Our Day in the Sun

by The Parlor

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1.
you may not be the best in town and you may not be the best around but I can tell what’s up from down and you’re in my eye you hide your head under the ground until you know you can’t be found but i’m the one that set you down you are still in my eye and i’m watching you…
2.
tear down the coastline tear it down tear down the coastline, build us a castle when will we have our day in the sun? build us a castle. build it for us build us a castle, give us the ocean when will we have our day in the sun? give us the ocean. give it to us give us the ocean, tear down the coastline
3.
when will we have our day in the sun? i want to marry you and i will
4.
do you want to be in our family them, you, and me in our little tree where we are free to be who we are, the world will open up to us. loaded in the van like a pan caravan a one man band with eight heads in the sand, digging, we are free to be who we are, the world will open up to us with nothing in our hands but the way we stand with our half made plans and family clans, we are free to be who we are, the world will open up to us. late one night when storms alight you wont bite your tongue so tight. don’t trust the mime who speaks in rhyme when he tells you to leave home. sunshine on your head, just like you wanted. low goes the sunlight when the moon has your way // wait, is this the best place to be? way out on a boat on a sea
5.
superstitious witches flying low in the night don’t tell the truth that the truth was right ‘this is the only way we ever planned to go’ highway take us to the show! and bring us back bigger than before broomstick lovers on a shipwrecked beat feel your spirit leave your heart for your feet /on a sail boat on a sandy sea this is the end of waiting for the wind to blow. highway take us to the show! and bring us back bigger than before
6.
i want you to know how much you’re asking of me. there’s a tiny, microscopic piece of your eyeball you’re looking through oh did you know how microscopic it views? this time the cactus is rubbing me on the wrong side. my eyes fill up with its spines. sandpaper kisses toilet paper eyes let go of your microscope get on with your life sinking submarines, embattled beauty queens my teeth are falling out in my dreams shoot me with your bullet nectarine chase me through my cherry tree dreams…
7.
look at this mass of moving air this circulating storm, the wind, the waves are getting stronger as we speak and i’ve never known anything like this i’ve never seen the seas get so big and i’ve never felt so small how were we so sure we wanted this? and how were we so sure it felt right? and how were we so full of hope and heart? and how were we so tempted by just beyond our sight? rescue will only come for us if we radio that we’re in danger of losing our lives rescued mountaineers and rescued mariners all admit to themselves and to the world that all was lost but some never do… and how are we so far from dry land? and how are we so drawn out by the sea? and how are we so compelled to climb the mountain? and how are we so tempted by routine? and i want to feel rested… and how did we extend beyond our reach?
8.
thrown overboard, floated away our mouths dried out i don’t want to talk about it i said i would, i said i would, but will it do me good? the sun beats down on a floating head an angel came to see if we’re dead we’re losing it, we lost our minds, we drank the brine the ocean’s playing tricks on us heavy eyes, darkened skies we’re on the beach, we’re within reach the ocean’s playing tricks on us the sketchy eyes, the blownout skies
9.
well i told you so and i don’t hate to say you didn’t see the trap set for you and it was plain as day but it’s good to be alive even when part of you is dead. and we obsess over the scars ‘cause they’re the places where we bled but this one’s in your head, it’s in your head
10.
we’re learning how to disappear our ghosts are digging into here and we know we’re the only ones we lost ourselves in the city lights but the long rides home to the quiet nights when we know we’re the only ones this is the time of the dragonflies swarming us in the sunset light this is the time of the dragonflies swarming in our heads here come the hummingbirds again reminding us we were crazy then here come the hummingbirds again they’re humming in our heads we drive by churches ringing bells and we talk about doppler sound that melts and we know we’re the only ones and outside in the evening light with a hundred hungry dragonflies we know we’re the only ones
11.
peeling back the ocean waves digging up muddy graves looking for a diamond in the seabed of the sun digging for my life, digging for my wife looking for a diamond in the seabed of the sun and what are we to do? look into your eyes uncover all the lies you’re digging for a diamond in the seabed of the sun miners can have their land on the other side of the sand we’re digging for a diamond in the seabed of the sun and what are we to do?
12.
some days you are aglow with a halo some days you are afraid that you’ll fail bloom like a wild flower in a meadow be wide open to the wind like a sail
13.
In the Past 04:50
in the past, in the past, i was a restless soul don’t leave your brother alone in the night i am afraid that you think that i’m really alright
14.
golden hours out on the days you’re facing and the end of always taking everything for fun, diamond in the sun, everyone was blinded by the diamond sail away i hope we meet some day somewhere that’s basked in rays one day you’ll show me diamonds that you dug, seas that you swum, songs that you sung away from us we are on the backside of the end of it

about

Our Day in the Sun chronicles the adventures of the authors through their traumatic trip from land to sea and back; from the obsessive mantras of grabbing for a dream to the restorative mantras of the post-grievous. It is based on a true story of ambition, demise and redemption told in musical vignette. Our Day in the Sun marks the arrival of trance-folk pop, with grooving stand up bass melodies, counterpoint guitars, haunting out-of-tune pianos, and poly-rhythmic percussion smashed against your speakers; Phil Spector’s wall-of-sound adapted and retrofitted from over-the-counter-microphones through state-of-the-art computer programs. Had Belle and Sebastian left If You’re Feeling Sinister to age in a cask full of Animal Collective and Radiohead this album would’ve been made already. But they didn’t. So we had to.

credits

released March 20, 2012

the parlor
our day in the sun.

all songs written, performed, recorded, mixed & produced by
eric krans & jen o’connor
aka we are jeneric
in the parlor of the kirk estate
altamont, ny 2010-2011

this album is based on a true story.
dedicated to alex, tim, dan, louis, adam, & donna.
xoxo.

thanks to frank moscowitz for mixing help, advice, & also for being awesome. to adam muro for letting us borrow his rhodes piano, dan maddalone for use of his stand-up bass, and the whole b3nson family for all of their love & support. also thanks goes to donna baird & nick matulis for helping to distract us with whiskey (which was made for pouring).

mastered by frank moscowitz www.blackdogrecordingstudio.com
art & design by the incredible phil pascuzzo www.pepcostudio.com

© 2011 the parlor
b3nson.net/theparlor

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The Parlor Albany, New York

Named after a room in the 19th century farmhouse where they live, farm, and create, The Parlor is a project by husband and wife team Eric Krans and Jen O’Connor. The multi-instrumentalist, producer-composers create intimate art-pop intended to reflect some of the most powerful aspects of the human experience. ... more

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