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Once Beautiful Twice Removed

by Elysian Fields

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Philip Graham
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Philip Graham The world is mean, that I somehow hadn't discovered the music of Elysian Fields until 2023.
The world is sweet, that I’ve finally discovered the music of Elysian Fields in 2023.
Favorite track: Elegance To Forgetting.
Emily Violet
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Emily Violet EF's music has meant so much to me the past few years; it is such a pleasure to hear them continue to make such beautiful records. Favorite track: Elegance To Forgetting.
mittywatts
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mittywatts Q. Why do you love this album?
A. Cause its Elysian Fields ?!
simple_death
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simple_death Elysian Fields take a musical roadtrip. On their way, they pass the legacy of Tom Waits, Morphine and Mazzy Star, take some serpentines through the various styles their own vast discography and finally arrive at new creative heights. The Fields never disappoint! Favorite track: Like Family.
ZeldeR
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ZeldeR whatever I paid- it was worth it. I still haven't heard- but it's perfect.
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    12-inch vinyl LP version of the Elysian Fields album Once Beautiful Twice Removed (Ojet Records - October 4, 2022). Produced by Elysian Fields with Thomas Bartlett.

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    Compact disc version of the Elysian Fields album Once Beautiful Twice Removed (Ojet Records - October 4, 2022). Produced by Elysian Fields with Thomas Bartlett.

