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Alt Takes. Live Songs. Unreleased Tracks.

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by Dead Heart Bloom

 

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    Immediate download of the "Alt Takes, Live Songs, and Unreleased Tracks' series. Note: we will be releasing songs every 1 - 2 weeks for this series through the summer of 2010. Be sure to check back!

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Must I 05:09
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White Lies 03:08
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Chelsea Song #2 (electric version) 02:58
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Raspberry Beret 04:03
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ABOUT THIS SERIES
(for notes on individual songs, click the song links above).

The time between finishing a record and its release can be an odd time for a band. Some bands immediately jump into writing for the next record, some bands begin rehearsing for upcoming live dates (figuring out how to play those 20 overdubs live, for instance!), and some bands just take a break from music all together.

But, that time can also be a chance to reflect on past material and “clean out the closet”, so to speak. Alternate versions, outtakes, B-sides, live tracks and the occasional gem that just didn't fit the feel of a record are all part of this process. After finishing the recording our next release for the better part of a year, we’ve decided to reflect on our own past material and “clean out the closet”.

In this spirit, we’ll be releasing a number of alternate versions, B-sides, and live tracks over the course of the summer leading up to the release of the new record. These tracks contain a little bit of each category and, if anything, shed a little light into the creative process. But mainly, we simply thought these were songs that deserved to be heard. We hope you enjoy the series…
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released 07 June 2010
Written, recorded and produced by Dead Heart Bloom.
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Track Name: Must I
Must I seek
trouble in life
just to find something good?
Must I speak
in cynical lines
just to be understood?
Wait -
there's a fire on my sleeve
I've got a voice with which to sing
and that's enough.

Must we fake
being afraid
just to feel somewhat brave?
Must we wake
and suffer in chains
just till we watch them break?
Wait -
there's a fire on the street
it's making friends with all it meets
and that is all
I want.
Cause that's enough.

Must a life
shudder and fade
before we can know its name?
Must it end
just like song
singing a sad refrain?
Track Name: White Lies
I seen the better life
I seem so satisfied
I see the bright side of a war, and more,
I don't get sad inside
I fail but at least I try
I tell the truth but with a bit of all them

white lies
and cold eyes
hid behind a liar's smile
the teeth shined by a strange denial

I feel so good and gone
I sung my pretty song
I feel the pulling of a strong desire
to show you what I done
to show what is wrong
to tell you I can still command all them

white lies
and cold eyes
hid behind a dead man's trial
freed up by a jury of my peers
denied

I've read The Impersonal Life
I've watched them words go by
I've tried to make those maudlin thoughts apply
So I don't get sad inside
and fail, but still I'm trying
to tell the truth with just a bit of all them

white lies
and cold eyes
hid behind a mask that hides
a soul that's been tried and cast aside

with all them
white lies
and cold eyes
staring down a loser's pride
never knowing that's the way they're bound
to watch it die.
Track Name: Chelsea Song #2 (electric version)
There’s a record playing down my hall,
a new gothic blues that almost was,
but I can’t hear all the chords.

Now the record’s playing a perfect song,
and what we would have done for just one,
so I pick up my guitar.

I won’t crawl out ever again.
I won’t wait for it to begin,
or cry for something that might have been.

The record ends.
It’s so dead and used up it won’t mend.
So I won’t try anymore.

We won’t sway ever again,
we won’t let you fuck with our heads,
or fight for something to never end.

It’s not anger I’m feeling
so please don’t misunderstand me
when I say I don’t miss you no more.