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Grappling

by The Tea Club

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Peter Jones
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Peter Jones Hah! The mix at the opening of The Magnet and then the change into the second half.

The Fox In A Hole is a classy track, too, with nice drumming.

But the second track was the winner for me. Favorite track: Remember Where You Were.
Sven B. Schreiber (sbs)
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Sven B. Schreiber (sbs) Some traces of Genesis are audible, but otherwise the music sounds much more avantgarde, unusual, and... well... "modern" in a highly refreshing way - somewhat reminding of the early Landmarq albums. Besides that, it's really hard to find sound-alikes for this music. It's something surprisingly new, and hence deserves the label "progressive" more than many other works of this genre. The songs feature rich vintage keyboard textures throughout, which make the heart of an old 70's freak sing - Hammond, Mellotron, Synths, and even some Rhodes at times. Favorite track: Remember Where You Were.
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Can This Even Be Called Music? One of the best contemporary prog rock bands!
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1.
The Magnet 06:07
From my bed of leaves I am a wretched pilgrim baring the mark no one can see Waiting for sleep, I see chapters from my youth The Old Lampmaker said only the half moon reveals Where the Liquid Light brings me back A tangled web of roots and water Were her words that ran cold and deep And yet I can't shake the flame Of her lamp oil eyes A long centipede is making its way up my arm As the smell of leaves brings me back What a coincidence I've seen one every day since I left But The Magnet inside beckons me to come home From my bed of leaves I am a blessed pilgrim baring the mark No one can see Something miraculous I've seen one every day since I left But The Magnet inside beckons me to come home
2.
"Remember where you were When you heard this" On the outskirts of The Five Ruling Tongues He said to me In that wild, wooly way Half concealed, But I knew he was afraid We were both afraid Come with me and hide away We watched the sun go down It fell like any other But like the visions of our fathers War has come We ride tomorrow And may the grasses grow the greenest Where our blood has been spilt The pines and firs drew near And warmed the air between us When through the needles came a seismic battle cry We ride tomorrow And may the grasses grow the greenest Where our blood has been spilt "Remember where you were When you heard this" On the outskirts of The Five Ruling Tongues He said to me In that wild, wooly way That had called me astray And we stood side by side As we looked down On the host of our mortal enemies Gathered now to join us against The Ruling Tongues Krillisander leads the way His sanguine smile Has turned fierce and wild And the horn is blaring undefiled As we stand against The Five Ruling Tongues Cliffs and canyons Reverberate with mettle unbreakable And The Barlmen's song sang "Remember where you were" But in the grass hides the serpent What has happened To our fierce and wild brothers? Where have you gone Oh Maker of the Bridge? The Bridge Torn Asunder And our sons and daughters Were swept away We watched the sun arrive It rose like any other But like the visions of our fathers War has come I leave you now To meet my fierce and wild brothers Where our blood has been spilt
3.
Dr. Abraham 08:11
Please, please I wanna be away from here Away from the bleached walls I don't know how, I don't know why I've been such a fool Please I wanna be away from here Away from the Old Guard I don't know, I don't know why I have the same dream every night The same dream of recombination Say, say I wanna say goodbye to him The Maestro Arachnid The parasites, the parasites Crawling up my leg Say, say I wanna say goodbye to them The bastards and wenches I see the same, I see the same Faces everyday PATIENT EXHIBITS SIGNS OF DEMONOPATHY PATIENT REQUIRES SEVERE AHABITATION COUNT DOWN FROM 10 AND REST YOUR WEARY HEAD YOU LEAVE ME NO CHOICE BUT TO SAY: "PROCEED" Names, names They have another name for him "Dr. Abraham" He weeds us out until he finds The apple of his eye He has another name for it "Lamination" The river's gone, the river's gone But there remains a sea I wanna be away from here To remove, reforge To rebuild and restore From the vessels of life To the mortal pangs With the sweep of a scythe I've redressed you of life That peculiar reflex toward infirmity My palatial operating table A perfected device I have crafted you Lamination brought ahabitation Never walk again with the mortal pangs Please, please I wanna be away from here Away from the bleached walls I don't know how, I don't know why I've been such a fool Who can accuse you of devilry? Who can call your works profanity? From our own hands came Dr. Abraham Step to the deep furnaces ALL RISE FOR THE NEW APOCALYPSE LAMINATION
