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Brake Light Red Tide

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laura one of my favorites this year, and i'm crossing my fingers it gets a physical release. chris porterfield remains one of the best lyricists, writing songs that conjure up emotions that feel so tangible. his form of storytelling is like sitting down with someone and having a conversation; everything is laid out right in front of you, ready to be picked up. Favorite track: A River's Love.
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Nick Green Dare I state this is a masterpiece?after the live album's release this was an unexpected bonus Favorite track: Puget Sound.
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rhythmtree The vinyl copy has arrived and it is so beautiful. Peoria sounds epic. It is already one of my favourite albums but the vinyl pressing makes it very special indeed. Thanks
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1.
Peoria 03:34
we’ve been falling behind every day for weeks it’s been getting darker and the clouds are forming I couldn’t find the keys and panic flapped its wings let in a little light on daylight savings morning if I should go if I should go I’d do it for ya Peoria unroll my mind lay it out to dry in the sun and steel my spine for the knives that are coming siphon some gas Silverado on the street I can taste it on my teeth on daylight savings morning if I should go if I should go I’d do it for ya Peoria “in my hour of darkness” I am chasing what I cannot see argue with the birds singing on daylight savings morning I found the keys in your coat while you were still asleep who rejoices when the lost is found? the loser or the lost thing?
2.
Breathe 04:29
you try to reason with the bolted door when you get lost in your mind at night who you are, and were before -- know that i am yours if you are mine i tried to get you back inside but my keys don't unlock anything i'm with the ghosts and angels, killing time i'm nothing for you if i don't believe the things we know and dare not breathe the thing we say and don't believe the wall of roses fell climbed off the trellis and onto the wind the beauty that we thought we held just thorny whips looking for skin loving you is hoarding smoke there's nowhere for you to go but in my lungs and in my bones i love you while it kills me slow the things we know and dare not breathe the thing we say and don't believe the stark relief of tree on snow the color's gone, but comes the thaw tell me secrets, leave me notes on the paper they print bibles on the things we say and don't believe the things we know and dare not breathe
3.
we parked by the reservoir a little drunk comparing scars and the volume of a river’s love broke the barrier into the car it pushes through hear it off the service road getting louder deeper we go on the heavy hanging creosote now through the trees, sucking smoke it pushes through pulling me in pulling me closer to you I’ve been fighting it like a liar flailing at the truth shaking like the witness stand you said “take your shame and rip it up” I wasn’t ready for your hand startled by a river’s love it pushes through search the shore for wood and clay dam it, block it, try to tame you were laughing as I tried in vain a river’s love will find a way it pushes through pulling me pulling me closer to you I’ve been fighting it … hold on hold on hold on it pushes through fumbling and falling down overwhelmed around above can’t you see I’m gonna drown drowning in a river’s love it pushes through pulling me in pulling me closer to you I’ve been fighting it like a martyr waving off a rescue pulling me in pulling me closer to you I’ve been fighting it …
4.
I dreamed we were shoulder to shoulder in the backseat wearing puffy coats being driven over a bridge to a funeral for one of our dream-friends’ folks You kept leaning in to face me and you grabbed for my hand in your gloves My heart begs to be light but my mind gets dark Can’t push us into love When we were living right off of the on ramp the highway would lull you to sleep It started to feel like the ocean, break light red tide pulled you to dreams I just heard cars and waves crash in the break wall, sirens around and above My heart begs to be light but my mind gets dark Can’t push us into love There’s a ribbon of white and a ribbon of red tying up the highway under helicopter prayers My phone’s blowing up from a number I don’t know texting over and over “are you there?” I’m guessing it’s you; I heard that you moved— you’re friends keep me filled in enough My heart begs to be light but my mind gets dark Can’t push us into love
5.
Puget Sound 04:45
been landlocked so long when I see the ocean i don’t know how to look around there’s something on the horizon I don’t know how to call it looks like it’s coming aground surrounded by eel grass slipping stones beach glass bird bones something starts pushing through my skin I’m growing roots I’m growing wings I’m dripping poison from my fangs its all happening again I’ve been trying to tell you but I get drowned out every call washing back on Puget Sound it was the first time in a while it was the worst timing i got nobody here I can call hoping i can find a ride i feel the water rising and meet up with the sky as it falls or is your city sinking? I’m going under what does it matter who blinked first can you call it your own without taking everything coerced by a horrible thirst I’ve been trying to tell you but I get drowned out every call washing back on Puget Sound Can the night tell the truth? can you trust the moon, smiling while it lies to you, pooling water at your feet? If I’m using you I hope you’re using me Find a kinder tide to pull you where you need to be my time is spilling out I got too much to much to keep I’ll try you again in a couple of weeks I’m holding on to all of this cause there’s nowhere to set it down until this water recedes I’ve been trying to tell you but I get drowned out every call washing back on Puget Sound
6.
Whulge 03:50
7.
the places that I’ve been and may never see again: I won’t say haunted, but I get visited It follows me around, wherever I go So all things being equal, lately I just stay at home and listen to the refrigerator hum and quietly hum along and wait for it to come begin to begin to begin to begin I swear, dog knows it first-- I can see it in her eyes when she seeks me out, checks in, curls up and and resigns It’s like she heard music from the other room that she recognized-- some theme song from a rerun on the air all the time She don’t like it, she don’t hate it, she just knows that it’s on and that means there won’t be conversation until the show is done that’s when I zone out and disappear and it has begun my darkness comes in darkness and it stays til it is done begin to begin to begin to begin blinding light trip and fall I’m a bat trapped in the house clicking for the walls cause I don’t cry out no more-- I just tiptoe down the hall baby, keep on sleeping I get out the house and it’s just before last call caramel brown bottles, Packers shit is on the wall suck it down, check the clock, beg another round bartender says, “your idea of fun always feels like a breakdown” text my therapist two four six am “hey it’s chris it’s been a while it’s happening again I’ll take the first hour you can get me in” begin to begin to begin to begin

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released April 28, 2020

Produced by Daniel Holter & Christopher Porterfield
Recorded and mixed by Daniel Holter at Wire & Vice (Milwaukee, WI)
Additional recording by Christopher Porterfield at home
Assisted by Ian Olvera

all songs written by Christopher Porterfield
published by Rough Trade Songs (BMI) administered by Rough Trade Publishing

cover art designed by Thom Wolfe

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