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1.
Road Trip 03:48
Road Trip Beloved children, We are gathered to lay rest The aches and pains of the past Lay your heavy heart in my hands As above, so below A candied violet in the snow Children, dear children Join me in forgetting Something like love As below, so above Road trip, I’m going on a road trip Try a backflip and keep your own time Sensation Yeah you’re a sensation The best kind, when it’s all in your mind Slip on the lion’s skin and take some action Don’t think about losing traction Road trip, you’re going on a road trip Do a backflip and keep your own time We might picnic on the side of the road Make a pit stop anywhere you wanna go Anywhere you wanna go Take our chances as we ride Tell Saint Christopher I want him on my side Are you on my side Traffic, so long traffic Panic, so long Cinematic days and nights The greatest show When you’re on the road When you’re on the road We’ll go so far that they run out of signs We’ll go so far that they run out of telephone line So far that they run of highway Out of pavement, only sky way Road trip, we’re going on a road trip When you heart skip you keep your own time Road trip, we’re going on a road trip When you heart skip you keep your own time Keep your own time
2.
Lucid Dreaming Roll down the windows We’re lucid dreaming And every road sign holds a double meaning Breaking the looking glass And all the shards of the past Sun’s going down in my rearview mirror Moon up ahead is becoming clearer Waiting for that green flash Baby’s gonna go fast Oh dear I, just want it to last A little longer Oh dear I, just want it to last ’fore I wander I hold the spotlight with my high beams Igniting the highway of forgotten dreams The road is the final stage That rolls into the space age Oh dear I, just want it to last A little longer Oh dear I, just want it to last ’fore I wander Oh dear I, just want it to last Oh dear I, just want it to last A little longer A little longer A little longer Suspend me, suspend me, suspend me…
3.
Julien 04:43
Julien The end was coming Everyone knew Said their goodbyes, their farewells and adieus Some took to highways Some took to hills Some took cyanide, and other strange pills Crimes were committed Corks had been popped Last dances, last suppers It couldn’t be stopped It couldn’t be stopped And all the drugs had been copped All the politicians had a last plan Of course they couldn’t agree on The fate of the land And they scrapped and they scrambled Like the curs that they are Off to their shelters Or their rockets to stars And as for me, well I I hadn’t a clue Thought I’d stick around To free the animals from the zoo Then Julien Under my staircase You waited for me If I would come in or come out You would see me Julien, Julien Meet me at the end The end of the world Julien Smelled like a ghost Left no footprints As if he could float You understood me Though we’d never met Said you’d be good to me And I should let you Undo the rain Then everything sang You had an affliction But I didn’t care Then you kissed me And tugged on my hair Julien in your moth-eaten coat Inhaling the stars We lay down In your empty boat Julien, Julien Meet me at the end The end of the world Meet me at the end Meet me at the end Meet me at the end of the world
4.
Once Beautiful Twice Removed Once beautiful, twice removed No one left to fool Shake your limbs Keep your cool You’re the girl, twice removed Watch the cracks Disassociate Trace the lines of luck and fate While some loves profess to be They will soon pass on Like a storm to sea It’s just a shell You always knew it You played the part So little to it Before the world You played the girl And now you’re the girl Twice removed Soon thrice removed How nice removed In paradise you move Where only the trees can see And finally They let you be
5.
Elegance to Forgetting Another corner cafe Where life and death had it out And we found out It was no longer child’s play But the time was spent And so it went More than once I did something shameful More than once I did something wrong More than once I said something awful Oh man, it’s hard to be wrong Left to my own devices I won’t sit stranded on the road I can change a flat Give myself a ride To the other side And now look at the bodies Mine too, lays on the pyre We take turns playing with matches We take turns being thrown on the fire There’s an elegance to forgetting Turn it into dance and smile There’s an elegance to forgetting Just unlearn the dance and freestyle More than once I did something shameful More than once I did something wrong More than once I said something awful Oh man, it hurts to be wrong And now look at the bodies Mine too, lays on the pyre We take turns playing with matches We take turns being thrown on the fire There’s an elegance to forgetting Turn it into dance and smile There’s an elegance to forgetting Just unlearn the dance and freestyle Freestyle, freestyle
6.
Gone South 04:53
Gone South We ought to be openin’ a bottle of wine And someone should be whispering my you’re fine But you took a walk and you still ain’t back I’m wishing I was drunk like some old alley cat You’re with the girl, with the yellow dress on Now the sun’s bowed out as her hair comes undone Love’s on a picnic But I wasn’t invited Something’s gone wrong And something else is ignited And now I just watch from afar Love’s on sabbatical like some distant star Especially when things have gone south Why did I open my mouth Why did I open my mouth And we should be finishing each other’s sentences Like a drug kicking in and you’re hitting transcendences I smoke in the dark and you still ain’t back I draw the last soldier from this empty pack Now I just watch from afar Love’s on sabbatical like some distant star Especially when things have gone south Why did I open my mouth Why did I open my mouth I should spread out a Persian rug We should be digging, instead of dug Said, I should have spread out a Persian rug If only I had me a Persian rug
7.
