Wahzu Wahzu

by The Parlor

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    "The album sees the Parlor stoking their campfire into a forest-scorching disco inferno, staking out their dancefloor on backwoods dirt and using the stars above as their LED rig." -Pitchfork
    “Wahzu Wahzu manages to achieve what most albums can’t these days, which is an actual opus of work that tells a story – twelve tracks that flow in and out of one another, all distinct yet seamlessly familial and integral. These days full-lengths tend to feel necessarily disaggregated in the era of the single, and the music industry’s compulsive obsession with the track-by-track release. Wahzu Wahzu defies this convention entirely…” –AudioFemme

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released September 18, 2015

All songs written, recorded and performed by:
Eric Krans + Jen O'Connor
Saxophone by: Adam Muro
Produced and mixed by: Eric Krans, Jen O'Connor, Anthony Molina
Mastered by: Anthony Molina at White Light Studios

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The Parlor Albany, New York

“The Parlor isn’t a group that’s only together when they can afford to rent studio time—music is integral to Krans and O’Connor’s Cloud Cult-esque, pan-artistic lifestyle on their farm...Their unpretentious exuberance ensures that it’s likely to remain just that for a long time to come.” –ThrdCoast ... more

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Track Name: I Saw You in the Truth
Sunlight travels on. A moment like that so wonderful. Every time...I saw you in a tailored suit. Saw you working for all time. Saw you like a full moon. Saw you there in a moment. I saw you in the truth...
Track Name: Cruel World
Crossing the boundary into new country. We go because we're drawn to go. And we hope because we have to hope. But you stand uncertain, been drawing a curtain around your heart, that this is where we are. Hey it's alright that you've been looking the other way all night. It's alright that you've been looking the other way. It's alright that you're tied up tight, it's a cruel world. It's a cruel world. Losing ourselves like we're books upon shelves, like we're stories they will never read. Like we're bleeding where we always bleed. But you'll take my hand and on two legs you'll stand, that this is where we are. It's alright that you've been looking the other way all night. It's alright that you're tied up tight, it's a cruel world. It's a cruel world.
Track Name: Star Chart
Tell me that you like the way I am when I'm having fun, 'cause I'm really feeling everything about you, yeah you've got to know that there's some kind of electricity in the air between the two of us right now, it makes you wonder how human attraction leads to action, that's what everyone's about. You are the captain. Aye aye the captain. You will lead me home through the night with only the light of the sky to guide you. Home through the night with only the stars as a guide. We'll navigate the night with a start chart. Navigate the night with a star chart.
Track Name: Dance With the Dust
So in line with everything. We hold each other's hands and we sing. We shake all the leaves that haunt all of the trees. There are feet beneath the knees. We're keeping the dust in the corner in case it might contain a piece of your face. A piece of myself and all that we've done. A piece of myself in the setting sun. Leave it to the witches. Leave it to the queens. Leave it to the girls who win at everything. Let's leave it and do our own thing. Leave it for the rich kids. Leave it for the thieves. We don't want to have to specialize in things so we hold each other's hands and sing. We dance with the dust that haunts all of us. Exposing our weaknesses to rust. Sun shine down upon your face. Columns of a dusty haze. I'm leaving you my books and my pens, the clues to where the stories end. Pictures in a box up on a shelf, relics of a vibrant self. Leave it to our sisters. Leave it in between. Leave a piece of you and I everywhere we've been. Let's leave it and do our own thing. Leave it in the gardens, leave it in the trees Leave it on the canvases and on the leaves, the heart and how it feels the sting. Leave it to the witches. Leave it to the queens. Leave it to the girls who win at everything. Let's leave it and do our own thing. Leave it for the rich kids. Leave it for the thieves. We don't want to have to specialize in things so we hold each other's hands and sing.
Track Name: You are You were You can
Sunrise, some day, somewhere there's a hope in a lie that pretends to be a prayer. Sunset, somehow, some way, leaves me always wanting just a little more embrace. You are. You are. You are. And I won't take you for granted again. You are, you were, you can, but do I have the mind to help you understand? You will, you might, you wait for a hope, for the words, for the name of your malaise. You are. You are. You are. And I won't take you for granted like I did last month when I became obsessed again. And I won't...And I won't take you for granted again.
Track Name: Sap
Firm like a tree, loose like a leaf, fresh like in spring with a sap, tastes so sweet. Sap on the wood, sap in the air. Sap on my fingers and sap in your hair. (You are not so obvious, so alone). Stained with wine. Laundry on the line. Wind in the sheets and a golden sunshine.
Track Name: Wahzu Wahzu
I'm losing focus. SO YELL AT ME! My life's a circus. NO MEMORY! I'm out of chances. DON'T WAIT FOR ME! The moon is rising. The night is young. I'm so excited. How is your wow? Wahzu Wahzu. How is your wow? Wahzu Wahzu. All my heart. I caught you looking in my window. I don't know what you tried to see. I'm just doing what I do and you keep following me. Go and do something new! Did you want for me to think of everything for you to do too?
Track Name: The Surgeon's Knife
Moving your timber you're feeling quite limber. If the rug is too heavy just keep yourself steady. And take out the surgeon's knife, slice it up lengthwise. We're feeling like dancing. You're feeling like dancing. Oh YEAH! Feeling your Wahzu the weight does not bother you. Feeling your Wahzu no worry can hurry you. And take out the surgeon's knife, slice it up lengthwise. We're feeling like dancing. You're feeling like dancing. Oh YEAH!
Track Name: Vampire Boys
I step out on the dance floor. I'm a single girl tonight. I find someplace to lose myself. I close my eyes, and everyone's out of sight. Ooh, find me, baby. Ooh, all right. Bugs in a cloud all around me. They are biting, they are swarming like fleas. Taking my blood I am bleeding. They are feeding on the plasma of my veins. Vampire Boys I'm attracting keep acting like they're not afraid of me. The Vampire Boys I'm attracting keep acting like they think I want the sting. Ooh, bite me, baby. Ooh, all night. All night I've been being eaten alive by a mosquito. And all night Vampire Boys no control of your libido. I let you swarm around me. Vampire Boys I'm attracting keep acting like they're not afraid of me. The Vampire Boys I'm attracting keep acting like they think I want the sing. Ooh, bite me, baby. Ooh, all night.
Track Name: Secret Conversations
Nobody should hear what we're saying. It's a secret conversation. And if anybody's listening in, shame, shame, shame on them. Because we have a right to say what we think. And to own the dark behind when we blink. But halfway around the world they're spying on the boys and the girls. No secret conversations. Someone on the other side is gathering all our information. It's not like they have to try. We offer it through our connections.
Track Name: Wishes in the Sheets
Fill up the sheets. The warmth of our skin when it meets. Circle the sun. We are reminded each month. Fill up the sheets with words and songs but we feel incomplete. Our Day in the Sun, something went wrong the bleeding begun. We played our songs but they must not be the right ones. The mums are in bloom. There is an emptiness in this womb. We fill up the sheets. The warmth of our skin when it meets. Wishes in the Sheets.