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Jubilee

by Hot Cops!

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Nicholas Garcia this album burns through like a prairie fire - once it begins, you can do nothing to stop it save dig the trenches that define the beginning and the end of the forest. the vocals ring out and stab like the bastard child of a snarling david yow and a contemplating michael stipe: the instrumentation is big and bold, equal measures desperation and bravado. from the first bombastic cymbal crash of "in love. in glasgow" to the galloping last stand of the title track, this record sticks to your bones. Favorite track: Jubilee.
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1.
Some of us were still fucking ghosts when there was this scene on the sound of the Islay all the coquettes in the gorse being washed away In reverie of St. Murdoch’s verse Morrissey was the devil back then Hell, he still is. He always has been. And the dead were ringing in my ear. The dead are telling me it’s near I’ve grown old in your swaddlin’ arms Yea, there was this drink in my blood when you came to me. 10,000 strong of the finest from Balvenie. See, I was less than the sum of parts And now I feel the darkest depart. Some of us were still fucking ghosts when there was this scene on the rocks of the isle Islay all the coquettes in a heather being washed away In reverie of something I am not but I would like to be: A voice for epiphany
2.
Bring me my knife I wanna loose my tongue tonight Lay out my life on a table in the summer light I watch the moon pool at its chest, taper, and wash away... The best stopped coming When I lost the heart of a young dark horse Decades in tow behind the beaming of a fatal glow Fevering verse into a cure that’s now a habit I hold the seed that lies unsown and watch a red fern grow alone I’ve grown tired Mourning the death of a young dark horse Make an effigy of the maps and put a fucking flag in its place The snow and ash stopped rising when the ties that bound caved in. I’m done crying
3.
Last night I saw the earth devour the horizon it’s like the last time we kissed on the night that gave me command to subjugate this wicked land I’ll make you happy, girl. You don’t have a say in this There’s a trail of girls between you and me they’re only territory Baby, I swear that I am a changed man it only took the sting of a thousand poison blades to remind me of your hand stopped reading Henry Miller, started reading Emily Post now I know the right hand to hold you with when I toast It took so much sin just to break you in and now you’re sitting at the foot of my bed with your Christian mouth and your Christian tongue and your Christian knees that bend down for another man I think you grew up wrong, you grew up too strong and sometimes I think your thighs could crush me in your sleep I wanna kiss you in the room you were born in My darling, this is our place now Outside these gates, are the busts of every woman that I once loved and they’re waiting on a train (Only Territory) pressing tiny flowers into books they cannot pray now here’s your last empty volume and here is your last bouquet There is nothing left between you and me You’re only territory
4.
I was alright, but I could not sleep that night I was alright...I think You were upset at the hotel Pere Marquette I wasn’t there yet...I would She said "This time you can't take these words back" The cardinal’s call would not get me through the fall And you’ll never call. If you’d say hello to the vacuum you used to know I could let go. We were prairie dock, we were goldenrod We weren’t permanent, rooted from the sod I just want to sleep for once
5.
Mary, I can’t give you the moon I spoke too soon and now the satellite is caught in Spanish broom Our Genesee grew brutalist and they insist that we are fortunate enough to coexist in a world they own and always will There is no hill they haven’t razed. There is no town they wouldn’t turn into a till Beneath a golden canopy I prayed that we would make it past our paper anniversary But paper’s more than I can afford There is a debt no honest man can pay and I would like some day to see my lord. I believe your love is meant for greater men You should never have to feel that doubt again The family church returned to stone Building and Loan became a BOA and took our only home The bridge collapsed; the river froze. We cannot choose a pace for tragedy, Mary, it always comes to us in droves
6.
There was a tire fire in Logan Square and the kindling was vinyl and matte black hair to your pitch black feet I was pitching woo we were listening to Benjamin channeling Lou. These kids wrapped bike chains around their necks and hung like stations from every deck of every brownstone. We fall asleep to the sway of the bodies, the swell of the heap. My crooked teeth, my dizzy spells my acne scars, my palsy bells the fear that radiates from my stem: I hope you’ll love me in spite of them.
7.
When we drove down Into the Memphis abandon, to the harbor where he drowned With candy-red palms You lifted up my head and said “I need you to be calm.” “We cannot be atoned. I need to be my own. I need to sleep alone. Lover, you should’ve stayed home.” We don’t function I twisted, I twisted and You put on Lorelei and murmured “kick his chain”, as we merged on 55 "Lover, you should've stayed home."
8.
Oh leaving love, I miss the state you put me in (a quiet crate) to cling to bars and atrophy before your dark facsimile She creeps in spasms through this place and now she’s mimicking your face am I a Polly Anna or will you come back? Will you come back? The bed breaks its spine This is a sign you’re leaving I burn the sheets we used to swell it leaves me in a dizzy spell I pass out from the smoke and heat and settle at the demon’s feet the sun illuminates its claws it’s waiting while a pregnant pause bears down with its duplicity on me The sun, it’s weight bears down on me Don’t want you coming back There is a monster here, mimicking your face but your sweetest glow, it cannot replace
9.
Jubilee 05:58
When you came in For the first time since we broke even I was scared of the trial, I was bridling bile I was wiping the dust from the courage that you’d left on my mantle Because I’d spent a lot on you and you’d spent a lot of me Jubilee. When you came here and we broke the bed like we used to, dear, and not each other’s setting bones, our sleeping catacombs would splay and our demons would keep us at bay When you’d thrown a lot for you and you’d thrown a lot for me...

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Infinite Thanks to "Dirty" Jon Hasselbring, Josh Klein, Gabriel Tongate, Jenny Daab, Keaton Daab, Cora Daab, Jen Harper, Sarah Meltzer Allen, Ron Schmitt, Linda Schmitt, Kim Schmitt, Aaron McCallister, Colin Larson, Chris Parker, Barbara Zukowski, Rachel Wittrig, Beardy, Damien Schlitt, Paige Spangler, Lorenzo Baber, Aroon Karuna, Withershins, WitchFeet, Grandkids, Scanlines, Tender Mercy, Damp Hay, New Ruins (RIP), The Dirty Gentlemen, Derrick Hart, Brief Candles, The Dirty Feathers, Oceans (RIP), Tractor Kings, Native, Take Care, Light Pollution, Trip The Light Fantastic, Brighton MA, Molehill, Harder to Fall, Panel Van, Quenchers, Elbo Room, Mike & Molly's, Cowboy Monkey, Pizza Works, The Red Barn, Whammy Bar (RIP), Black Dog BBQ, Primetime Pizza (RIP), Heirship Records, Phantom Note Productions, Busch Light, Mickey's, Fireball, & Everyone Who's Helped Us Along The Way And Our Memory Is Too Terrible To Enumerate.

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released September 30, 2014

Produced/Engineered/Mixed by Aaron McCallister at Earth Analog.
Mastered by Colin Larson. Written by Hot Cops!

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