The Summer Of Fourteen (Acoustic, Live in the Studio)

by Silverlode

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Silverlode is an indie rock band from Leeds, UK and we proudly present 'The Summer Of Fourteen'.... our live ‘acoustic’ album. Here is some background information about where it came from:-

Silverlode regularly features Rob (that's me), Scott, Gaz, Dave, Hannah and Luke. In the last eighteen months Gaz, Dave and myself have all become fathers and so, in a general sense, the management of work, home, leisure and band life has become a little trickier. Gone are the days when we would play five gigs a week up and down the land. But we don't quit; we use the time we do have to work differently and create something new. And so, during 2014, we played a lot of gigs as a an 'upbeat folksome trio' with an instrument-swapping line up of Rob, Scott and Hannah. 'Summer of Fourteen' is a collection of ten songs recorded live to reflect performances with eight originals and two covers (The Felice Brothers and The Smashing Pumpkins).

It turned out that the majority of gigs in 2014 were played this way, developing a new and flexible line-up to enable us to tread the line between being acoustic folk/pop act and an indie rock band. At these gigs the audience would regularly see Scott sitting at the front of the stage to play kick drum and foot tambo whilst playing acoustic bass guitar or the reed organ; for some songs he would play full drums. Hannah would switch between synth and ukulele, and occasioanlly swap to the bass behind her paisley keyboard stand. All the meanwhile I would stand behind at the back and bash the Dick Dale out of my acoustic guitar and all three of us would sing our hearts out.

We wanted to document this new and potentially temporary live line up on record. The idea was to work quickly. Write the songs, play the songs, record the songs, release the songs – before the summer was over. Our previous album, Eye In The Void, took around two years to make from conception to final release, largely due to the fact that it was heavier guitar and effects-laden record of greater complexity. We wanted this one to be swift and fairly spontaneous.

So the Summer of Fourteen was recorded live, as per gig performances, across several sessions at my Grain Division Studio, Leeds and then mixed and mastered by Mike Cockerham at Syke Lane Studios (Mike did a great job of mixing Eye In The Void). Each songs is the first or second take, with the exception of Meadow Song which, for some reason, too rather a few more to nail. Imperfections abound, but that was always going to be the deal. Essentially, this is the sound of us trying something different to our usual studio approach and trying to be honest about where we are at. Or rather where we were at in the summer of fourteen…..

Rob Silverlode, Jan 2015

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released March 1, 2015

Performed Live by:-
Rob - Vocal + Acoustic Guitar
Scott - Vocal + Acoustic Bass + Reed Organ + Drums + Harmonica
Hannah - Vocal + Organ + Synth + Ukulele + Acoustic Bass

All music written by Silverlode (Crosby / Rowley / Searle-Jones)
Except: FRIENDS (Crosby / Rowley / Searle-Jones / Sutcliffe / Varley-Doran), Her Eyes Dart 'Round by Ian Felice, Ava Adore by William Patrick Corgan and (In Reference To) The Girl In The Swing contains reference to The Girl In The Swing by Mike Scott.

Recorded live at Grain Division Studio, Leeds by Rob Rowley
Mixed and Mastered at Syke Lane Studios, Leeds by Mike Cockerham
Design and Art Direction by Scott Lee Crosby

Thanks to the rest of the band, Gaz, Dave and Luke.

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Silverlode is a indie rock and folk band from Leeds, UK.

We are an folk band in the broadest sense of the word; self-taught musical ruffians who play to our own traditions; we play heavy and we play softly; we are into aggressive whimsey and that kind of thing.

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Track Name: Her Eyes Dart 'Round
O my love is light as a dove
Her skin is fair and dark is her hair
And her eyes dart 'round and fall on the ground
And her lips move along to an old country song

O down south you'll find, amongst the tall pines
An old liquor store where we danced on the floor
O the light on the wall, it brightens the hall
But the room in the back is quiet and black

What keeps me alive is the green in your eyes
And the sweet distant drone of your voice on the phone
Could I hear, in death, your voice and your breath?
Could I hear them sounds in life underground?

Lightly she walks among the white stalks
And, craning her neck, she steps from the deck
Could I bow in the sand to your lilly white hand?
May my head gently rest on your lilly white breast?

