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This Is Indie Rock, Vol. 1

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This Is Indie Rock "Volume One" features unreleased songs by The Pit That Became A Tower (Jerusalem, Israel), Clair De Lune (Minneapolis, MN), The Blind King (Boston, MA), Dino Velvet (Hackettstown, NJ), Second Hand Stories (Charlotte, NC), Throat (Larne, Ireland), Winter In Alaska (Normal, IL), Joanna Erdos (Brooklyn, NY), Siva (El Paso, TX), Lakota (New York, NY), Leaving Rouge (Dearborn, MI) and The Kidcrash (Santa Fe, NM). Created to document the music, spirit and resolve of the independent artist, each volume of This Is Indie Rock: The Best Bands You've Never Heard features twelve unreleased and exclusive songs from the hottest new indie rock bands throughout the world. You'll find a diverse mixture of hardcore, punk, rock, emo, metal, pop and more. By uniting all genres of indie rock, these open-submission compilations are destined to surpass the popularity of Deep Elm's other highly acclaimed compilation series. "This is indie rock, make no mistake. Deep Elm is admirable in it's DIY-spirit" says Kerrang. "One of the most reliable curators of indie music...a label that can be trusted" says Splendid. (DER-439)

"The first volume of This Is Indie Rock is so brilliant that I think this is going to be the best compilation series EVER. The record features twelve little known yet very interesting indie bands, covering any genre of music. Among the most famous you can find Clair De Lune, the Deep Elm band that already released the masterpiece Marionettes. There are a lot of surprises on the comp: The Pit That Became A Tower, The Kidcrash, Throat and Siva are some of the finest bands around. Second Hand Stories and Joanna Erdos are two very nice surprises, and be sure to get to know Lakota and Winter In Alaska as well. This Is Indie Rock is super good and it will easily be remembered as one of the top records in 2004." - Truepunk

"This Is Indie Rock picks up the baton left behind by the Emo Diaries and continues to run unabated. Standouts include the epic confusion of Clair De Lune, the bittersweet pop of The Blind Kind and the gorgeously intoxicating delivery by Joanna Erdos. However, the real beauty lies in the overall quality. Combining a myriad of styles - from hardcore, pop and of course indie - Deep Elm have yet again come up trumps in unearthing some of tomorrow's top indie rock stars. Bring on Volume two!" - Big Cheese

"Deep Elm, a fierce little label out of North Carolina, continue their mission of sifting through the chaff, bringing you This Is Indie Rock, which features a dozen new finds that you can't classify (sorry, major label monkeys). There is the low slung casual distortion of The Pit That Became A Tower, molten lead fury of Clair De Lune, the Bright Eyes-meets-Sparklehorse beauty of The Blind King, the screamo of Dino Velvet, coffee shop fragility of the acoustic Second Hand Stories, the knife-edged sharpness of the melodic Throat, the art school workshop softness of Winter In Alaska, tangled piano and aching soul of the delicious Joanna Erdos, the barefisted thuggery of Siva, big Bob Mould-styled soul searching from Lakota, Wilco-style dreaming from Leaving Rouge, and the modern rock snap of The Kidcrash. In short, these twelve bands approach music from different angles, representing a whole new chapter in Deep Elm's quest. As always, Deep Elm is a name you can trust." - Culture Bunker

