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Based on H.P. Lovecraft's poem "Festival", which was published in Weird Tales, 8, No. 6 (December 1926), 846 as “Yule Horror”.

The song was created with the help of Generative AI (Udio.com)

Lyrics:

There is snow on the ground,
And the valleys are cold,
And a midnight profound
Blackly squats over the wold;
But a light on the hilltops half-seen hints of
feastings unhallowed and old.

There is dread in the clouds,
There is fear in the night,
For the gone in their shrouds
Hail the sun's turning flight.
And chant wild in the woods as they dance
round a Yule-altar fungous and white.

To no gale of Earth's kind
Sways the forest of oak,
Where the thick boughs entwined
By mad mistletoes choke,
For these powers are the powers of the dark,
from the crypts of the lost Druid-folk.

There is dread in the clouds,
There is fear in the night,
For the gone in their shrouds
Hail the sun's turning flight.
And chant wild in the woods as they dance
round a Yule-altar fungous and white.

To no gale 
To no gale of Earth's kind
Sways the forest of oak,
Where the thick boughs entwined
By mad mistletoes choke,
For these powers are the powers of the dark,
from the crypts of the lost Druid-folk.

To no gale of Earth's kind
Sways the forest of oak,
Where the thick boughs entwined
By mad mistletoes choke,
For these powers are the powers of the dark,
from the graves of the lost Druid-folk.

Eldritch Dreams

Midnight Rites

Taken from the LP: "Sometimes I Sit And Think, And Sometimes I Just Think" - Released on March 23rd Worldwide


Australia:
iTunes: Pre-order full album and get instant download of Pedestrian At Best http://smarturl.it/sometimesisit
Courtney's special pre-order: Deluxe orange LP/LP/CD with custom-made tote bag 'link'

UK/Europe/Rest of World:
iTunes: Pre-order full album and get instant download of Pedestrian At Best http://smarturl.it/sometimesisit
Amazon: Standard LP and CD http://smarturl.it/sometimesisitamzlp 
Rough Trade: Deluxe orange vinyl gatefold LP and CD http://smarturl.it/sometimesisitrt 
Courtney's special pre-order: Deluxe orange LP/LP/CD with custom-made tote bag 'link'
Recordstore: Standard LP and singed print http://smarturl.it/sometimesisitrs

USA/Canada:
iTunes: Pre-order full album and get instant download of Pedestrian At Best http://smarturl.it/sometimesisit
Amazon: Standard LP and CD http://smarturl.it/sometimesisitamzlp 
Courtney's special pre-order: Deluxe orange LP/LP/CD with custom-made tote bag http://po.st/sometimesisitmp

Listen:
http://po.st/SpotifyCB

Pedestrian At Best Available on 7" 16th March 2015 (pre-order link to Rough Trade)

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Clip by Charlie Ford @ http://www.charliefofo.com

PEDESTRIAN AT BEST was written by Courtney Barnett

I love you I hate you 
I’m on the fence it all depends 
whether I’m up I’m down 
I’m on the mend 
transcending all reality. 
I like you despise you admire you 
what are we gonna do 
when everything all falls through? 
I must confess I’ve made a mess 
of what should be a small success 
but I digress 
at least I’ve tried my very best I guess. 
This that the other 
why even bother, 
it won’t be with me on my death bed, 
but I’ll still be in your head.

Put me on a pedestal and I’ll only disappoint you. 
Tell me I’m exceptional I promise to exploit you. 
Give me all your money and I’ll make some origami, honey. 
I think you’re a joke but I don’t find you very funny.

My internal monologue 
is saturated analogue, 
It’s scratched and drifting, 
I’ve become attached to the idea 
it’s all a shifting dream bitter sweet philosophy, 
I’ve got no idea how I even got here. 
I’m resentful 
I’m having an existential time crisis, 
what bliss, daylight savings won’t fix this mess. 
Underworked and oversexed 
I must express my disinterest, 
the rats are back inside my head 
what would Freud have said?

Put me on a pedestal and I’ll only disappoint you. 
Tell me I’m exceptional I promise to exploit you. 
Give me all your money and I’ll make some origami, honey. 
I think you’re a joke but I don’t find you very funny.

I wanna wash out my head with turpentine and cyanide,
I dislike this internal diatribe 
when I try to catch your eye 
I hate seeing you crying in the kitchen 
I don’t know why it affects me like this when you’re not even mine to consider.
Erroneous.
Harmonious.
I’m hardly sanctimonious.
Dirty clothes, I suppose, 
we all outgrow ourselves.
I’m a fake, 
I’m a phoney, 
I’m awake, 
I’m alone, 
I’m homely, 
I’m a Scorpio.

Put me on a pedestal and I’ll only disappoint you. 
Tell me I’m exceptional I promise to exploit you. 
Give me all your money and I’ll make some origami, honey. 
I think you’re a joke but I don’t find you very funny.

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