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Onwards

by Acollective

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      ₪28 ILS

     

1.
Simon Says 03:28
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
2.
A Better Man 04:41
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
3.
Stolen Goods 04:03
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
4.
Home Office 03:45
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
5.
Whisky Eyes 03:28
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
6.
Turn to Cry 03:34
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?
7.
Running Away 04:03
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
8.
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
9.
Lewknor Arch 04:10
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
10.
Idiom Autumn 04:57
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
11.
Girls 04:09
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
12.
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
13.
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

credits

released March 11, 2011

Acollective are Roy Rieck, Idan Rabinovici, Roy Rabinovici and Emanuel Slonim


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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