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A Cathedral Of Hands (2016)

by Oskar's Drum

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    New album by Oskar's Drum, featuring Patrick Fitzgerald and Yves Altana. Digifile card sleeve with 8 page booklet featuring lyrics.

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1.
Green-veiled Mirror Ghost See the fine foods and swimming pools At her Californian domain Taste the chlorine Her teeth and tongue have touched Savour the space A perfect warm day To swim alone Under these fringed LA trees A knock on the door Which her servant will get Stands a smile just like her own A green-veiled mirrored ghost That mistake from long ago It's hard to breathe these thick Gasoline waves At her Californian domain Where's the soft green Of her dollar machine? That planted this house and lakes Plants, house and lakes I see the fine food and swimming pools Savour the taste Swallow down This bitterness Soften me LA trees A green-veiled mirrored ghost Staring back right through me There are no regrets No back steps There are no regrets No back steps There's only fog ahead The welcoming fog ahead
2.
Infernal 03:16
Infernal Can't stop watching the accident, over and over online Watch the tower collapsing, the awful dust of lives Bring out the caged animals, lipstick tracing smiles I'm stuck in a Liberace nightmare from 1975 Can't stop watching the idiot's undressed drunken chant Stick his head in the corpse of a hive, stung my infernal knives Not a living thing can breathe Hold your breath don't breathe Lost in the obvious forest, middle aged panicked nights Climbing down the circles of hell Where the judgement never matches the crime Down and down we go, down the Devil's thighs Can't stop watching the accident He slips, the wait...........the shrieks and cries. (The moment where his foot goes wrong) Not a living thing can breathe The dust obscures the action, we wait for it to lift It swirls around uncertainly Not a living breathing thing Hold your breathe don't breathe
3.
Quartz 03:41
Quartz I brought two quartz But the water did not bubble I sip ice drips But my mind still troubles I'm deaf megahurtz Cure me, cure this madness, Cure me I'm a mannequin Just a hollow dummy Who’s half asleep I can only function outside this grief I baulk, deep well Winter swim still spluttering Unmarked, unfed Is that you still coughing and coughing Cure me, cure this madness, Cure me I'm a mannequin Just a hollow dummy Who cannot swim I can only function within this grief You want to know, you want to be sure If you take a sip, then you’ll find the cure I want to know, I want to be sure If I take a sip, I will find a cure Outside there’s griefs that I can’t stand What the fuckers have done To our beautiful land What the cunts have done To our beautiful land To our beautiful minds
4.
In Water 03:15
In Water I think of you in water And coming out of water Hair slicked black Wet and black and gasp I think of you in wartime And coming out of war Your hands in knots Red and blue and can't grasp The well is deep Let's bathe in it The well is deep I'll hold you up I think of you in wonder And when the wonders explode Stripped of mystery What are we without eyeliner And silvered endings? Swim in the water Survive the wartime Savour the wonder
5.
Blackouts 04:00
Blackouts Look at her dance in black and gold and purple Kaleidoscope wild she shades her eyes at midnight Sadder the floor before the searching eye can find us She break me, I fracture I worship, her laughter She turns off completely Nowhere to dance in her sadness house No place to dance in her sadness house Colours her world in blood and sperm and spittle Burst your balloon, see the fireworks sparkle Triple the tipple, until she turns to marble She break me, I fracture She glue me, I'm captured She bite me, I'm poisoned She's laughter, I'm defeated Nowhere to dance in her madness house, no There's no space to dance Lost in a trance In her sadhouse There's no space to dance Lost in a trance In these blackouts
6.
Last Time I Saw Roger Jesus Christ I'm sorry, I didn't see you there Glare at me hard like the years hadn't passed I guess that we could talk, sort this trouble out But there's you with your screw loose And me with my sobs Hanging there so cold From a rod that simply broke How could you think, That your friends here would not choke? The mess that we created A bitter voyage to harm You with your habits And me with my drums (drama) Where's the desert Isle, Pacific free and wild Palm trees to shade From the horrors that we made We'd end up eating each other Ralph and Piggy and Roger We'd let out the fire, there's no one left in charge The mess that we created A bitter voyage to harm You with your habits And me with my drums (drama)
7.
Arms of the Dark We dissolve in the arms of the dark That surround us codeine sleepiness follow us Hills alive with the hum of pylons Time to fly outside and dare the Dreams we lit last night The night is a cloth of stars A blanket for the curious A pillow of amnesia A whisky glass of lead Please turn off the kitchen light There’s a full moon and satellites Gas clouds and pale moth wings A life outside the sun We’re not scared of the heart of the dark That surrounds us, drugged sunk dinosaurs and paramours Don’t let’s sleep till this glow is fully gone On the ink black flight from Our beds out to the moon
8.
Porcelain 03:43
Porcelain (The Last Queen of Vietnam) Why don't they turn these crowds away I'm not in a vitrine on display Not an ivory curiosity Bring me my morning baguette Bring me Mulberry I can weave this silk myself My thumb is hard I'm not made of ivory, not a curiosity They think me feeble For I was born royalty (a Queen) They think me useless Corseted charlatan/Ornamental Charlatan Idiots I'm iron in every tendon and crossbeam A perfect scheme Not mere porcelain My fist is pulsing now Your flesh it's desiring Remove the veil You'll not find me quivering There's no modesty In my ferocity Where is my way out?
My way out of here?
9.
Shadowlight 03:29
Shadowlight Shadowlight On display Hiding handfuls Of treasured grey Shadowgraph On the screen A simple outline A darkening In this gown I am cold The floor is sticky I'm feeling old When are the people coming? What in the hell is coming? When are the people coming? What in the hell is drumming? Is my hope displaced? Ready to escape? A sense of ending, a sense of fear I put on my opera cloak My fateful cheer An explanation, a set of rules Requiring attention But my head's left the room I hear their words Their kind solution But it's a starting gun saying Run run run
10.
Floating 05:04
Floating I'm not going to be sad, not taken for a ride In the long black car, in their television nightmare I'm not going to be sad, I'm taking a ride On a silvery drip to the starblack night The bow and arrow geese fly To the lakes they fly, and I'll follow I'm not going to bed, too much damn thinking Watch the candle splutter out, its sunshine to the dead I'm done if I stay, this room is freezing We all need the sway of a terrifying ocean The bow and arrow geese fly To the lakes they fly, and I'll follow The bow and arrow geese fly To the sea they fly in the snow See the lighthouse beam, I want to sail there They push me out to sea, come adventure with me (We’re going to set sail on a silvery ship Out to the arctic when the sun never sets In the snow)

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10 new songs by Patrick Fitzgerald and Yves Altana

"The welcome return of Patrick Fitzgerald from Kitchens Of Distinction. Gorgeous heartfelt songs that swoop and soar. Lovely stuff!"
PICCADILLY RECORDS [Manchester]

"Patrick's voice still sounds really, really good and the whole album has such a timeless feel about it"
BBC 6 MUSIC [Gideon Coe]

"strong stuff indeed"
Q MAGAZINE

"feverish and transporting"
MOJO

"sweeping soundscapes of melodic, distinctly '90s alt.rock"
UNCUT

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released December 12, 2016

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PATRICK FITZGERALD Manchester, UK

Patrick Fitzgerald was the singer and bass player in Kitchens of Distinction. After Kitchens he was: Fruit, one half of three fabulous duos - Lost Girls | The April Seven | Oskar's Drum - and Stephen Hero. He has been releasing records under all these guises and more since 1987. ... more

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