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A digital-only collection of the 18 songs comprising Deep Elm's early 7-inch releases (nine in all) that started the label. Includes two songs each by Nada Surf, Ruth Ruth, Scout, Velour (Closer), 50 Feet Tall, Camber, Muler, Shake Appeal and Curdlefur. All original recordings (versions are different than those released on CD) previously available only on limited edition vinyl. (DER-457)

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released 01 April 2007

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Track Name: Nada Surf - Deeper Well
if i fell down a big hole. would you tell. how do you know. it's a deepening well. like the big o. i know. it's a bad scene to be whole. it's a bad dream i hope. marie. to feel. they're following me. if i painted a tear. would you figure it out. would it make matters clear. would it shed some doubt. it's been happening for years. it's a roundabout. pull back from the front. there's a bigger gap. than you thought. a bigger trap. in which to be caught. i've got to get away from the bricks. all these straight lines are making me sick
Track Name: Nada Surf - Pressure Free
i would love to be pressure free. from the weight of nothing that bears down on me. how can i assimilate two thousand years. when i can't even deal with everyday fears. i've been married and i've been a slut. and in the middle of both i said so what. gotta stop thinking like a shrink. gotta listen to my own promises. wake up you there's nothing more. what do you think you're waiting for. but if i'm waiting for nothing then what am i doing. don't you ever do what i did. listen to the tv. listen to the other kids. now at stage one i'm still tying my shoes. all the time i'm missing hints. all the time i'm dropping clues
Track Name: Shake Appeal - My Danger
my danger likes to hide. behind those icy eyes. my danger likes to rock. she thinks the Beatles suck. my danger hates her mother. some day she'll look just like her. my danger's analyst. keeps asking for kiss. there's no excuse for the sleep that i lose. over lost arguments and her bad attitude. it's the cross that i bear. but it's worth it i swear. and i'm the only one who knows and no one else was ever closer. my danger tastes the truth. like it's forbidden fruit. my knows the lines. she's said a million times. there's no excuse for the sleep that i lose. over lost arguments and her bad attitude. it's the cross that i bear. but it's worth it i swear. and i'm the only one who knows and no one else was ever closer. my danger likes to hide. behind those icy eyes. my danger likes to rock. she thinks the Beatles suck. my danger likes to rock. she thinks the Beatles suck. my danger likes to rock
Track Name: Shake Appeal - Everything Counts
i'll take the wind right out of your sail. and with a tug at the knee i'm halfway there. feeling superstitious at last. the rabbit's foot dangling out of my pants. a mental shuffle and a twist in your brain. you can't come home and have it all the same. everything counts in the end. i'd like to share this. with you. cause baby i'm better off dead. well you can go ahead and count yourself out. of everything that you cause. maybe you never had any doubt. and baby i was to blame but you were at fault. it couldn't happen at a better time. stoned all night and out of my mind. cold ceramic floor for my bed. the accusations fly at the drop of a dime. yes everything counts in the end. i'd like to share this. with you. cause baby you're better off dead. everything works if you let it. don't be sheep and follow the flock. a simple response and a glance from your eye and i'm lost
Track Name: Camber - Hollowed-Out (original)
takes me down underneath its weight. it is my master. i will drown underneath its sea it spells disaster. underneath its sea all's lost and found. until it's swallowed whole what's yours no way to ever know how much this can weigh. hollowed-out and broken. feeling i have lost control. and everything is gray. my dark cloud hovers overhead. constant companion. wrapped in dark shroud. lie alone in bed bottomless canyon. lie alone in bed all's lost and found. until it's swallowed whole what's yours no way to ever know how much this can weigh. hollowed-out and broken. feeling i have lost control. i am so tired of this conscious sleep. lethargic, low and uninspired. sinking ever deep. wallow in wet cement. i'm mired. crush me underneath it all. pull me from the weight that squeezes down
Track Name: Camber - Question Marks
we fall in love. happy as clams. play out our roles. bleed until there's nothing left. we fall in love. happy as mud. play out our parts. tear each other down with no regrets. question our sanity each time we say that there is nothing wrong with us. question our needs every time that we stay. don't understand what's wrong with us. we fall in love. happy as bugs. play out our hands. feed until there's nothing left. we fall in love. happy as shit. play out our games. wear each other down with no regrets
Track Name: Velour - Choice
you are the one the eyes. the nose the hair the one. no one you see. for sight the light is so slight. it's alright so tight so tight. i don't want to be the one for you. i don't think that i can fit those shoes. every now and then i hear the voice. and when it comes again i have no choice. my teeth they're sharp i bite. i'll sleep this off and then i'll get off get off. i don't want to be the one for you. i don't think that i can fit those shoes. i don't ever want to see you cry. i don't ever want to say goodbye. so goodbye for now
Track Name: Velour - Let Her Go
she reads me like a page in porno. and she looks down before she goes. she walks away as i try to touch her. and talk to her acquaintance suffer. let her go let her go. you got to take her slow. so she don't want to live no more. and then she doesn't know. i don't know i don't know. she says she doesn't know. her passion is for everyone. that treats her like a whore. she sits alone in a cold corner. thinking of dreams that will always haunt her. she feels her friends that feel that they've lost her. cannot hold on any longer. let her go let her go. and now it's six months old. and i was never in love. never be i could never be. now she's in my soul. i was never one. so that the world can see. feel her heart when it skips a beat. i feel her cold tears on my cheek. like when i watch her when she sleeps. it's a graceful quality
Track Name: Scout - Plague Dogs
