Vote For Me by The Lost Angelos, recorded live off the floor at Studio 410 in Hamilton, Ontario.

Nik Hirst (vocals, keys, composition, lyrics)
Ryan Gaynor (drums)
Max Boyko (guitar, vocals)
Dave Pearson (bass)

Vote For Me [Live Version]

A song about riding on one of the last trains between Sault Ste. Marie and Hearst, Ontario. Based off Ryan's experience riding on the Algoma Central, or as locals put it, "the Tracks of the Black Bear".

The year is 2020 and the rails have turned to rust 
Memories of fast trains have vanished in the dust 
But there was a time when the red whistle did blow 
Through the rocky canyon, rattlin' off the snow 
  
Gotta get back to the tracks of the Black Bear 
(Can you hear it rollin’ down the line) 
Gotta get back to that northern air 
(That train is out of time) 
Gotta get back to the tracks of the Black Bear 
(Can you hear it rollin’ down the…) 
Rollin' down those rails without a care [Chorus] 

Sitting on the Budd car, rolling down the line 
looking at that scenery, feeling mighty fine 
But I'm wishing that the year was 1982  
Cause this last ride has got me feeling blue 

Gotta get back to the tracks of the Black Bear 
(Can you hear it rollin’ down the line) 
Gotta get back to that northern air 
(That train is out of time) 
Gotta get back to the tracks of the Black Bear 
(Can you hear it rollin’ down the…) 
Rollin' down those rails without a care [Chorus] 

Said can you hear that train a rolling down the line? 
Said can you hear that train a rolling down the line? 
I said…that train is out of time! 

By the time we got to Hearst, 
the sky had turned to grey 
The wheels had stopped a turning, 
and I could hear the people say 
"Back in the city, oh they don't give a damn" 
"They’ll tear the tracks up surely” and mess a Northern man! 

Gotta get back to the tracks of the Black Bear 
(Can you hear it rollin’ down the line) 
Gotta get back to that northern air 
(That train is out of time) 
Gotta get back to the tracks of the Black Bear 
(Can you hear it rollin’ down the…) 
Rollin' down those rails without a care [Chorus]

Lyrics by Ryan Gaynor 
Music by Nik Hirst 

Arranged and Performed by The Lost Angelos 

Max Boyko (Electric/Acoustic Guitar and Backing Vocals) 
Ryan Gaynor (Drums and Backing Vocals) 
Nik Hirst (Lead Vocals, Harmonica, Upright Piano and Organ) 
Dave Pearson (Bass Guitar and Electric Guitar)
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Black Bear

An ol' cowboy country tune about losing a good friend.

I walk these empty streets now on my own, 
without a friend to take my old bones home 
I've travelled in a world with no end, 
and all I'm missing is a friend 
Long ago in a lonely town, 
me and Charlie were running down 
A gang of bandits and a bag of cash, 
seeing if we could make the sunlight last 

Charlie Friend was a friend of mine, 
upon the rising sands of time 
And what a friend to carry through this life, 
but on that night so long, 
he gave his life for mine [Chorus] 

But as the sunlight began to fade, 
we looked upon the mascaraed 
Cause as we looked to see what we could see, 
one of those bandits snuck up on me 
He pulled his gun and shouted, "Not so fast!" 
But that's as Charlie's patience was gonna last 
He pulled his own gun and he pushed me away, 
so I could live to see another day 

Charlie Friend was a friend of mine, 
upon the rising sands of time 
And what a friend to carry through this life, 
but on that night so long, 
he gave his life for mine [Chorus] 

I made it home without a scratch upon my face, 
my best friend laying in his resting place 
I broke the news to his only son, 
of what a hero his daddy had become 

What's a rambler supposed to do, 
without a friend to tell his stories to 
I walk these empty streets now on my own, 
without a friend to take my old bones home 

Charlie Friend was a friend of mine, 
upon the rising sands of time 
And what a friend to carry through this life, 
but on that night so long, 
he gave his life for mine [Chorus]

Lyrics and Music by Nik Hirst 

Arranged and Performed by The Lost Angelos 

Max Boyko (Electric/Acoustic/Slide Guitar and Backing Vocals) 
Ryan Gaynor (Drums and Backing Vocals) 
Nik Hirst (Lead Vocals, Keys, Organ and Upright Piano) 
Dave Pearson (Bass Guitar, Electric Guitar and Backing Vocals)
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Lately - EP

Charlie Friend

A fun song about hitting the open road. Lately is the single and title track of our EP.

