Arctic Radio

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Recorded November 2012 to January 2013 in Toronto, Canada.

All tracks engineered by Matt Cully at Tangles HQ, Matt Bailey at The Gas Station and Leon Taheny at Candle Studios. Track 9 captured by Matt Bailey at St. Andrew by the Lake Anglican Church on Toronto Island.

Mixed by Sandro Perri Mastered by Fedge Layout by Neil Haverty Photo by Tintype Studios Typeface by Owen Carrier

All songs written by Matt Cully except track 8, which is based on Bert Hare’s version of a traditional folk song. Arrangement by Matt Cully. Strings on Track 2 arranged and recorded by Dan Goldman.

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released July 16, 2013

Players:
Matt Cully : Vocals, Acoustic & Electric Guitars, Wurlitzer, Nord
Electro 3, Harmonium, Percussion and Programming
Misha Bower : Vocals on 1 through 9
Mike Smith : Bass on 3, 4, 5, 7 & 8, Banjo on 8
Jake Oelrichs : Drums & Percussion on 3, 4 and 5
Matt Bailey : Electric Guitar on 2, 5 & 9
Andrew Barker : Lap Steel Guitar on 1, 4 & 8
Aaron Goldstein : Pedal Steel Guitar on 3, 5 & 7
Ivy Mairi : Vocals on 3, 5 & 9
Leon Taheny : Drums on 7 & 8
Elaine Kelly-Canning : Harp on 6 & 7
Mika Posen : All Strings on 2
Daniela Gesundheit : Vocals on 4 & 5
Martha Farquhar-McDonnell : Vocals on 3
Bill Cully : Vocals on 10

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EONS Toronto, Ontario

EONS is the solo project of Matt Cully, founding member and ecstatic chorister of Toronto group Bruce Peninsula.