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released October 26, 2004

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Track Name: The Pit That Became A Tower - I Must Save The President
if you find the time. don't waste it on wine. don't waste it on dames. or video games. but hold on to things. that crystallize kings. that change who we are. and shine like a star. i must save the moment. i must save the president. i must save the ones who trust us as we are. i must save the children. i must save the building. in the name of the love that glues us to the floor. so you think you're bad. collectively sad. but look at the score. get ready for war. is that your helmet? is that your breastplate? is that your sword? a quarter-inch cord?
Track Name: Clair De Lune - Marionettes
kiss the pain that fate passed around. this kind hollows the inside. just as it were another day of later age. you can't see through the windows. more like the shape of hate in your head. passed in the handshake. a truth upon the tongue has placed a face. upon the faults we call hopeless idiot. cause the pattern reverberates. out of care i fear the worst. this pause will trap us both in three words. let the patterns hide their face. at your worst i seem to care. this pause will trap us both in three words. bleed away the rust you housed and shaped in your synthetic heart. of shades that mixed the blood that carries thoughts of your town. burning down in spite of all the love you fail to dodge. lets box and burn just like a wish we would've answered or seen through
Track Name: The Blind King - Indie Pop Song
don't know how to tell you what i feel. cause i'm not really sure myself. you can say that that's okay. but i can tell it's really not. and when you drop me off this time. i'll wonder whether i was clear. or did i just confuse you more. or maybe it doesn't even matter. what's the difference. it's all gonna end someday. you'll play an encore. watch the crowd fade away. it doesn't matter. if we played our songs to perfection. cause it's just an indie pop song. and it always ends this way. i could run away across the world. get a job and never leave. trade my guitar in for a horse. maybe drive a taxi. and you can build your pyramid. across the sea finally get what you need. get the perfect haircut. start another rock band. what's the difference. it's all gonna end someday. you'll play an encore. watch the crowd fade away. it doesn't matter. if we played our songs to perfection. cause it's just an indie pop song. and it always ends this way. don't know how to tell you what i feel. cause i'm not really sure myself. you can say that that's okay. but i can tell it's really not
Track Name: Dino Velvet - The Weekend Warriors
we are those people making coffee in the morning. we are rendering goods and providing services. we're in the stores and the factories. you don't see us. we're just figments of your imagination. we're not housewives. we're not children. we're not cripples or down-syndrome. we didn't have problems growing up. we just wanted something different for ourselves. we work hard to pay the bills. i'll gladly break my back so you can live here. we are in the factories. no doubt building your machinery day in and day out. what is that about twleve hour days and mediocre pay. just to try and stay at lower middle-class stage. i'm washing my hands. i'm making a stand against upper-management and this non-union shop. another ten hour day. another twleve hour day. then a fourteen hour day. i'll gladly break my back so you can live in a beautiful house. with nice new clothes. and have a wonderful life full of opportunities. i'm washing my hands. i'm making a stand against upper management and this non-union shop. you don't understand. you've never dirtied your hands. cause you stand atop the skyrise everyday. buying. selling peoples lives. i'm making a stand. i'm making a plan to retire at sixty. and start enjoying life right before I die. weekend warriors unite. weekend warriors unite. fighting for the extra pay. so we won't have to work as many days. so we can get a few days off. to finish off the stain on the back porch. fighting so the bills are paid. so insurance payments can be made. fighting so the kids can sleep in nice new beds with nice clean sheets. weekend warriors unite
Track Name: Secondhand Stories - Frontiers
catch a spark from the magician's hat. with a glove that could trace all the lines on the map. to a place you would never ever go back. all these photographs and letters and everything attached. you call them love. you call them tiny portraits. portrails of where you were. call them lonely memories. somethings priceless still. catch a train there's a ghost town waiting for you. take the way that so many have followed through. an old frontier with the ghosts of the pioneers. waiting there, still waiting there for you. pack your bags leave the circus behind. take the train take everything. 'cause nothing is for certain. the best performance is always done behind the curtain
Track Name: Throat - Saturday
saturday on my own. but i won't wait until its over. in another day things might change. but i'll hold on. saturday shaking lose. and i'm working twice as hard. to avoid the noose that you set for me. take some time. take it easy. saturday things get worse. but in my view what's to change. it has always been on the edge of taking too long. saturday shaking lose. and i'm working twice as hard. to avoid the noose that you set for me. take some time. take it easy
