Onwards

by Acollective

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released March 11, 2011

Acollective are Roy Rieck, Idan Rabinovici, Daniel Shoham, Joseph E-Shine, Roy Rabinovici, Emanuel Slonim and Nadav Luzia


Onwards was performed with Sefi Zisling (Trumpet and Flugelhorn) on Whisky Eyes and Goodbye Bad Days, Yair Slutzki (Trombone) on Whisky Eyes, Noa Urbach (Double Bass) on Idiom Autumn and Lewknor Arch and Hadas Gat (Violin and Viola) on Turn to Cry and Lewknor Arch


Music and lyrics by Roy Rieck and Idan Rabinovici

Produced by Mr. Christopher Shaw and Acollective

Recorded by Chris Shaw
Assistant Engineer: Daniel Anglister
Additional Engineering by Beni Tov, Sergey Shkurin and Yoav Naveh
Recorded at Pluto Studios, Tel-Aviv, Israel
Mixed by Chris Shaw
Mastered by Will Quinnel at Sterling Sounds, NY

Booking & PR: Monocrave - www.monocrave.com

Artwork by Julian Mapmaker
Digital Design: Anna Reingewertz

On the Road:
Sound Engineering by Yoav Naveh
Lighting by Victor Ostrovsky

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Track Name: Simon Says
Simon says please step aside, hand your passports and your pride, fingerprints & bloodshot eyes - sir, don't cross the line
Simon says you're in limbo now, don't know why and don't know how but regulations clearly state i don't need to regret

Better do what-simon-says-'cause-simon-says-that-simon-says-you-need-an-effort-from-me

Simon says: it's time for tea, bon appetite, the maître d' will bring you everything you need -
champagne for everyone!
Simon says you must conceive as clock strikes 12 you better leave the queen's disease and bumblebees - you might as well be dead

Better do what-simon-says-'cause-simon-says-that-simon-says-you-need-an-effort-from-me

Simon says you've had your fun
Simon says what's done is done
Simon doesn't need a gun 'cause border rules ensure you do what Simon says it's after five, I'm off to bed, you're still alive, the new trainee will oversee you don't come back again

Better do what-simon-says-cuz-simon-that-simon-says-you-need-an-effort-from-me
Track Name: A Better Man
I hope you're breathing well and made it through the flight
I hope you learn to sleep with all these flashing lights
I hope your feet don't hurt, I hope they treat you nice
I hope your teeth won't crack from chewing all this ice

I hear you lost some weight, I bet you're feeling small
I hear you did not hear anything at all
I hear you're already here and you're not letting go
I hear and can see quite clear how it ends up in tears, how it ends up in so and so...

And please wake up a better man
I know you want it too
Turn the rust back into sand
Please wake up a better man
Or else just let me through
I hope you can

So let the bed bugs bite 'till they blood-let the night
And when morning comes, let up, let down, put up a hell of a fight
Hold still, if you will, try to think it through
Hold still - it's just a thrill, the joy of killing you're addicted to
Hold still - for what you spill is best served chilled but has no use

So please wake up a better man,
I know you want it too
Turn the rust back into sand
Please wake up a better man
Or else just let me through
I hope you can
Track Name: Stolen Goods
Baby girl, you're the loneliest love in the world
You're a temptress that grew up too spoiled and in the morning seems plain
A glorious wreck
A summer day's post-shower sweat
You're stolen goods still with a seal - too good to be real

And I know I said that I won't
You never got the letters I wrote
You keep looking at me, staining my sheets
Pack up your things and get out
I can't stand your taste in my mouth

Baby girl, you listen but don't understand
Your cries become mouldy with ease
Too eager to please
My friends ain't got a thing left to lose
We ain't got that much left to win
So bring 'em right in

And I know I said that I won't
You never got the letters I wrote
You keep looking at me, staining my sheets
Pack up your things and get out
I can't stand your taste in my mouth

They say son don't give up yet because down here they kill for fun
Track Name: Home Office
Now that everything's done
Now that you're meant to move on
Week ends and so does the dawn
Same beep - different tone

Now that you've eaten too fast
Traces of ghosts from the past
Good friends sign on the cast
Somethings weren't meant to last

It takes time, permits and troubled minds
It takes time to get back on track

Now that your best is all tried
Love lost and entry denied
Mum says it's alright to cry
Mum, she cries from inside

It takes time, permits and troubled minds
It takes time to get back on track

Now that you've dried up your tears
Made sure that everything's clear
Weepings that turn into cheers
Self-burnt stratosphere
Track Name: Whisky Eyes
Not quite sure what you were thinking
Baby's dead, the clock is ticking
Polaroids have faded long ago
Real slim odds but still we're betting
One more round of Lucky 7
Better to be lost than be alone

Whisky-eyes, oh, tell no lies

Logic lane has flooded alleys
Chinese rain on party armies
Loud and screeching harpies on the loose
Pucker up, you look delicious
Bleed me dry with poker kisses
Best of wishes, let me introduce

Whisky-eyes, I wanna die by your side
Whisky-eyes, oh, tell no lies
Why do you lie so?
Whisky-eyes, I despise -
No goodbyes, no goodbyes, no goodbyes

Women ever so promiscuous
After hours advantageous
Ever so courageous, Betty-Bones
Frugal tea with Schopenhauer
Dump the body in the shower!
Plato's cave ran out of flowers
Ho, Ho, Ho!!!