4.
All my leaves Are turning red oversoon Storm clouds will come That will make the sun Look like the moon Groon Bear, Sun Beast Dark Lion bellowing Storm clouds will come That will make the sun Look like the moon Unclean spirits like frogs Trapped in cornucopia Oh me, And my lily pad And some form of old nostalgia All my trials Nourishment from bitter fruit Better to wander Than ask advice From a fox in a hole Shedding my skin Rags of silk, rusty youth Better to wander Than ask advice From a fox in a hole Unclean spirits like frogs Trapped in cornucopia Oh me, And some form of old memoria Spirit, spirit Show me my inheritance Storm clouds will come That will make the sun Look like the moon Be still my soul Lovely gold to refine Storm clouds will come That will make the sun Look like the moon Renewed spirits like leaves Raptured on a blustery day Oh me, And some form of strange euphoria
5.
If you'll only just stay I'll sing us a song That only we will understand But it was a song of death and fear That kept me from your white hot wrath I saw a figure And knew him to be my enemy Where have you gone Oh Heavenly Father As we decay and rot into the ground Call me your slave in hidden messages I'll watch your eyes glisten gold, glisten gold Forgive me, I am fallen away Shipwrecked, and dragged you to ruin But good works will go unnoticed And darkness will find... If you'll only just stay I'll read you a story That only I will understand I felt so guilty I wanted to scream You saw my reflection And knew it to be your enemy And with a whimper I lost all light From all my life It's been a mistake And sometimes it seems Its all been taken and mistated But good works will go unnoticed And darkness will find its way Into all things
6.
No signs of life to be found Where the King wears an orange crown Your lungs will freeze without a sound If you cannot read The White The King is alone by the sea Where The White Wind blows bitterly And I would have missed his majesty If I did not learn The White If I could not read The White Book I am old now looking dimly through a glass On a primeval book covered with grass Where all suffering creatures will come And their names are not forgotten I join in with the cries of eternal loss And write in my name Where the Four Winds cross Before me lies the path of most resistance All around me they're calling for the sun A shivering grin is plastered to my face By the gale force winds On the path of most resistance As it takes me to the brink of life Withstanding Winter wings of endless nightfall Only to taste a glimpse of the light Through the cracks in the wall That obscures us from the morning sun... Laughter was the sound that we made then And the waters ran green With the roots and mossy earth We lit a fire over the hearth Under our roof we heard a choir Laughter was the sound that we made then And the waters ran green With the roots and mossy earth We lit a fire over the hearth Under our roof we heard a choir Oh to see again the choir free And to hear again the waters sing On pale pastures and starving streams No signs of The King have been seen But tonight I will be waiting alone by the sea To read a new page in The White Deep in the hive bites the blue sting To the sounds of the wings awakening And I would have missed this Siberian Spring If I had not learned The White....

about

Fueled by the critical success of Quickly Quickly Quickly (2012), the band returned to the studio with a new burst of creative momentum. The result: Grappling, the fourth studio album by The Tea Club. Set to release in 2015, the album features complex, angular instrumentation, anxious and powerful lyrics, virtuosic performances, and endearing melodies. Conceptually, the album summons a series of characters grappling with various personal struggles, told through vivid stories shrouded in utter fantasy.

From the autumnal atmospheres of “The Magnet” and “The Fox in a Hole”, the brooding and frantic emotions of “Dr. Abraham” and the melancholic visions of “The White Book”, the album features the most thoughtful, vivid, and challenging music the band has produced yet. Grappling is modern rock refashioned in antiquity.

"Grappling establishes itself as one of the best progressive rock records this side of 1975. Their themes are a bit darker sounding than their melodies and delivery would have one believe and the mix on this release is so #$@#$% beautiful it could make one weep." Kevin Zecchel, The Monolith

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released November 17, 2015

Patrick McGowan / Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards
Dan McGowan / Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards
Jamie Wolff / Bass, Violin, Cello
Reinhardt McGeddon / Keyboards
Tony Davis / Drums

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