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unhappybirthday - Keanu

"Timeshift" was recorded live at Spectrum New York 08/27/14 for the Ambient-Chaos series.

Gear used: Roland Juno-60, Roland JP-8080, Peavey Cirrus Bass, Korg G3 processor, Roland SPD-SX sampler; recorded on a Zoom H4n

Timeshift

CHROMATICS / SHADOW (8 Track Version)

Black Buick

"Taipeh" comes from unhappybirthday's second album Schauer, to be released December 18th, 2015, by Night-People.

unhappybirthday - Taipeh

Figures creeping on the ceiling
Numbers changing time away
Blue wings and coloured photographs
They're replacable, no reason to stay
The tides on the shores pulse and sway

I flare up and burn bright in the pitch black sky
I am colours and I am sound
I'm a long forgotten northern light
I am not lost, but I will be found, I will be found.

Awake by the river, watch the day grow pale
Wait for the city to come to life
A long way from home, even further in my mind
Over the water, a flock of birds takes to flight
Swinging themselves into inconceivable heights

I flare up and burn bright in the pitch black sky
On emptiness and nicotine
I'm a long lost child of uncommon sights
Invisible now, but I will be seen, I will be seen

Don't let me fade again into the shadows
Don't let me slip into the dark
Hold my hand through my nightly terrors
And calm the storm in my heart
Illuminate the space between the stars
Between the stars

Northern Light

"Schauer" comes from unhappybirthday's second album Schauer, to be released December 18th, 2015, by Night-People.

unhappybirthday - Schauer

A lo-fi demo of a song I wrote in my head (at least parts of it) while the love of my life was sleeping in my arms.

"I catch your falling body
Breathing slowly in my arms
Draped in soothing waves of honey
We take and give each other warmth
Abandoned lifelines are reformed

Without hesitation
I step into the dark
We follow burning constellations
Black mirrors carrying our bark
Made of porcelain with crimson marks

My head lies calm between your hands around my face
Thoughts come to rest and leave the labyrinth of old days
The air goes back and forth between our naked lungs
Two heartbeats counting seconds, filling hours,
One by one by one by one by one

Engraved in aeons of creation
In peaceful innocence aligned
Old planets ceasing alteration
Good omens and growing faith entwined
And nothing's left but our souls immersed in time

Now golden particles of dust
Are swirling down from way up high with endless trust
Like light falling through amber stained with rust
The universe alone surrounding us"

The Lovers

Born Broken

recorded 4 years ago at 2am with eddie alteslieben crouched over electric drum pad and Amy Faunce squezzed in corner on bass and Rabeah Lteif on guitar ...after she was done with a double shift of bartending we recorded it at 230ish am ...(music and words originally written by Amy Faunce on the day of Rabeah Lteifs dear friends funeral service...this is the 1st version which was ment to remain a Mechanical Heart track but was re- recorded @ carlot studios by Robie Buxton for Electric lIons Last Lp release..enjoy

02 Bryan (Version One)

similar to Bryan version 1 this song was originally meant for Mechanical Heart but Electric Lion sound wave ended up playing the song and eventually re recording it under the clever name Come down now Ver 2 and released also on the last E.L.S.W.E Lp .....original recording has Rabeah Lteif playing the simple drum pattern on the tom and snare ,then overdubing all other instruments with vocals written and performed by Lteif and Faunce,
ENJOY!!!

Come Down Now Version 1

Equinox

Electric Orb

unhappybirthday - Smileys

Taken from Rips' forthcoming self-titled debut LP. Released by Faux Discx on June 16. Pre-order here: www.fauxdiscx.com/shop/rips
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Brooklyn based Rips have quickly built a reputation amongst NYC showgoers, winning them over with their virtuous melodies and sheer ferocity amidst an endless flurry of shows. Their songs may channel late '70s New York City bands like Television and The Feelies, but Rips propels these references into something new. Their self-titled debut, produced by Austin Brown of Parquet Courts, is eleven tracks of buzzing guitar riffs driven by a charged rhythm section, all set under lyrics that are actually worth a damn.

Rips (the record) takes cues from the moonlighting era of rock, while delivering a set of songs distinctly fit for the modern age. Once described as a “hyperreal rock n’ roll group”, the phrase “borne forward ceaselessly into the future" is more what they’re going for here.

So break an old habit. Let your hair down (or up). Rips will take you there.

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