Artist: Burning House
Title: Burning House
Genre: Shoegaze
Country: UK
Format: MP3 [320 kbps; stereo; 44,1 kHz]
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Burning House have created a sepia-tinted sound that is both pastoral and psychedelic.
The glacial arpeggios, the guttural feedback that owe’s much to the cinema of Andrei Tarkovsky, as it does to the likes of Red House Painters and My Bloody Valentine.
The music truly takes you on a rollercoaster of emotions which evolves a certain sadness, elation, but also black humor.
Lyrics:
+01 - Mirror Song
Sad for you, when I confront you
helpless in the reflections I make
into islands, of self-obsession
bound by the safety-net
if you love me now, but I can't see through your eyes
when I was in hiding I weld the flower-prize
everyone, everywhere is changing
(Sear)
I love you, but I can't stand to, carry on the way things are my love
into islands of contradiction, screams above the parapet
do you love me now? paper-over lies
when I was in hiding I weld the flower-prize
everyone, everywhere is changing
(Sear)
(Middle)
(sear) twice.
+02 - Mimosa
Faustus, flailing downwards
you can't fool Mephistopheles
with promises of washing up liquid
to you, immaculate disease
to reach out, unto tainted sky
abandoning your earthly home
volcano, stoked and hollow
expose pretenders to the floor
Icarus, Icarus
won't cry anyway.
Unfurl two wings, your hurried waxen-wings of pride and shame
days behind you now
Posers, affluent mothers
silver-spoon, muscle-taught
a construct, a rotting embryo
rewrite the pages torn.
(Chorus)
(Middle)
(?)
(Chorus)
(Solo)
The.
End.
+03 - Languor
eng|None|A nightmare:
How long's it been?
self righteous-pity caught on film
all I have known, comes back to atone where sorrow-remains
keep your eyes on the door
I've seen this before, turned to stone
on the planet of naked form, your pale and beautiful
Pay for nightmares
Pay for
cause she won't ever know
Time that we spend
never amends, a complicated mind
obsession, turned to danger - the promise of someone new
keep it all to yourself, you know that I sense to blacken the corners
and help me amend, these weights in suspense at your eyes
Pay for nightmares
pay for
cause she won't ever know
cause a night alone, can turn your sunrise to ash
Pay for
she won't ever know
(bespoke cognitive dissonance)
(solo)
(Chorus)
+04 - Love's Casket
I'm frozen from the waist up - my life is in threads.
A lovelorn descendent of your blood-shot staircase and... pill-head stare.
They're gnawing at the soil, t...hey're gnawing at the weak, and embedded holes.
Full of swastika bruises and secretarial nail-files...
Fall under the weight of my kiss (take a picture) but don't pose too long, we're up on their cross...andall
I'veknowncomesback
as stone in love's casket.
A slender 22 spills out the limousine to a life of leisure of documentary furniture cocooned in cellophane can I tempt you - with another tear,
pluck from your arrow-head... Oh... I disintegrate
into your... Straitjacketbed... forget me, I'm not worth the time, I'm a dime a dozen wind.
The sea will take me and smash me on your rocks and all I've known comes back as stone in Love's casket.
+05 - 13 Moons
We were soundless, movement dull
tear-filled oceans - lost unknown
weary hunters / hands untied
the architects of our demise
so we sit at the table, for a while we're able
to take stock of our loses
and you'll say, that I'm, I'm to blame
come back, I didn't mean a word
turn away my love, on your side
and then I'll know, It's all my fault
turn away my love, on your side
on the horizon line, a blinking eye
incinerates your disguise, but I'm still a jewel
lost in your sands.
(Chorus)
(Instrumental)
you pour yourself into me like wine
caught in your diving bell
a bouquet, a knife. Strobe lighting!
(Chorus)
Credits:
+All artwork on this page (including album art) created by Victoria Rick: victoriarick.wordpress.com
(background art by Jim Dine)
Contacts:
+http://burninghouse.bandcamp.com
+https://soundcloud.com/burning-house
+https://www.facebook.com/BurningHouseMusic?ref=stream
