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by Dear Blanca

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davekillcountysmith This band’s sound is hard to apply a label to, but so easy to fall in love with. Discovered by me on a playlist entitled ‘post-country’. Don’t think it’s that, though. It is indie, it is completely unique, and it is very very wonderful. Favorite track: Priscilla.
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Boulders 02:22
Come on, give up, and settle down Every stone is a boulder Digging out graves in your hometown is just a part of getting older The ghost of your love, it speaks in tongues and sleeps on the floor in my bedroom Everybody wants a voice in this town I want you to know that I hear you I found a cause laying in the garage, you lost it somewhere in between the thoughts in your head Could you not find a pen? Oh, to think you were just seventeen And now I'm alone in a room full of ghosts that never remember my name and when you're asleep, sometimes I think that you and the ghosts look the same
Showplace 04:34
Mary, by the slot machine Here's to my luck in Atlantic City tonight I'm at the pier with you now It's colder than hell in Atlantic City tonight Standing in the light, you tell me sevens come in threes Fingers crossed while I drop knickels into this machine I don't have the nerve to tell you how it ought to be so I'm swapping stories with the suicidal king Frank is crooning about the memory-go-round, dead bulbs on old marquees Mary, lets live in the past like old photographs for my brother's children to see
Noma 03:10
Colors are running wild What is it like to be you? Is there a better side to all of the pain within you? What are you doing to me, Cassidy? How did I end up here with all of the love I wasted? Turn off the car and steer my mind away from ageing What are you doing to me, Cassidy? Am I coming down? Are you still up? I just want to sleep. Oh, I've had enough What are you doing to me, Cassidy?
Huff 04:11
I loved you more than you could know, my shadow With every breath you followed closely, my shadow This old house is not a home without you, shadow and I would like to burn it down, my shadow I'd ask the sun, what have you done to my shadow? There is no love to depend on, my shadow There is no love to depend on I wish you could bury my bones when I am gone I only want to hold you I only want to hold you I only want to hold you I only want to hold you
Priscilla 02:23
I can only feel for you I cannot feel as you I know the limits of my empathy, Priscilla Your parents love you Even if they aren't blood you should treat them just the same When I think of you I think of what you've been through A tiny pallbearer ,you could barely reach the handle, Priscilla There was a father whose laugh was yellow He had the cure for waiting room silence, Priscilla
Pobrecito 04:07
She said, I'm the spot on your lung that hasn't yet spread and I'm staining your clean bill of health I want you to breath in deep and let yourself sleep while I remove myself and as the junker crossed over the yellow lines that had faded from the road She counted cigarette burns in the passenger seat and sang gently as she took the curve Honey, you've been under the knife Trust me, I know what it's like After all the get better soons and wishing you wells he likened his room to a cell But he made it out with his mind still in tact and on the drive home he sang to himself Honey, i've been under the knife but I'm sleeping in my own bed tonight He kept the letters she sent in a seperate pile from the rest and he thought of a different song that she sand once before she left Honey, take me dancing tonight For once, let's do something nice
On the Dime 03:07
I'm not who you think that I think I am and you're not who I think that you think you are I love you but I just can't understand how this redhead girl could make me feel so blue You're wearing my patience around your wrist I take you for granted but you insist Darling, you were always on my mind but you left me behind I've made my mistakes and owned up to them You put me in the shape that I am in I love you but I just can't understand how this redheadgirl could make me feel so blue On my mind all the time On my mind all the time On my mind all the time but you left me on the dime
Praise Break 04:09
How is the weather up there? Shake, shake, shake this fear of heights and breath the thinnest air Give, give back the gift of light I'm blind I'm blind, I've lost my way I'm blind I'm blind but i'm okay If I'm ever in heaven sitting down I'll pass the time with Fred McDowell If god says watch your mouth I'll bite my tongue and spit blood out
Cadmus 02:15
The organ is flooding the basement with sour notes and I don't think i'll make it They're selling the house since nobody lives in it now I spent my days underground playing the organ The organ is drowing you out It's drowning me now, down in the basement


Recorded by Bo White in December 2013/January 2014 at a house in West Columbia, SC and the Great Architect practice space in Charlotte, NC.

Much love to all - hope you enjoy it!


released July 29, 2014

Dylan Dickerson - Vocals, Guitars, Vibraslap
Dayne Lee - Vocals, Percussion
Cameron Powell - Bass
Marc Coty - Drums

Special thanks to our talented friends:
-Bo White played keys on "Boulders", "Showplace","Noma", "Pobrecito", and "Cadmus"
-Alea Tuttle played the musical saw on "Noma"
-Patrick Wall played lap steel on "On the Dime"


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