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Light The End And Burn It Through

by Apollo Up!

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Calling out across the crowd Covered ears and open mouth Can you hear me in the back? We make our exits where we can Sidewalks follow where we ran Can they hear us in the back? No course of action seemed so Unlikely as... There wasn't time to find the flashlight It didn't seem like it was midnight
2.
Ticonderoga 02:45
We regret to inform you that there has been a change of plans Steve will take your money at the door, but there will be no band Please walk single file into the office, where we'll brief you on the Recent developments in our project: We must take your wallets Please take a few minutes to review the pamphlets we've given you Bullet points in red define specific reasons why it's come to this Fill out the perforated section, tear it off, and sign it Now, if you don't mind, please go line up outside. The cars are waiting The passengers could not be saved Ticonderogas in his grave
3.
[instrumental]
4.
The escalator broke down! And the footsteps in the hall? He was waiting for a call But the engineers could not find a way No! And so the lever drops down But the signal won't go out And the workers had their doubts "Will we ever get out of this place alive?" Light the end and burn it through
5.
A black ribbon Rolled out before me Registered clockwise And counterclockwise I hear a voice now Is it the radio? Or a reminder Of a remainder Piles of paper Stacked like a canyon Blown and scattered And stained crimson Or still standing Locked and bolted Left for dead Gone and forgotten There's a black car, there's a white car Show me the distance. Show me the difference Another breakdown A strip of gravel Vapor rises From either side now Like wet asphalt In the summer Or open wounds In the winter Pinch the bridge and Massage the temples Push it down and Hold it under A cold bed is A cold comfort It's all the same Gone and forgotten
6.
Metal seems petrified Down where the road's ruts hide A story I have heard How could the carriage ride? A flash of panic shines Right where the wheel aligns Presently, liturgy Approaching in the pines Magnetic south ran through his heart Magnetic fortune cast it apart And did his hands shake in the grass? What was the end of the story?
7.
Like That! 00:55
From the start there were signs That the end would be determined just like that. We were told that the cold Would be here until we're old, now recite that.
8.
My Real Baby 02:26
Small hands unlatch, open the gate Small feet traverse the path to reach The spot marked by candles, balloons Their pounding hearts sound out like drums The dogs, horses, motorcycles Are overwhelmed by eager youth Let them run free, become secure One day, one day, they'll own it all I lost my baby in the crowd But found a new one on the ground Brown eyes, black hair, white teeth, red blood It won't be hard to love this one My hands they reach can't get a grip I can't sit back and watch you slip Ten fingers, toes, and ways to love This ball of dirt, this little shit
9.
It's in the budget now, there's paint enough to go around The shadow of a silo casts their logo on the ground Pick up your feet The lefts and rights come quicker now, your jaws are swollen shut Antiseptic hides the taste of what's left of your blood Spit out your teeth The minus tide subtracts the coastline. What's left of our town? What was once a city now makes not a single sound
10.
The edict came down from heaven in 1970 Sports cars and wallets all lined up to march into the sea Various presidents' residences would relocate They couldn't find an accountant to fix the rate So they walked into the ocean Slept in their coats and ties But when they thought about it There was too much invested They took a hit! Radio sends static transmission Just when we all thought the worst was done (We) aimed our headlights straight into the sun Jagged Eisenhower on the run! The treasury had one last thing to do And then they were through: A special dime made of solid gold For you to swim and hold.
11.
Count it off One, two, three Here's our big apology It can't be earned by common means We put the fix in We won't be sold But for a price We'll exchange some good advice A narrow room might change your position Where do I sign? Where do I sign? Fuck the fine print This is not your, this is not your Average payoff A ringing sound A pain in the neck Took more than you could expect The lawyers wait, peripherally Eyes on the ceiling A dotted line Is hard to see But when the axe comes, finally The bitter end is plain and apparent It's all in your hands now What's mine is yours and what's yours is yours What's up with my finger?
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about

The three members of Apollo Up! have spent a decade playing with and without each other in various combinations (Shiboleth [sic], Lotushalo, the OCG, the Shakedown Cruise, et al). At the end of the summer of 2002, Jereme Frey (drums, percussion), Jay Leo Phillips (guitar, vocals, keys), and Mike Shepherd (bass, vocals) decided to make an attempt at finding a middle ground between post-punk pop and progressive rock precision.

Under the influence of books that people don’t finish (Joseph McElroy’s the Lookout Cartridge, Thomas Pynchon’s Gravity’s Rainbow, etc.) and East Nashville’s plentitude of discount beer & tobacco stores, the pieces fell quickly into place. Songs like “My Real Baby” and “Distance/Difference” erupted, fully formed, as fiery bursts of window-rattling riffery; “Ticonderoga” and “Escalator Broke Down” are two-and-a-half minute shards of jagged pop. Their efforts were first documented, self-recorded and self-released, on the 5-song Demonstration Recording EP (January 2003).

From there, Apollo Up!’s song writing continued to develop in wider, more varied directions: “#8 (I Still Love You But I Want You To Die)” is an instrumental workout with a unique vocal approach; “Magnetic South” matches a poignant family history with soaring guitar heroics; “Saw Her Standing There” adds analog synth to the mix for even greater textural flavor; “Some Kind of Washington” and “Jagged Eisenhower” push the mixture of technical musicianship and melodic splendor to new heights.

In August of 2003, just a year after their first rehearsals, Apollo Up! began recording their first long-player with Jeremy Ferguson at Battle Tapes in Nashville. Nashville’s Theory 8 Records will release the resulting 11-song CD, Light the End and Burn It Through, at the end of November.

credits

released January 27, 2004

Written and performed by Apollo Up:

Jereme Frey: Drums, Vocals
Jay Leo Phillips: Guitars, Vocals, Keyboards
Mike Shepherd: Bass, Vocals

Additional vocals on track 11 by Micah Barnes, Beth Cameron, Jessica Dungen, Sarah Goad, Ally Hart, Tony Read, Jerianne Thompson, and Andy Wilhite

Recorded July & August 2003 by Jeremy Ferguson at Battle Tapes in Nashville, with assistance from Tony Read and Apollo Up. Mixed August and September 2003 by Jeremy Ferguson. Mastered October 2003 by Jim DeMain at Yes Master.

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