Partick Nil

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lyrics

phone the help desk. snowstorms slow our progress. pants to the public houses smell like rubbish. ride round on the underground. does nothing but compound our problems. in these places, finding traces of the spaces we once loved. six nations can’t distract me from govan station or your hackneyed attempts to win new supporters are lacking. we’ll be heading home, cap in hand. stoned in the valley sure beats egged in the alley. former glories overshadow promotional stories. hey mate, don’t you rate my pal? we only meant to take the piss. our good intentions never mentioned the conventions we hold dear. jags making progress. getting shit on the train from the toothless sound of rails. politically infested trails. I never thought it’d turn out this way.

credits

from Partick Nil, track released September 3, 2003
Eux Autres is:
Nicholas- guitar/vocals
Heather- drums/vocals

Recorded by Janet Weiss at her studio, Portland, Oregon, January 2003.

Mastered by Jeff Stuart Saltzman at Superdigital, Portland, Oregon, June 2003.

©2004 Bons Mots Music
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Eux Autres Los Angeles, California

Eux Autres write smart, brassy music that makes you feel as if you’re simultaneously cartwheeling down a beach, singing by the fire in a mountain cabin, blowing out the candles on a cake, and taking a phone call from Barry Gibb. The band sound like the unrequited love song Doug Martsch would have penned for Francoise Hardy, had the time/space continuum conveniently collapsed. ... more

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