Whisky-eyes, I wanna die by your side
Whisky-eyes, oh, tell no lies
Why do you lie so?
Whisky-eyes, I despise -
No goodbyes, no goodbyes, no goodbyes

Not quite sure what you were expecting
of army brats and fortune telling
Come on Lucky 7, bring me home

Why do you lie so?
Whisky-eyes, I despise
No goodbyes, oh, Whisky-eyes
No goodbyes, no goodbyes, no goodbyes
Track Name: Turn to Cry
No, I never heard her sing,
Never wondered why
No, I never meant a thing,
Never even tried

No, she never changed my ways,
Just watched them swirling by
I was so tired but never went to bed,
There was always too much time

We had a fast car for a steady pace
We had to jump start, what was never dead
And silver linings everywhere, apart from her crystal eyes
Why they turn out oh-so-fair before they turn to cry?
Track Name: Running Away
Running away
And bored of the rain
We never change
And if you come along I'm sure we'll find some room

Change all the locks
Board up the windows
Don't let anyone in
I live in a box
Boxes better than houses who know where you've been

Just running away
Grown bored of the rain
And we never change

It's best to see blind
Provide questions for answers
Questions for questions always
Smile like a knife
An incision precise
The sacrificed mice on your final day

We're running away
Grown bored of the rain
And we never change

And if you come along I'm sure we'll find some room
Track Name: Working Title
I won't let you down more than I can

I won't give you up to dedicated hands, crossing bayonets

And I pay no mind,
I try to stay awake
And I pay no mind,
And the days they feel the same

I won't let you down more than I can
Track Name: Lewknor Arch
Who on earth would want to get off here?
What you gonna do with all your souvenirs?
I just need some air
And i need to be left alone

Who on earth would need so much room?
Far too much make up, far too much cheap perfume
I just need some air
And i need to be left alone

I probably ought to go and sober up
I probably wouldn't do it sobered up
Where you gonna find an empty bed?
I'm probably gonna need an empty head
I just need some air

And i need to be left alone
Track Name: Idiom Autumn
Clear out the path now
Let snow hit the streets
Let bygones be bygones
Let the ceased be deceased

I put my best foot forward
I put my foot in my mouth
One shot in the arm and one shot in the dark

And I won't make her back hurt
And I hold what is true
And in time we're bound to discover
Summer days are through

Three times a week
Go run through the park
A normal well being
An e-mail account

And I'll wear the dirtiest jeans
And I'll take the weirdest of dreams
If all is for nothing
I'll take nothing at all

And I won't make her back hurt
And I hold what is true
And in time we're bound to discover
Summer days are through
Track Name: Girls
Why don't you try to sleep alone?
I don't think you'll have trouble to pass out
And if you try to keep still, and still you won't dream when you sleep alone

Why don't you ever make a sound?
I don't think that you're present in our still life
A best of all possible worlds and girls don't speak up when they sleep alone

A big drop
There'll be nothing left if you slip up
You better get off while it's still stopped
Remember the words that you wrote but don't you tell me how to sleep alone

Why don't you try to sleep alone?
I don't think you'll have trouble to pass out
And if you try to keep still...

Don't tell me how to sleep alone
Track Name: Seven Year Stitch
No one could tell how it started but each one can tell you how it may end
No one denies that he saw it coming from miles and miles away

Nobody actually bought it
She scratched and she screeched while we stood there and played
Everyone seemed to ignore it
A pat on the back, just to wipe the decay

Why wasn't I alerted? Please do not feed it and don’t lay it flat
Memories used and defected
I can't find the invoice and I can’t take it back
Track Name: Goodbye Bad Days
Goodbye bad days
Goodbye heartaches
Bid farewell to wasted afternoons
And pretty soon you'll clear your conscience
Or swim with big fish
Leave the books to gather dust
Turn what's shiny into rust

Something new to hate
Something new to break
Bid farewell to hollow metaphors
And pretty soon you'll find a clean slate
Or make your great escape
Either way what's done is done
Either way what's dead is won

Take your clothes off
And lets go get lost
If they don't see us then it doesn't count, without a doubt
I'm in a tailspin
In the shallow end
We'll keep running while we can
We'll keep breathing while we...

No more feeling sad
No more days in bed
Bid farewell to nodding patiently
And suddenly you'll stay a waitress,
I'll be a right mess
No one else can ever know
No one else will ever know

Goodbye bad days
Goodbye heartaches
You better find a brand new noms de guerre
And while you're there we'll keep the gate locked
And if it gets dark we'll burn books to keep us warm
One day we'll find our way back home