PUT ME IN THE WATER DEEP
COUNT THE MINUTES
DO NOT WEEP
THERE IS NOT MUCH TO SEE HERE
A BAG OF HOPE
A BOX OF TEARS
I… YOU, I… YOU, I… YOU, I… YOU

YOU, I… YOU, I… YOU, I… YOU

TOO MANY PENNIES IN MY BED
A CHILDHOOD DANCING THROUGH MY HEAD
PULL YOUR LACES FEEL THEM SNAP
TAKE THAT STRAW OFF OF YOUR BACK
I… YOU, I… YOU, I… YOU, I… YOU

HOLD THE PAIN AND HOLD THE LOVE
AS BELOW WELL SO ABOVE
BANG THE DRUM AND SING A SONG
GET IT RIGHT GET IT WRONG
I… YOU, I… YOU, I… YOU, I… YOU

BREATHE THE PAST INTO YOUR LUNG
YOU WERE OLD YOU ARE YOUNG
BRUSH AWAY ALL OF THE BLEAK
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND DO NOT SPEAK
I… YOU, I… YOU, I… YOU, I… YOU

BLOOD IS CURSING THROUGH OUR VEINS
THERE ARE NO ANSWERS
PLAY THE GAME
TAKE A BUCKET GRAB A STICK
MIX IT UP AND SPREAD IT THICK
I… YOU, I… YOU, I… YOU, I… YOU

Single Artwork - Dan Holliday.

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Lark carve a grimy, gritty groove, the atmosphere chilled, the mood cracked. 
A blend of heavy basslines, raucous sounds and turbulent lyricism, paint a volatile picture of the landscape the band inhabits.
Lark is an independent London based band founded by Karl Bielik, a nonconformist and often idiosyncratic songwriter, frontman and artist. 
Romantic, dissonant, feverish and alive, Lark is an unsound sound. 

Lark have been remixed by Andrew Weatherall, Brendan Lynch, The Bees, Erol Alkan and Green Gartside.  

Selected Press
Uncut - ‘The wonky unsettling world it creates is very much Bielik's own’
Mojo - 'A dark subcurrent of industrial noise runs under raspy vocals punctuated by driving basslines that fuel this idiosyncratic album'
Q - ‘Verbal darts over brutal guitar shards and cheap synthetic beats’
The Quietus - ‘That rare breed of band that creates and inhibits an environment entirely of their own making’
Louder than War - 'One of the albums of the year... one of the most exciting albums around'
Rough Trade - ‘Fantastic, sounds like a drunken, dense and dark take on a stooges riff mixed with the repetition of The Fall’
Loud and Quiet - ‘Jerky beats, repetition, strangely cryptic lyrics, wiry guitars and manic psycho-bluesy vocals’
Vive le Rock - 'Swathe upon swathe of FX-laden sonic attack, as Bielik tears out his tortured soul'
Time Out - ‘Another dose of uber-anxious lurching and lo-fi post punk’
Metro - 'The menace lurking just beneath the surface is as contemporary as it is compellingly groovy.'
Norman Records - 'Between the ramshackle party punk of The Cramps and the more eccentric skronk of Beefheart'
Gigslutz - 'An ode to the dysfunctional; brimming with guilty, gritty, passive aggressive tracks.'
Penny Black Music - 'Bielik's songs are gorgeous... funny? No. Worth the agony, most certainly, yes.'
Whisperin' & Hollerin' - ‘Lark carve a grimy, gritty groove... the atmosphere is vaguely chilling, the mood cracked’
Clash - ‘breaks boundaries and connects the dots… rich in invention and fresh ideas’
Artrocker - ‘Full of Magnetic Fields style charm’
Joyzine - ‘Explores the depths of the human condition’
Punk Online - 'It's what makes punk music what it is and Lark are just another dimension’
Music Emissions - ’Stunning in its range of ideas and raw poetic power’
Americana - ‘Rawness, urgency and a sense of claustrophobia by the truckload’
Foxy Digitalis - ‘The vocal tirade is what makes this whole thing’
Alternative Ulster - ‘A sonic masterpiece of instantly recognisable singularity’
Big Distraction - ’A Grimy dark rock 'n' roll beast of a record... ideas simply buzz out of the speakers’
Blaue-rosen - ‘a sonic space which is enveloped in a dark, static melancholy’

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(Lark)