all of you lost. i was lying. i was up to no good. i'm going too. you will let me. you want me to want you. i give you the world. go help yourself. digging around. forget what you've heard. give me your life. hands up or else. i heard you say. complain i've been so lonely. give me let me see. you will feel all the love in my hand. give you the word. go help yourself. dig in around. forget what you've heard. give me your life. hands up or else
Track Name: Scout - Breathcatches
pour yourself back into the bottle. the mood you swung out from doesn't include me. i won't bother you. kicking stones and counting stars is fine by me. so long. breathe on me. cold as ice next to your body. and why did she run into his arms. i don't know. i was far too young. she strapped me in the seat and left me to die. all alone down here. so long
Track Name: Curdlefur - Anthemic Tune
didn't like the taste of it. but she kept it in till she. couldn't live without it. didn't like the smell of it. but he kept it in till he. couldn't live without it. invasive procedure by the corporate elite. they'll send you a table. they'll reserve you a seat. they'll lend you a label that's radical and neat. and send you a bill for using your own feet. they'll destroy you if they can. no ethics or position. no god to answer when they. make a decision. in the marketplace your body is. an incision. an open welcome door. mine with precision. gonna heal my self. cause there's no one else. gonna heal myself. they'll cut out your insides. and feed it to the bears. send you insurance from. a company that cares. leave you in the street with. broken glass and grey hair. and after you have paid for. the telecomputer fairs. and they're never satisfied. till your totally drained. of your luck and your love. and they infect your brain. like a street with a truck. that used to be a lane. like a body without a. heart mind soul or pain. they'll eat your lungs out
Track Name: Curdlefur - Noon
the goose was plucked and roasted. the goose was not eaten this time. noon was no longer the hour to eat. noon was the hour to die. a broken wheel. a cracked cap. a wounded baby. a black wrap. a shattered heart. a bleeding bud. a falling light. an unknown son. noon was no longer the hour to eat. noon was the hour to die. scar in the soil. a strung out rose with no thorns. penny in the pavement. a leaking barrel and i was born
Track Name: Muler - On The Rug
i found that every time. sprawled out on the rug with you in mind. feel it in my knees. sophia won't you please. no one knows how much i love your eyes. i stare at nothing more. face is faded falling off my door. rome is far away. i'll make it there one day. to tell you all the times we've been alone
Track Name: Muler - Slowpoke
swam through and fumbled for the light. stuck around for hours and spent the night. snuck into my room, put your head on my pillow. backtrack when you led me wrong along. dirt path, as you hummed that velvet's song. and i cleared it out as we played under willow. i see you i can't believe that you're my friend. cherry coke no dope nothing but a slowpoke. sometimes i thought your style ruled. you played it safe. played it cool. dug in deep and found you were shallow. can't tell if i know what you're all about. can't say if i think you deserve an out. said you played guitar even before you said hello
Track Name: Ruth Ruth - Brainiac
my uncle george had a great dane. who chewed a paw off in connecticut. when i walk into a room i'm not afraid to feel feminine. i've never done heroin i've never done much of that. and though i may appear likable. i'm merely trying to remember i'm not on fire. oh no mom my collar bone again. my father took me mountain climbing. i've got a picture to show to you. my grandma lived in florida and her front lawn hurt my bare feet. i've never tried to kill a cricket with a firecracker on the fourth of july. i've never done much of anything that didn't have productive quality. what a goddamn liar. even though you taught me to love my body. even though i'll never be italian. i won't forget. people who act confident go far. i've got a brain in my head. it may not be your imagination. if you think i'm looking at you with contempt. i wish it could be different. but occasionally i'm cruel. i get down. i can't help but think i've long buried. a horrible childhood memory. and why do i keep on dreaming. about the queen of fourth grade cheryl englehart. and what i lack in aphrodisiac. i think i make up for in appetite. i'm a young john wayne. even though you fuck me on my birthday. even though i'm an advocate of hygiene. i won't forget. people who act confident go far. i've got a brain in my head. even though you make my bed like mom did. even though i really don't know how to be a friend. i won't forget. people who act confident go far. i've got a brain in my head
Track Name: Ruth Ruth - Love Potion No. 10
i'm afraid. i'm afraid. i don't like you. don't come near me. leave me alone. i'm afraid. i feel creepy. when you hold me. i pretend i love you. when oh my god i'm afraid. you've got everything a man could want. you're even rich and beautiful. but i can't put my finger on. why i freak out every time. you touch me in the dark
Track Name: 50 Feet Tall - Superhighway
portion out the moonlight rays. on the smooth highway in the rain. bouncing off the tar filled roads. i can see the sunlight. reflect my blame. and we bury all our crimes. try to read between the lines. passions leading us astray. map my anatomy advertise my heart. point us toward the scenic view. tell us what is history. tell us when to part. we're the same trapped inside a frame. hollow men we manufacture tin cans. for the modern plan shrink your life span. behind the wheel of an automobile. hunting deer with our headlights. bodies smear the pavement as we drive by. waste away the darker hours. what will you devour when we arrive. and danger slips in streams. our anger hides in dreams
Track Name: 50 Feet Tall - It's Not Funny
a camera a shooting gun. you can loose yourself along the way. when i was young i shot the sun. at twilight red filled the western sky. and i see you very clearly now. over the hills but a needle in my eye won't change my views. it's not funny now even if i feel okay. is this futile power running in a wind tunnel. a photograph in album size. memories shot down between the pages. a frozen thought hangs in time. distorts the world in silver haze. the moon shines brightly on the sand. trace this moment with your hand. light reflecting in our eyes. framed by glowing desert skies. and it's not funny. now we hide our thoughts like pictures in the sand. film in a plastic box. can only capture politics