning-days from tender knives and glass
Whispered promises that never seemed to last
As the water rises, I let go your hand
I know this place, I know its name

Sirens calling out their invitation, staring at the sea
The years spent diving under
Tried to find just what they meant to me
The walking wounded since I can't remember when
Swam beyond the breakers
Raise your arms to drown or start again

And now the undertow pulls the swimmers out to sea
Kiss the tide that carried us far from who we used to be
I couldn't fake it, no matter what you say.
We'll never make it back to shore now anyway.
Track Name: black doves
Walk the past on down to Grandview
Let the aging blister peel
No more time to dream of black doves
No more time for it to heal

Matchstick burning on the pavement
to torch the last of the polaroids
I took the first ride out
you know I got the scars to prove it
our childhood dreams now left destroyed

we fade away towards some new tomorrow
fade away, stranger hours to follow.
fade away, desperate for tomorrow
fade away, as strangers when we meet.

and the clock ticks off its promise
forever, 'til we change our mind
there's no more time to dream of black doves
just two coils of smoke, now un-entwined
Track Name: our season on fire
anxious wanders in a world free of technicolor
try to run the race forever two steps behind
down beneath the smoke, we crawl towards some fabled exit
to keep in my heart what will never be kept in mind

anxious wanders in
a war of each against all
bang my head against a future now undefined
no one asked for this, and no one shares an answer
the fading glory of the place where we crossed the line

all our lives, a dream in a locked room's embers
how to breathe when your world is on fire

face the coming storm, a million sighs an hour
if it's me or you, you know what my choice will be
anxious wanders in a memory of purpose
every door is closed
but somehow, some way
I will be free.