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Our last show of 2016! This is going to be a really good one!
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Our newest release! Two covers and one traditional recorded on a hot summer night in an empty apartment! All of these share a very specific, luciferous theme. One of them features our dear friends The Vox Hunters in a rousing chorus. Please listen and download and share. Happy Halloween!
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Been recording with Mike Samos. He is not only a gem of a human being, he is also helping us capture the best recordings of Westeryear yet. Also, he played dreamy steel guitar on a song.
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Playing a show at Aurora in PVD next week.
Info here: https://www.facebook.com/events/865717053550647/
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Photo by Rich Ferri
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friday, february 12 at 8pm machines with magnets 400 main st. pawtucket, ri
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Had a great time Thursday night in Newport, RI with Andie Bell, Accidental Seabirds and Warbler Roost! Expect more from us soon.
photos by Warbler Roost and @malerie_day
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Matt’s shot from our day of recording at the Columbus Theater.
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Thanks to Peace and Carrots Farm for having us last night and to Gabe for putting it all together. (And to Martha for making us smile and chewing on our altar feather.)
Tonight we play at the Boarding House.
The event page is here: https://www.facebook.com/events/1623757421199553/
Photo by Stephanie Paul
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Tonight at 7! First show ever. Followed by an erotic reading.
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Gettin’ ready.
Here’s what they sound like: https://westeryear.bandcamp.com
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Dear Someone
Sitting in front of our new piano
Framing “Rocky Top”
Half bear, the other half cat
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Remastered version of February tapes is up.
A lil’ more hiss, a lot more soul.
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Recorded to 4-track tape in Barrington and Providence, RI. Themes inspired by Emily Dickinson. Best appreciated through headphones.
Lyrics:
Close quarters. I live in the corners Of the yellow house on a half hill.
Night spinning. No room to fall down dizzy. Confined to these domestic tasks.
I do best Knees pressed into chest. Or so they said.
Far off places Framed and fractioned. Wonder lost in destination.
I'd do best to dull this restlessness. Or so they said.
They said the stars wouldn't be enough to guide me And the one that did would burn my skin. This subtle light that grows inside me Was only safe when it was dim.
But I see best When I forget what they expect.
#westeryear#providence#folk#infolkation#anthony savino#emily peal#4-track#lo-fi#emily dickinson#lyrics#nord
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