Smoke & Variety

by the Flying Museum Band

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released May 6, 2015

The Flying Museum Band is:
David Contin: Guitars and Vocals
Russell Holley: Guitars and Vocals
Stefan Kupych: Bass, Guitars, and Vocals
David Lavkulik: Saxophones, Organs, Synthesizers, Piano, Marble, and Vocals
Mike Lynch: Drums & Percussion

Recorded at the Sugar Shack and at the Lavkulik homestead
Recorded and mixed by Simon Larochette
Master by Ryan Mills
Songs 1, 3, 4 & 5 by Russell Holley
Song 2 by Stefan Kupych
All songs performed by the Flying Museum Band 2015
Flyingmuseumband.com
theflyingmuseumband@gmail.com

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the Flying Museum Band Toronto, Ontario

"A sonic spiritual of roots-country-folk, a southern-tinged collective that makes you want to cry out, alleluia, I have seen the light. A gritty folk jam straight from Torontopia."

"From the breezy and rustic melodies of their earlier recordings to the more urgent, polished pop of their recent output, this decidedly grounded Toronto band will put a grin on your mouth area."
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Track Name: Smoke & Variety
Hold me
In your broken hands
These cold feet will tie you to the land
Can he, oh can he see?
Down the garden path to the barking sea

And ah, you can leave me in the smoke
In the smoke
In the smoke & variety
Oh, what can I do?

Toy trucks
Get lost between
The cracks in the floor & the ice machine
Sweet talk
In low tones
You're not off the hook just because you wrote "Bag of Bones"

And ah, you can leave me in the smoke
In the smoke
In the smoke & variety
Oh, what can I do?

Hold me now, I'm consumed by the blues
Hold me now, we can't lose

In the smoke (and variety)
In the smoke (and variety)
In the smoke (and variety)
Track Name: Moment of Lucidity
I had another moment of lucidity last night
Everything I did seemed reconnected with a past life
I thought, "where am I going? what am I running from?"

I've been choking in my sleep and it's affecting my abilities
Used to have time to kill, now it feels like time's killing me
I was spending each day stumbling 'round in a haze
Being alright with "just OK" until suddenly it all cleared away

I don't know what's gotten into me
I'm stuck in a moment of lucidity
I don't know what's gotten into me
I'm stuck in a moment of lucidity

I don't know what's gotten into me
I'm stuck in a moment of lucidity
I woke up from a dream for the first time in years
Gotta write down what I remember before it all disappears
Track Name: Hideout High
Well he's loose and he's hard and from the whites of his eyes
You can tell he's a liar
And when he comes down he bombs around
And burns like a fire

He takes the bus into town and leaves it two points down
And with the old man he conspires
They mix up the plans with barbed wire and sand
Til the old voice draws him higher

He's selling secrets to the wrong side
Diefenbunker's blowing sky high
Hideout High

Hangin' with the lo-fi scrappers who grew up to be tractors
Screaming "Mellow my mind!"
Til the dog-eared raptors and young minetrappers
Put Zambonis into drive

And zeppelin repellents used by professors and felons
But you can't justify
Burning through a million faces and running the bases
On someone else's dime

He's selling secrets to the wrong side
DIefenbunker's blowing sky high
Hideout... Hideout... Hideout...
Track Name: Wishin' on a Wild Heart
My head is sore
My body's bent
From the way I've been livin' and a birth defect

Well over the hills
And far away
Wouldn't it be swell to throw it all away?

You keep wishin'
Straight as a dart
You keep wishin' on a wild heart

Swing of the hammer
Beat of the drum
Just sittin' behind the curtain waitin' for your time to come

You wear it like a badge -
Where you've been and where you're goin'
But you can get wild right here at home

You keep wishin'
Straight as a dart
You keep wishin' on a wild heart

I suppose that the rain's gonna flow
As the caged bird crows
I suppose that the rain's gonna flow
As the caged bird crows

You keep wishin'
Straight as a dart
You keep wishin' on a wild heart

I suppose that the rain's gonna flow
As the caged bird crows
I suppose that the snow is gonna blow
When your beady little eyes start to glow
Track Name: Uptown Kelly
Head down, into the rain he rides
The wind parts his hair on the wrong side
Blind to a road that's oh-so-long
With an untamed heart and an unpolished song

The head of the old kings hung on high
Member of his fan club until he died
He charges through darkness and machines and lights
And rises for work tomorrow at night

When the first song failed to take hold
he launched into another, I'm told
It's hard for Uptown Kelly & the Brave & Bold

Beatin' the inside of smoked stained rooms
Shakin' the bats and the cobwebs loose
He makes a break for the borderline
With a tin ear and a soul-stirring sigh

When the first song failed to take hold
he launched into another, I'm told
It's hard for Uptown Kelly & the Brave & Bold

Head down, into the rain he rides
The wind parts his hair on the wrong side
Blind to a road that's oh-so-long
With an untamed heart and an unpolished song

When the first song failed to take hold
he launched into another, I'm told
It's hard for Uptown Kelly
It's hard for Uptown Kelly
It's hard for Uptown Kelly & the Brave & Bold