O my love is light as a dove
Her skin is fair and dark is her hair
And her eyes dart 'round and fall on the ground
And her lips move along to an old country song
Track Name: FRIENDS (Or I Came Here To Drink Booze And Destroy Town)
FRIENDS (OR I CAME HERE TO DRINK BOOZE AND DESTROY TOWN)

I tried to party all night but I crashed out 'round twelve-thirty
Tried to party all night but I really wasn't thirsty
I wasn't going to go, I tried to stay at home but they made me
Yeah, there's something going on but I'm a Stay-In Stacey

And if I don't get back alive
Or if I don't make thirty-five

It’s been a wonderful time, thanks for coming to see me
Had a wonderful time, but I read the signs, I'm leaving
I wasn't going to go, ‘cos I’ve forgotten how to partáy
Tried to rock out tonight but I threw up outside Carpe

And if I don't get back alive
Or if I don't make thirty-five

Keep holding on
Keep holding on
Keep holding ever-shifting shapes and bodies out in space anon
Friends holding on

And if I don't get back alive
Or if I don't make thirty-five

Keep holding on
Keep holding on
Keep holding ever-shifting shapes and bodies out in space anon
Friends holding on
Track Name: Nothing (Mediterranean Blue)
Nothing
That's all I hear
Down by the scenery
Of sea
And nothing below
The breeze in the trees
The sand between my toes
And all is well
So far as I can tell
Feel free to tell me otherwise
But nothing
That you could say
Could ruin this heatwave
And if I had my guitar
I'd play something fast and mean
It's the Estrella raging in my bloodstream
And the red wine stains
On my white Felice shirt
But It's all worked
Out well for me

Mediterranean blue for the day
Take a little sunshine with your afternoon rain
Won't be long until I'm back again
Mediterranean blue for the day
Take a little sunshine with your afternoon rain
Won't be long until I'm back again
Track Name: You Are The One That I've Been Waiting For
Yes it is evening, it's always the evening
Out in the garden, I am freezing
Candle still burning, your coat on my arm
My breath in the air and the air is calm
The tiles in the bathroom, the paint on the door
The things that need mending, your clothes on the floor
You won't pick them up at all
You are the one that I've been waiting for

You are the one that I've been waiting for
You are the one that I've been waiting for

I saw a serpent biting its tail
And a host of angels drowning in flame
I've seen beauty lost, un-replaced
All I know is that I have to wait
Still, the sky is on fire If you look to the west
Where the fields burn black and the city is lost
There is nowhere safe for me anymore
You are the one that I've been waiting for

You are the one that I've been waiting for
You are the one that I've been waiting for

Although I didn’t know
Although I didn’t know
How could I not know!?

I've been to more weddings than funerals up to date
But I'm aware that one day that will change
Waited one Christmas for the birth of a boy
In a hospital ward filled with women and noise
My friends are scattered throughout time and space
But we come together when the effort is made
I'll write you your own song, until then be sure
You are the one that I've been waiting for

You are the one that I've been waiting for
You are the one that I've been waiting for
You are the one that I've been waiting for
Track Name: Sweeter Than Silence
She’s still pretty but don’t mention last year’s breakdown
She’s going to find another in town
And creep under the skin like a sad, sad ivy
Like a poison charm or a boat lost at sea
She’s a boat lost at sea
Like a sad, sad, sad ivy
Like me

On with a life. Her eyes slowed to adjust
She dreams of control, power and trust
And creep under the skin like a sad, sad ivy
Like a poison charm or a boat lost at sea
She’s a boat lost at sea
Like a sad, sad, sad ivy
Like me

Blurred numbers dance under tired skies
Blurred numbers dance under tired eyes

You make the sweetest sound that I’ve ever heard
Sweeter than those of Mary the First
The sweetest sounds I’ve heard on this earth
You make the sweetest sound that I’ve ever heard
Sweeter than those of Mary the First
The sweetest sounds I’ve heard on this earth
Track Name: Meadow Song
In the windy meadow beneath the shade of an old oak tree
Sip a little whisky, come keep me company
We’re not lost --- I know exactly where we need to be
Oh, my days…..

Dragonflies, bright and blue land on grass of deep green
There is a humming on the breeze. Sounds like
All I’ve ever said or done, and all I’ve ever seen
Coming back to me…..

Come and say hello in the meadow
You know that you want to
I'm alone, on my own, in the meadow
I'll wait one more day for you

This old guitar has a lot of scars but a solid wooden heart
In this world of sin, I’m so afraid to live.
It’s been awkward from the start but on and on it spins
Join me as I sing….

