Downtown

Troubled and Done

Taken from the album "Chorus." Out now on Slumberland Records.

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Philadelphia, PA’s Literature features Kevin Attics, Nathaniel Cardaci, Chris Schackerman, and Seth Whaland. Attics, who’d written for numerous music trades as a teen, met Cardaci and Whaland at the house venue they both operated in Austin, TX. Cardaci and Whaland each ran small imprint labels and, a million adventures later, the trio decided to form a band. Upon moving to Philadelphia the group befriended Schackerman who also joined the fold. 

In 2012, following a well-received single and a track on Gerard Cosloy’s “Casual Victim Pile II” compilation they released their debut album, "Arab Spring," which became a cult hit within the indiepop community. That album is sharp and immediate, almost mod-ish in its attack, but always tuneful and going for melody where it counts. They toured the US in support, and have performed with the likes of The Pains of Being Pure at Heart, Eternal Summers, Ted Leo, Sic Alps, White Fence, Gentlemen Jesse, Hospitality, and Brown Recluse. They also appeared on Terre T's Cherry Blossom Clinic.

In 2013 they released a follow-up 7”, “Tie Dye” and contributed a track to Esopus Magazine alongside artists like Jens Lekman and The Shins. They also played at that year’s NYC Popfest, which helped cement the buzz that was steadily growing amongst savvy pop fans. "Arab Spring" was treated to a re-mastered re-press, which followed the first pressing and quickly sold out.

Autumn of 2013 saw the band begin work on their second album, "Chorus," with lauded engineer Gary Olson (whose body of work includes records by Crystal Stilts, Mad Scene and The Beets) at his Marlborough Farms studio in Brooklyn, NY. As a beautiful autumn turned into one of the harshest winters in recent memory, Olson and the band began stretching out, enhancing the album with studio techniques dating back to the late 60s including true-tape flanging, sending vocals through Leslie speaker cabinets, and the same analog style of automatic double-tracking created at Abbey Road Studios.

The result is an album that is as immediate as it is timeless, full of effortlessly catchy and well-crafted tunes that echo pop legends like Smiths and Orange Juice. All of that time in the studio has resulted in a rich, considered sound that puts the band's arranging and playing front and center. "Chorus" is one of the most exciting pop records in years, and marks Literature at true contenders.

Literature - New Jacket

Tele/visions - Let Me Be

im not beautiful
just a piece of shit with make up on
our hearts broke mutually
i dont know who to call my friends anymore
my love burns slow
like an american spirit
you told me to keep my chin up for the future, girl you know i fear it

i want that girl who i knew from the start
shed make me laugh at silly pictures when we were alone
im sitting on my bed looking through her pictures wondering
when will she come home

Im Sorry

When they harvested the sky
And left us without stars
The difference in our hearts
Played out in our timelines

Now, in this valley of the dolls
The curtain never calls
Ring in notifications
Instead of educations

Crashing down
Crashing down
Majestic

Oh, from the fruited plain
To a dirty subway train
Why let the man explain
Why rich men live much longer 

And who am I to say
With these matches all in play
And no way to repay
The debt we all owe forever

Crashing down
Crashing down
Majestic

Crashing down
Crashing down
Majestic

When they harvested the sky
And left us without stars
The difference in our hearts
Played out in our timelines

Erase the night with glows
of a billion mobile phones
and everything we know
grasps the unimportant

Majestic
Majestic
Majestic
Majestic

Crashing down
Crashing down
Majestic


Majestic

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NOT ALWAYS HAPPY

Lyrics: 
Do you remember that day? Do you remember that night?
The one we spent in your room for the first time?
Times were simpler then, we'd meet every weekend.
Now it feels like our love is slowly dying.
Don't let it die over my foolish mind
Because call me selfish, call me rude
I think I'm the only one to see you

Do you remember that day? Do you remember that night?
The one where I realized you've ruined my life.
I was now aware, talking to myself as I grew wear.
Now I know our love was just a facade
And I'll let it die over your foolish lies
And I'll call you selfish, I'll call you rude
You really think I'm the only one to see you.

Troubled and Done

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