Well, lately I've been getting a feeling 
That maybe I outta’ be leaving 
I'm gonna hit the road 
and feel a change of season 

I’ve been staying up all night 
and sleeping in all day 
I feel so lazy, I really can't stay 

And we're on the road, rolling like a stone 
We don't know where we're going so we'll take it slow 
But the sunny weather will make it better 
So take my hand until we run on sand 

Been a couple of weeks since I've seen the snow 
I've forgotten about the winter and the winds that blow 
Cause lately the only thing I know 
Is the feeling of freedom, on an open road 

And we're on the road, rolling like a stone 
We don't know where we're going so we'll take it slow 
But the sunny weather will make it better 
So take my hand until we run on sand 

On the road, we don’t know 
Sunny weather, will make it better 
Take my hand

Lyrics by Ryan Gaynor 
Music by Nik Hirst 

Arranged and Performed by The Lost Angelos 

Max Boyko (Electric Guitar and Backing Vocals) 
Ryan Gaynor (Lead Vocals and Drums/Percussion) 
Nik Hirst (Lead Vocals and Keys/Organ) 
Dave Pearson (Bass Guitar and Backing Vocals)

Lately

A song for the politicians.

The ever-changing situation's outta' control, 
and no one knows what to do 
Cause the rich keep getting richer and the rest go to war 
I guess that leaves more for you 
I'm in bed with the enemy, 
at home with the wife 
Like hell I know what to do 

Cause there's missiles coming over the border, 
not to mention acid rain 
But I'll take care of that when I'm in office again! [Chorus] 

There's five minutes left on the clock on the wall, 
and no one knows what to do 
As long as I get your vote this year, 
you can bet I'm counting too 
I've got my hands in everyone's pockets, 
and they've got their hands in mine too! 

Cause there's missiles coming over the border, 
not to mention acid rain 
But I'll take care of that when I'm in office again! [Chorus] 

The ever-changing situation's outta' control, 
and no one knows what to do 
Cause the rich keep getting richer and the rest go to war 
I guess that leaves more for you 
I'm in bed with the enemy, 
at home with the wife 
Like hell I know what to do 

Cause there's missiles coming over the border, 
not to mention acid rain 
But I'll take care of that when I'm in office again! [Chorus]

Lyrics and Music by Nik Hirst 

Arranged and Performed by The Lost Angelos 

Max Boyko (Electric Guitar and Backing Vocals) 
Ryan Gaynor (Drums) 
Nik Hirst (Lead Vocals and Keys) 
Dave Pearson (Bass Guitar)

Vote For Me

We grew up on The Hip and wanted to pay homage to one of the greats. This one's for you, Gord.

Our cover of "Locked In The Trunk Of A Car" was recorded live-off-the-floor at Studio 410 Sound Productions in Hamilton, Ontario. Audio mixed and mastered by Carm Milioto. Video edited by Ryan Gaynor.

Locked In The Trunk Of A Car [Cover]

The Lost Angelos are a rock band formed in Waterdown, Ontario, in 2014. The group consists of Nik Hirst (keys, vocals, harp), Ryan Gaynor (drums, vocals), Max Boyko (guitar, vocals) and Dave Pearson (bass, vocals). The quartet began as a group of high-school friends, frequently playing bar gigs and recording demos at home. The band's unique blues/roots sound draws heavily from 1970s artists, including The Band, Creedence Clearwater Revival and Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young. In the summer of 2016, the Lost Angelos recorded their debut EP at Helm Studios, and are set to release it late-winter 2017.