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Matt Reid: vocals, keyboards, piano, glockenspiel
Dean Gallant: guitar
Kristina Parlee: bass
Luke Goguen: drums

with

Charles Austin & Laura Peek: vocals
Rachael Schwartz: cello
Sonia Grant: violin

lyrics

pouvons nous surmonter
notre obsession sans objet
avec les sons et la technologie
de la génération passée?

Hang on Melody
Last time I saw you, 2003
They buried you between the somewhat new
and somewhat unfamiliar to me
Could have been contenders
I suppose that’s how it goes
Spend enough on choreography
and not enough on clothes

Dust filled analog
The years between us measured in fog
You chose and trace until you find your place
There’s no predicting a shift in the cogs
And some of your words spoke to me I wanted to hear more
but I couldn’t find your demo tape in any store and I remain unsure

Late June love affair
The potentional was thin as air
I left the voicemail on but I was slow to respond
The summer’s gone, you’ve moved on who knows where
And I might not be so keen on this new one that you’re seeing
and a mutual accquaintance might have set my friend’s heart breaking
and the words I said just might be misinterpreted as spite
but if your work is universal maybe I’ll rehearse
another chance on you

You pick your battles before you hit the stage
Oh, how the mighty have fallen with age
You tell your father who won’t understand
just why you think they’re a fucking good band
You tell your mama, she won’t have a clue
But then again maybe neither will you
If what you cherished in your formative years
is the only thing remaining pleasing to your ears

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from Letters, released December 13, 2008

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