that's lightning enough

To preview and then commemorate the Night School All Day even at The Art School in Glasgow on May 25th, the first 100 attendees will receive the "You Know Where You Are" cassette featuring tracks from Molly Nilsson, Group Rhoda, Clip Art, Yong Yong, Meddicine, Hausfrau, Happy Meals, Ubre Blanca and Apostille. 

Ubre Blanca - Vatican City

from the Hospital Productions record  "Risveglio", out July 27 2015.

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02 La Sveglia

song featured on the 1st Editorial Magazine cassette compilation
get a copy online:
http://editorialmagazine.bigcartel.com/product/editorial-friends-cassette-tape-pre-order

WHITE POPPY - CRUISIN'

Year of Glad is an experimental drone-folk collaboration based in Montreal. In 2014, the band self-released a six song lo-fi epic entitled Old Growth. Despite very little promotion the album received critical acclaim from The Quietus ("Awe-inspiring. Keep an eye on these guys.") and Under the Radar ("A huge sound...ethereal cacophony.") The press piqued the interest of small UK label Vox Humana and a remixed and remastered Old Growth is to be released on deluxe colored vinyl and digital download in November. 

Year of Glad is the brainchild of A.P. Bergeron; conceived in solitude but brought up with the help of a veritable village of collaborators. Together, Bergeron and his shifting band of cronies have carved out a truly otherworldly sound—a shared fever dream at the intersection of folk, jazz, doom, and psychedelia. 

The project has drawn comparisons to Dirty Three, Amen Dunes and Sigur Rós, but Year of Glad’s vast and soaring anthems are equally indebted to the small town punk ethos in which many of it’s core members cut their teeth. Bergeron points to local post-rock pioneers Godspeed You! Black Emperor as having illuminated the potential for music that was both complex and beautiful while still maintaining a strong punk sensibility. “We were punk rockers growing up and Godspeed always had that punk spirit without the musical convention.” 

Bergeron wrote much of Old Growth in his childhood home of rural Nova Scotia. Seeking deep seclusion, Bergeron often retreated to the many derelict buildings that litter the province’s natural landscape. The balance of decay and new life found in these overgrown, abandoned homes and broken-down mills inspired a collection of songs dealing with the sublime, crushing mortality, and the universal connection between all living things.
credits
releases November 13, 2015 

year of glad is a.p. bergeron and friends. 

nick laugher - drums, electronics 
andre bendahan - bass on tracks 1 and 3 
patrick cruvellier - violin on track 3 
james goddard - saxophone on track 1 
aaron johnstone - guitar on tracks 1,3,4 and 6 

produced by year of glad 

additional engineering by edan scime stokell and brian chan 

vinyl-mastering by rinus hooning at record industry 

artwork by andrew rhodenizer 

sleeve design by mark welland – new media works
tags


06 Swim

05 Cañon

04 Blythe

03 Old Growth

02 Gorge

01 Deth

Publique - Suffer

Publique - Wax

Il Balletto Delle Stelle

work¹

there

glide

messages

Limited Edition Coloured Vinyl (300 copies):  https://luckynumber.bandcamp.com/album/teenage-witch-ep

Digital: http://hyperurl.co/suziwu-teenagewitch

Ashes to ashes,
dust to dust,
the guys are fuckboys 
girls are sluts

Is that good enough?

Suburban soul
you turn the sky red
the same old play park 
A rusty swing set 

The same old boys names
An evil skipping rhyme
and when you get home
You wash your hair with turpentine 

Only a little bad 
I made a little list 
I got a little high 
I held it in my fist 

And now I’m feeling good 
They tell me this is bliss 

They tell me this is bliss 
Is that what it really is? 

The tell me this is bliss 
Is that what it really is? 

Cause I’m too scared to live 
Too stoned to die 
Green is the skin
Of the Teenage Witch
In her drive through life. 

Yesterday I developed a terrible smokers cough, I don’t think I’ll ever sing the same again 

She’s telling lies 
That make you think fast 
You haven’t eaten 
Say when d’you have a drink last? 
She’s not your kind
She’s not your kin
She’d rather die
Than move an inch 

Cause I’m too scared to live (oh yeah I’m too scared to live)
Too stoned to die (everybody says I’m too stoned to die)
Green is the skin (green is my skin)
Of the Teenage Witch
In her drive through life.

Boredom, boredom
Dirty water 
Mixing drinks and
Down the drain

Daytime, daytime 
Always makes the
Big wide world come back again.

Boredom, boredom 
Do your worst a
Gift a curse 
A TV guide

Ashing, ashing 
On your passion
Wash your hair 
With turpentine.

Cause I’m too scared to live (I listen to yoko ono)
Too stoned to die (I listen to Cibbo Matto)
Green is the skin 
Of the Teenage Witch
In her drive through (drive through) life.

Teenage Witch

the mean streaks - THE PROTOTYPE (2001/17)

Limited Edition Coloured Vinyl (300 copies): luckynumber.bandcamp.com/album/teenage-witch-ep

Digital: hyperurl.co/suziwu-teenagewitch

She asked me who’s taking care of me
I said: I take care of me
Yeah I’m taken care of
But I don’t take it lightly 

I got a pharaoh’s tongue
Use it on the mummified young
Use it to admit I’m not strong
In a place where I feel invincible.

Got some brand new shoes
Baby don’t you know I just cruise 
In a place where I feel invincible.

Mama Papa love me
I think so anyway
Mama Papa love me
At least that’s what they say
Mama Papa love me
I am a beautiful disgrace
Mama Papa love me
I am so beautiful. 

I got a pharaoh’s tongue
Use it on the mummified young
Use it to admit I’m not strong
In a place where I feel invincible.

Got some brand new shoes
Baby don’t you know I just cruise 
In a place where I feel invincible.

Mama Papa love me
I think so anyway
Mama Papa love me
At least that’s what they say
Mama Papa love me
I am a beautiful disgrace
Mama Papa love me
I am so beautiful. 
 
What have you done
We’re all just young
We can’t be 
perfect.

Mama Papa love me
I think so anyway
Mama Papa love me
At least that's what they say
Mama Papa love me
I am a beautiful disgrace
Mama Papa love me
I am so beautiful.

that's lightning enough

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