Happy in my sadness (TSIS live at the Cellar Bar)

by The Seasons In Shorthand

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Recorded live at The Cellar Bar in Bracknell, here are a few tracks from our headline set. If you like them then do the sharey, likey, tweety thing.

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released November 11, 2014

All lyrics by Lee Switzer*
(*except Mouth talks fast by Lee Switzer and Kimberley Jenna Woolf)

All Music by The Seasons in Shorthand
Recorded live at the Cellar Bar in Bracknell by Al Heslop
Mixed by Al Heslop at Creative Control Studios

The Seasons in Shorthand are:

Kim Woolf - Vocals
Lee Switzer - Vocals and Guitar
Christian Sturgess - Bass
Raj Puni - Percussion

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The Seasons in Shorthand are an alt-folk four piece combining heartfelt introspective songs with driving basslines and inventive percussion.

Starting life as the acoustic project of songwriter Lee Switzer, the band have come together and developed a unique sound that brings his lyrics to life between moments of intimate acoustic folk and full on panic
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Track Name: Mouth talks fast
Mouth talks fast:

I exist between the chaos and the laughter
My mouth talks fast and my head follows after
on the outside looking in, I watch my body claw and scratch
I need to dig beneath the surface to emotionally attach

Keep getting lost among the stones
I didn't mean to throw
The wind is rattling the windows
Of the mess that I call home
And the cracks are starting to show

I am the accident, the argument, the breakdown
Sometimes morality like gravity holds my head down
My naive tongue is too young to understand
The impact of every question, every question that I have

I keep scratching my frustration in every surface I can find
Drawing on the walls, sketching out my life
My mind unravels like a tape and there is no pause or rewind
It just gets more distorted, more distorted, more distorted

I keep polishing this mask
It's the only one I own
The world's pressed against the window
I pretend that I'm not home
And the cracks are starting to show

If only I could learn how to be more than a projection
How to balance my emotions and make that connection (oh no)
I'll never hold a course without a little corrections
But I can't be afraid of moving on

My mouth talks fast and my head follows after
Track Name: What shall we do with the drunken salesman?
I'm a satellite that orbits the room
I wear my disdain just like the shadows of the moon
Guilt tastes like hospital food
But they keep serving it up, so what else can I do?

I'm a camera, I'm a slow shutter speed
I see time as a set of lights that pass so slowly

I can't sleep in this windowless cell
Here where the victims of greed come to imprison themselves
My shoelaces and my belt
Have been taken from me so I have nothing to sell

And they sing what shall we do with the drunken salesman?
He's clearing his conscience he's dropping his pen
He's a camera, he's a fish eye lens
And he's learning that we're so heavily distorted

I'm a tidy that sits on your desk
I'm filled with spilled ink, spilled blood and paper clips
And the dust in the bottom collects
The dead skin, the dead leads, the unpaid debts

And they sing what shall we do with the drunken salesman?
He's clearing his conscience he's clearing his desk
He's a camera, he's a fish eye lens
And he's learning that we're so heavily distorted

I'm antioxidant, I kill the reaction
Kill the deal, kill the deal, just hang up the phone

And they sing what shall we do with the drunken salesman?
He's clearing his conscience he's clearing his chest
He's a camera, he's a fish eye lens
And he's learning that we're so heavily distorted