Taking cues from strange troubadours like Will Oldham and Neil Young, and folk wizards like Sam Amidon and Alasdair Roberts, Cully portrays the minutiae and magic of everyday life as an original vision of “…porch music for the future” (Now Magazine).
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Track Name: Arctic Radio
At the edge of the world - Old notes will bend among the ocean coral - All the things we made - Still survive - Aurora borealis in the cool cool sky - We are the old - We are not the world - We are the ones that never ever die - And though we drift from hour to hour - Our signals' lost between the dial - And where do all those old songs go? - Woah, Arctic Radio - And where do all those spirits go - Woah Arctic Radio - The hinterland, alive in white - Ursa minor scrawled across our hull - We are the young bold brave souls - Born of the arctic sun - We are the young, we are the young - We are the young, we are the young - We are the old - We are not the world - We are the ones that never ever die - And though we drift from hour to hour - Our signals lost between the dial - And where do all those old songs go? - Woah, Arctic Radio - And where do all those spirits go? - Woah Arctic Radio
Track Name: Brothers And Sisters
Father it’s been years now since - I wrote to you - Your little boy has grown - I had a wife who lost her life - Months after the wedding - And sister was the one who saw me through - When we moved to the city - I tried to find another love but family’s all I knew - I will - Wait on your word - Is it a blessing or a curse - To find love - In the end? - Father you should see him now - Your little boy - He’s grown to be like you - Many men have tried their hand at - Making me a woman - But lovers are like brothers you can lose - Sometimes love is everything - And lovers can become like kin - Oh, I know - But in my lonely life the opposite came true - We will - Wait on your word - Is it our family’s awful curse - To find love - In the end? - We will - Wait on your word - Is it a blessing or a curse - To find love - In the end?
Track Name: Chair on Fire
We don’t talk about nothing now - The screen between us babbles to itself - And I used to be the one who’d write it down - Write it in a letter - Write it in a letter - Oh my darling, I don’t want to go - But you have this habit of taking off your clothes - And putting on a show - And the closer I look, the further it gets - It’s the vanity of invisible things - Dying to be seen - So get me a chair on fire - Shoot me across that sky - I’ll be consumed in that comfort - Get me a chair on fire - Hey little girl what’s under your dress? - A thousand miles of unclaimed flesh - Hey little girl what’s under your bone? - A transcendental mistletoe, transcendental mistletoe - And the closer I look, the further it gets - Oh you live on the wrong side - Of that virtual divide - And I’m not used to it yet - It’s the vanity of invisible things - Dying to be seen - So get me a chair on fire - Shoot me across that sky - I’ll be consumed in that comfort - Get me a chair on fire
Track Name: Sliver of Gall
What wild filth the day adorns - Like a lover dons a uniform - And a couple flail their naked limbs - Twins in intrauterine brawling - And I know I beat you down - Well it comes with the crown - Every crooked kingdom has dissenters - Every rebirth a placenta - And I don't mind - No I don't mind - If the autumn holds you - I'll be fine oh whilin' my time - With my wiry winterless will - And every single molecule musters pleasure - as sunset-sunrise bleed together - Oh the disheartened hopes - My heart harbours like a womb - Ancestral blood hardwired for doom - These dark theses need their seedling - A man has needs a woman has needing - And I don't mind I don't mind if - A spring wind takes you - I'll be fine oh stumblin' through time - With my shiverin' summerless solsticeless soul - Every pupil slays his master - Every statue sheds its plaster - Each lip-syncing king will cast out his drag queen - Well if the everyman is artless - And the avant-gardist heartless - Then baby meet me somewhere in between - And that's when you show your sliver of gall - A cellophane wall - Separates a shouting match - From a mating call - There's a raccoon feasting in my yard - A Hegel to my Kierkegaard - In a cartoon of the Absolute Twins in intrauterine solitude
Track Name: Red Writhing Hands
When I see your red writhing hands - Clear against the linen - Of a stranger’s bed - It's as if the whole idea of love is caught, - Ruptured and lost, in the fury of your mouth - I cannot pretend, no - That I could take your eyes back to a cursory glance - Maybe I should pin those red writhing hands - To a prison instead - Of a lover's bed - For if I am a man - I live to extend that legacy so grand - From Hercules to Uncle Sam, God damn - Am I just a man? - Am I just a man? - And If you are a woman - Can you forgive the centuries of red writhing hands? - Maybe God reveals his love in sex and death, - And Infinite jest - In fury and doubt - But I am not a man, no - I could not offend a legacy so grand - From Hercules to Uncle Sam, God damn - Am I just a man? - Am I just a man? - Call out a name - I'll wait for the only living word to remain - A name I will call myself - But then I see your red writhing hands
Track Name: The Harmonium Moans
Who here can say - What the harmonium moans? - Is it true still today - Or did it fade out long ago? - Is it the keys - Or the angle of reeds - The bellowing breath as it blows? - Or is it the man - With the delicate hand - Who pumps all his pain - Through its tired machinery? - Who here can say - What the harmonium moans? - Is it true still today - Or did it fade out long ago?
Track Name: Martial Law
So I took a lover - To my bed oh to my bed - Modern love it calls for martial law - She said that she won’t get mad - She don’t get mad - So I met the lover - Of my wife oh of my wife - He was only seventeen and change - I said that I wasn’t mad - I don’t get mad - We’ve got a modern love - And it won’t hurt me - As long as I don’t know
Track Name: I'm Dying, Mother
The other night as the sun was setting - The wind blew soft and cold - A young man lay on a bed of fever and - Tears stood in his eyes - I’m dying mother I’m surely dying - And hell is my awful doom - Please take my hand lord and - Press it tight for my heart is sad with gloom - The other night as I left the meeting - The spirit bid me pray
I said not tonight lord oh - Next week only I must gamble one more day - After this I’ll get converted - And take a Christian bride - Oh it’s too late I have seen the folly of saying not tonight - Oh mother dear go and tell my comrades - Not to do as I have done - When the spirit calls you - Do not reject him and put him off in time
Track Name: River Rock
We were hunting for signs on the shore - And the clang of the irons in the sun made an ancient song - And we found a trail and a broken oar - We found a boat, half afloat in a quiet cove - We were sent to look for you - To trace your steps to bring you home - And was that you or a rock in the river - That split the current and spoke to me? - A spirit here or a rock in the river? - One I’ll never see again - We were hunting for signs on the island - The city’s alive the other side there’s a shoreline shining - And we wrote a note in a patch of foam - We wrote a friend sick in bed for a month instead of home - We were sent to look for you - To trace your steps to bring you home - And was that you or a rock in the river - That split the current and spoke to me? - A spirit here or a rock in the river? - One I’ll never see again
Track Name: We are the Young
I - I am not here - Standing before you - I am not what you see - After today - What will remain - Of all that’s inside of me? - All that I know - All that I see - Changes from day to day - And oh, I’m growing old - Or so I’m told - I still feel young inside - And I - I am not free - From disbelief - Here in the presence of this melody - Subtle and sweet - As if from memory - All that I know - All that I see - Changes from day to day - And oh, I’m growing old - Or so I’m told - I still feel young inside