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The Hymnals On A Clear Day EP

by Chris Page

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You rolled your eyes in sequence With the passing cop car lights You regaled us with your tales of sober nights When you stayed home from inertia With the ringing in your ears As we both declined to live beyond our years. When your levee breaks I might have some phone calls to make. As we hopped around apartments On those iron balconies I was scared to death you’d cut me at the knees. Like the twisted chunk of metal I was caught in space and time I could feel your warm persuasion coaxing mine Then at Les Foufounes We drank away the afternoon. While the Mystic Zealots sound checked With their tennis racket tone Their feedback made me think of you alone. We’ll sing hymnals on a clear day And we’ll swing from chandeliers And we won’t be sorry trashing our careers. We won’t go with the frat kids Who are largely out of touch They chew and spit cliche’s out like a crutch. Who complains about the fallout When there’s battle tested minds We’ll fight the good fight here in 4/4 time. So if its cool, I’ll leave the weirding out to you I wish you knew, I love your subdueditude And if its cool, I’ll be here to duck down with you I wish you knew...
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You rolled your eyes in sequence With the passing cop car lights You regaled us with your tales of sober nights When you stayed home from inertia With the ringing in your ears As we both declined to live beyond our years. When your levee breaks I might have some phone calls to make. As we hopped around apartments On those iron balconies I was scared to death you’d cut me at the knees. Like the twisted chunk of metal I was caught in space and time I could feel your warm persuasion coaxing mine Then at Les Foufounes We drank away the afternoon. While the Mystic Zealots sound checked With their tennis racket tone Their feedback made me think of you alone. We’ll sing hymnals on a clear day And we’ll swing from chandeliers And we won’t be sorry trashing our careers. We won’t go with the frat kids Who are largely out of touch They chew and spit cliche’s out like a crutch. Who complains about the fallout When there’s battle tested minds We’ll fight the good fight here in 4/4 time. So if its cool, I’ll leave the weirding out to you I wish you knew, I love your subdueditude And if its cool, I’ll be here to duck down with you I wish you knew...

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Fuzzy memories of Montreal are at the core of this song I've been writing and enjoying playing to myself for a couple of years now.

But it's time to put it out there and hope it gets a job.

If it's cool, I'll be here to duck down with you.

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released January 19, 2022

Recorded December 2021 at the Las Vanier Haus of Fuzz.

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Chris Page Ottawa, Ontario

Songwriting for indie garage bands Expanda Fuzz, The Stand GT, Camp Radio, and all these folk songs I strum quietly to myself, just below the din.

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