Come and say hello in the meadow
You know that you want to
I'm alone, on my own, in the meadow
I'll wait one more day for you
I'll wait one more day for you
I'll wait one more day for you
Track Name: Joanne
Now Joanne, she's a strange one
Her big ideas, they come and they go
She's a feather on a windsome morn
And she's an angel in the snow

She doesn't know where she's going
And she doesn't know how to slow
She needs something, something that's different
In the life she's come to know

When Joanne rings in the changes
You know you're not going to come through
You've seen Joanne's life rearranging
And she's written her own rules

Now Joanne's nowhere to be seen
I've not heard her voice on the telephone
She's a ghost in my lifeline
Since she turned and walked that road

When Joanne rings in the changes
You know you're not going to come through
You've seen Joanne's life rearranging
And she's broken her own rules

And she's still, still feeling used
And she's still, still running confused
And she's still, yes she’s still in a state
I can't help but feel like she likes it that way
Oh Joanne, are you unhappy?
Or Joanne, are you just bored?

When Joanne rings in the changes
You know you're not going to come through
You've seen Joanne's life rearranging
And there are, there are no rules
Track Name: Ava Adore
It's you that I adore
You will always be my whore
You'll be a mother to my child
And a child to my heart
We must never be apart
We must never be apart
Lovely girl you're the beauty in my world
Without you there aren't reasons left to find

And I'll pull your crooked teeth
You'll be perfect just like me
You'll be a lover in my bed
And a gun to my head
We must never be apart
We must never be apart
Lovely girl you're the murder in my world
Dressing coffins for the souls I've left to die
Drinking mercury. To the mystery
Of all that you should ever leave behind
In time

In you I see dirty
In you I count the stars
In you I feel so pretty
In you I taste God
In you I feel so hungry
In you I crash cars
We must never be apart

Drinking mercury. To the mystery
Of all that you should ever seek to find
Lovely girl you're the murder in my world
Dressing coffins for the souls I've left behind
In time
We must never be apart

Drinking mercury. To the mystery
Of all that you should ever seek to find
Lovely girl you're the murder in my world
Dressing coffins for the souls I've left behind
In time

We must never be apart
And you'll always be my whore
'Cause you're the one that I adore
And I'll pull your crooked teeth
You'll be perfect just like me
In you I feel so dirty
In you I crash cars
In you I feel so pretty
In you I taste God...
We must never be apart
Track Name: (In Reference To) The Girl In The Swing
Tossing and turning on a sea of teeth
The Girl In The Swing always helps me to sleep
Not for the first time in my whole life
But I fucked up pretty bad this time…..

Here at the top of my skull, I wonder, how could it be?
Hearts are little liars and are not to be believed

And you say I am insolent
And I am incomplete
I’m a forest fire on a city street
But I don’t want to be
I’ve got a life to lead
You say I’m a juvenile
I’m an awful friend
I’m a runaway train at the railroad’s end
Something I don’t want to see
But that’s not really me

I was sailing away upon a lake of sweat
Every harbor filled with poison regret
And I wasn’t sure if I’d survive….
So I brought a pistol to your knife fight

Here at the top of my skull, I wonder, how could it be?
Hearts are little liars and are not to be believed

And you say I am insolent
And I am incomplete
I’m a forest fire on a city street
But I don’t want to be
I’ve got a life to lead
You say I’m a juvenile
I’m an awful friend
I’m a runaway train at the railroad’s end
Something I don’t want to see
But that’s not really me

Some ride for a woman who has no name, some ride for a king
But me I’d ride and ride for The Girl In The Swing
Race like a phantom through fields of snow
You ask me if I know what love is? Sure I know
But hearts are little liars and must be treated so
Ba Ba Ba-Ba Ba-Ba Ba Ba
Hearts are little liars and I dont want to know
Ba Ba Ba-Ba Ba-Ba Ba Ba
Ba Ba Ba-Ba Ba-Ba Ba Ba
Ba Ba Ba-Ba Ba-Ba Ba Ba
Track Name: Emergence Of The Surgeons
This can happen any day
So be careful what you say
Be clean and tidy oil the lock
Trim the garden, wind the clock
And now, with swift emergence, comes the woman and the surgeons

Turn off your eyes, forget your mind
Don’t forget what’s left inside
Blue eyed silhouetted frame
She came to talk with me again
And now, with swift emergence, comes the woman and the surgeons