Track Name: Winter In Alaska - Puzzle: Part One
i've been searching for something i can't find. i keep moving. and the days proceed to pass me by. i lift my head up to take a look around. i notice people. i see them get beaten down. still they are smiling. they always appear so happy. imitating actors preparing for their debut in a movie. and the american viewing public is tuning in watching patiently. to see just who might win. the ball is quickly dropping. and everyone is counting. three-two-one and then it's done. the media entertains a mindlessness that sustains. it's history repeating. for people still searching for meaning. still waiting for a dream to flash across the television screen
Track Name: Joanna Erdos - Silver And Gold
silver and gold. one to touch. and one to hold on to. which one am i to you. say them both and make it true. because i believe that we're falling into the depths of hell. and all i can do is hold on. oh well. i would like to buy a vowel. u because. oh ee. i've been used too much. i've had a drink. every night this week. but I can't get drunk. so I must find another way. to get through the month. the week. or the day. yes I will find the power. to live in the moment. at least in the hour. or the power will find me. oh ee. i would like to buy a vowel. u because. oh ee. i've been used too much. i said i've been used too much. silver and gold. one to touch. and one to hold on to. which one am i to you. say them both and make it true. because i believe that we're falling into the depths of hell. and all i can do is hold on. oh well
Track Name: Siva - G
i swallowed my heart yesterday. and i've been spitting it out. spitting it out. shallow. shallow. shallow. and it's my heart that sticks to you. i can see myself in your eyes (it's a shame). i can see my fear in your eyes. that's why I cut my knees on the floor. it's that same old scene it's played out. it's played out. as I come fully awake. in my skin. i feel betrayed by my eyes. i feel nothing. i swallowed my heart yesterday. and i've been spitting it out. spitting it out. ever since
Track Name: Lakota - So Simple
you think you don't fit in. but you're wrong. i am always there for you. treated bad when you were young. i don't know. how did you become so strong. are you leaving. time to go away. find a better place. try to get some attention. i don't really feel the need to hide. i used to know how just how to to show. it used to be so simple. how has everyone become so blind. to just how i feel. you know that i can't read your mind. you've got to try to tell me what you want in life. how long has it really been. looks like you've been taking quite a while. to make a big decision on your own. because of you. i've been left to face some things that i'm too afraid to do. i'll find a way. to glue the broken pieces back. then perhaps i'll listen to what you have to say
Track Name: Leaving Rouge - Rooms
if these ceilings could speak we'd never need a tv. so much life having gone on beneath. some old brown eyes that once stared above. whispering thoughts about getting on. and traveling places we'll never know. inside we're doing it all again. we're fucked up like we've always been. we're lucky we stand but it's alright. we do it all the time and we're getting by fine. the faces framed on your wall. laugh at you from their view. as you talk yourself into corners. of places you once knew. and i learned about you by going through your things. when your back was turned and my eyes wandering. pitctures tacked on a wall from five years ago. when there was less of you to know. when it was hard and long to think. these are the mirrors where we speak of our lives in the morning. with whatever light comes through. the bathroom window in white shapes that have. nothing to do with me or you. and who will see you off to work. walking snowed sidewalks and. disbelieving in the telephone poles. cause you hear the word heart too much. muttered on the radio by some fuck. as you close your eyes and count your knives. and try to make it all all right. and it's been hard and long to think. these are the rooms where we push off our days in the evening. with whatever light comes through. the bedroom windows in white shapes that have. nothing to do with me or you. what could have been don't ever tell. you don't know now and you never will
Track Name: The Kidcrash - Bells And Hammers
flip through blank pages. for something that makes sense. not a worthless word so i'll tear them up. like love letters. i gave a note. to everyone i've ever known. i made a chord. and let it ring all alone. i wish there was a miracle in my fingertips. but there isn't. and i'll cry wolf, i'll cry fight. but you still won't listen. cause what everybody says makes no difference. and i'd swing for the stands. but i can't seem to hold the bat. and i'd find the perfect words. but i just can't read the map. and maybe if i could write just one thing. unmolested with poetry. or based on more than a true story. it could mean something. there are no heroes. without tragedies. and i'll never be one. cause nothing real has ever happened to me