We’ll Get There Yet Show me a beautiful design So I might lose myself And in the losing find This world pretends to matter How dare they bring us down I want no one around but you And these swirling colors The paint still wet Oh my love, we’ll get there yet We’ll get there yet Below the boughs and mizzle Entwined Sharing our hiding places Every clock unwinds Reaching beyond the canvas Beyond the boundaries In memory of stars we knew These swirling colors The paint still wet Oh my love, we’ll get there yet We’ll get there yet When autumn leaves below our feet Sweep cool ground The colors bleed, day recedes Stars have crowned Inside the hulls are patterns to believe in So pay no mind to forest birds It’s their nature, to be grieving I want to paint like you do With every color’s sound I want no one around but you Like undressed lovers The earth still wet Oh my love, we’ll get there yet We’ll get there yet Like undressed lovers The earth still wet Oh my love, we’ll get there yet We’ll get there yet We’ll get there yet We’ll get there yet We’ll get there yet
8.
Crows Over Cornfields Crows over cornfields Dry summer wind Every road’s a dead end Crows over cornfields Where are my friends Guess I chased ’em away again But I raise this glass to say hey to them Sipping licorice Hole up in my room by the stadium Get it over with The ones I see Don’t see me Every face is turned away I wanted too much I wanted visions I could touch A world of innocence and grace Crows over cornfields Getting shit done Feeling much better today Crows over cornfields The trance has begun I can handle the vibrations this way But when they break through They make everything come apart I need a stronger frame To restrain my heart The yellow light Brings the darkness into sight That fills the air to the starry sky By the little fire The streetcar finally meets desire And all the birds have flown away I guess today’s the day Give me courage Lord Guide my hand Prepare me a place In this thirsty land At last, escape Changing color, changing shape Take me in and keep me tight And in their beds The sunflowers slowly spin their heads To catch each ray of the leaving light
9.
Alone in the Desert Alone in the desert Alone in the desert All alone Alone in the desert Alone in the desert All alone Coyote has died Flung to the side of the road Hear him moan Hear him moan All alone Bones in the desert Bones in the desert Found some bones White bones in the desert Bones in the desert Found some bones They spoke to me low Arose from their barren tableaux Still unknown Still unknown All alone Snakeskin you’ve shed Once again it led you off-road Can’t be collected Windblown, neglected Just let it Just let it erode Stones in the desert Stones in the desert Struck stones Stones in the desert Struck stones in the desert Struck stones It turned into fire Outreaching arms in the gloam Now I’m home Now I’m home All alone Home All alone
10.
Let it Spin Out I’m giving up my phone Same familiar Let the flagpole groan This winter is a killer He’s clutching damp letters In the spastic floodlight Better to be alone Than indulging this shortsight I’m giving up my home There’s breathing at the dial tone There’s breathing at the dial tone Never should have tried on mama’s veil of tears Leave it to the moths and the cruelest years It’s caught up in your knots and snarls Like it’s got teeth Easier to wear the thing than tame the beast I’m giving up my phone Same familiar She shudders as she moans You can’t protect her Soon the line goes dark Unbind the fasces A smattering of numbers Ten thousand lashes I’m giving up my phone Dead end at the dial tone Dead end at the dial tone Sleep training cosmonauts Confessing in morse code Last one standing carries the load Baking with feathers, rising slow Crawling through calendars Cracking your head on the window And just like that Undone the gamut A friendly maniac Shining the light back Snip the tipping point Withhold the ointment Back to what’s the point Shining the light back, light back, light back Let it spin out, let it spin out Let it spin out, let it spin out
11.
Like Family 04:42
Like Family Now that I’ve lived, I’m old friends with loss Even Jesus himself, outlasted the cross Jukebox spinning blues ’bout love gone wrong Where the blue-plate Christmas special Lasts all weekend long Cause nobody, nobody Nobody, nobody Can break your heart Like family I don’t waste wishes on dollar bills Just blowing on a pinwheel To overcome windmills No matter how beautiful The sun burst as it sets No matter how fine the bottle You still can’t forget That nobody, nobody Nobody, nobody Can break your heart Like family Keep driving, keep driving No sleeping the madness No halting the pain No words for this sadness No break in the chain Life takes on a sickness It’s too grim to repeat Even if you’re a winner It still tastes like defeat Nobody, nobody Nobody, nobody Can break your heart Like family Keep driving, keep driving Driving Driving
12.
Pack These Boxes Watch this tub water funnel down the drain And sit here shivering Guess I’ll pack these boxes again This cup of tea won’t drink itself Ain’t doing the trick to soothe me I don’t wanna know what’s next I don’t wanna know what’s next The secret’s out, we’re treading subtext I walked through the village today Past the club where I once played chess Scowling in a storefront doorway A woman smoked in coatdress On a card table by the window A stuffed pony with button eyes Riding shotgun a cloudy glass ball Had been set aside Come in for a reading I can see that you’ve been lost You’ve got to be prepared Get your curse uncrossed Could she tell that I was bleeding By my studied blank stare If she was a real witch She should know I didn’t care I don’t wanna know what’s next I don’t wanna know what’s next The secret’s out, we’re treading subtext I went to feed the feral cats Rearranged these papers Tossed out a rotting flannel hat My hand hurts from scrolling And a freezing wind is rolling Guess I’ll pack these boxes again Guess I’ll pack these boxes again

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released October 4, 2022

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Jennifer Charles and Oren Bloedow are the writers who make up the critically acclaimed New York band. Cult status, cosmic appeal, since 1995

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