Ghost House

by The Parlor

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    releases 21 November 2014

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I Am What I Appeared
Laura Ingalls Wilder
We Will Elope
You're the One (That I'll Haunt)
Big Big Love


Ghost House is a collection of songs from the vault. Songs we’d written but never recorded. Songs we recorded but wanted to breathe new life into. All of them were composed between 2006-2011, with the exception of tracks 1& 6 which were written in 2013.

They were revisited in August of 2013 while we recorded Apres Garde with Sgt. Dunbar & the Hobo Banned.

This EP became a parenthetical pause during the in-depth recording and production process of Wahzu Wahzu. We left many of the songs in the raw, creating a batch of stomp + clap, campfire-folk tracks that remind us of the pass-the-guitar days of 2008.


releases 21 November 2014

written, recorded, and produced by Eric Krans & Jen O'Connor
Eric Krans: vocals, guitar, bass, drums
Jen O'Connor: vocals, percussion

c 2007-2014



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The Parlor Altamont, New York

Named after a room in the haunted 19th century farmhouse in Upstate New York where Krans and O’Connor write and record. The Parlor has performed at the Farm Aid festival alongside music icons Neil Young, Willie Nelson, and Dave Matthews.
They have opened for Grammy Nominated artists the The Lumineers, and have shared the stage with Willy Mason, Deer Tick, Phantogram, and Sharon VanEtten.
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Track Name: This Old Life
We've learned how to live this old life.
We dance in the morning, sail away in the evening.
We tell our mothers how we love them,
and place our hands on the shoulders of our fathers.

Oh this old life! this old life!

Oh we are wonderful animals.
Blessed with the thoughts that drive us insane.
And the means to compensate, the means to create.
And heaps of hard working words to correlate.

Oh this old life! this old life!