Above as Below

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Showcasing the duo at their lightest, darkest, most melodic, serious and humorous. Includes extensive contributions from Kelli Ali (Sneaker Pimps), John Ellis (Stranglers/ Peter Gabriel), and Bruce Geduldig and Luc van Lieshout (Tuxedomoon). Sleeve by Jonathan Barnbrook (David Bowie/ Damien Hirst/ Bansky) and manufactured using a letterpress. See details here...

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Tracklisting:

One Kiss, Then Home / Hope is Existence / Maitre D-Day / Drowned / Raise A Glass / Everyone’s the Butt of the Joke / Losing My Elan / Today’s the Day (they knew would come) / Numbers / As Below / What’s Certain / Shake Hands With the Devil / Idi’s Admin / Secondary Sexual Characteristics

Preview 'As Below' - www.youtube.com/watch?v=pG75lzWQtV8

Preview 'Hope is Existence' - www.youtube.com/watch?v=YxTb-K_wyvg

Reviews:

:: ‘moody, sweeping, electronic elegance…’ – Direct Current (USA)
:: ‘…continues a remarkable track record, the standard of which many of their peers are probably quite envious ‘ – DSO (UK)
:: ‘such warmth, such style, such bliss’ - Mark Moore, QX magazine (UK)
:: ‘…a record of consistently beautiful moments and enthralling notions’ - Mick Mercer (UK)
:: ‘dark, melodic, sardonic, careless, serious and funny’ – Rockerilla (Italy)
:: ‘like a sunrise over an ocean’ – Life is a Catwalk (UK)
:: ‘…profound audio perfection and pioneering musicianship’ – Mojophenia (UK)
:: ‘always seductively elegant and more intriguing with every passing tone…’ – Plastelin (Serbia)
:: ‘intimate piano pop…’ – The Jangle Box (Spain)

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released April 1, 2012

All instruments - Erik Stein and Jon Boux
Backing vocals - Kelli Ali
Trumpet and flugelhorn - Luc van Lieshout
Vocals - Bruce Geduldig
John Ellis - Guitar
Meg Maryatt - Backing vocals

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Track Name: Hope is Existence
And hope is an existence they say
But I don’t know, ‘cos I can’t feel at all
There’s nothing they can do or say
And there’s nowhere we can crawl

And all the friends you thought you’d made here
Were never really in this life at all
Nothing you can do will save them
There’s no-one we can call

Down, down, down

And every time I think of us I
Try to think of times when we were real
There’s nothing quite like fantasising
Or fantasising still

When hope is an existence I’ll be
Waiting for your friends to lift me clear
Nothing left to contemplate
Just close your eyes until…
Track Name: Maitre D-Day
She stands at the gate
And tells me I’m late
There’s no point in fighting my way

I tell her it’s cold
She pulls off my coat
Then drags me away to her lair
Now I’ve lost all control

Don’t talk with your mouth full my friend
She will tear you apart
She’s lying in wait, ready to charge

She tells me ‘not now’
Allows me an hour
Then tells me that I have to leave
She’s sending me home
I’ve forgotten to phone
She won’t waste her time on someone
who can’t fall to her knees

Don’t dish out the orders my friend
She will eat you alive
She’s lying in wait, ready to fire

And I’d like to see her again
I know where she lives

Don’t draw her attention my friend
She will tear you apart
Still lying wait, ready to charge
Don’t dish out the orders my friend
She will eat you alive
She’s lying in wait, ready to fire
Track Name: Drowned
It’s clear you’ve been around
In skies and underground
Now rise

But everywhere you’ve been
You’ve made it back again
Survived

The journey that you take
Giving blessings on the way round
But stay with me today
And drown

The centuries you’ve spent
whilst these sinners came and went
their way
And though you played a part
You’re pure within your heart
They say

I won’t forget today
Giving blessings on the way round
So, stay with me and play
Then drown

Some things won’t wash, some things they stain
Why wash all your cares away when the water will always remain?

Now how to swallow this?
How to clean the mess?
Again
But I won’t hold my breath
for whatever is left
Now sing

The journey that you take
Giving blessing on the way round
But stay with me today
Stay with me today
Stay with me today
And drown
Track Name: Raise a Glass
Raise a glass to all your absent friends
Then wash it down and fill it up again
Raise a glass to people who’ve released the stuff you’re swimming through
Now raise it up before they raise their game

Raise a glass for trying far too hard
to drown out all the people you have scarred
Raise a glass to everything that ties you down or pulls your strings
And raise it up before they raise their guard

Can’t lift me up, can’t lift me, lift me up

Raise a glass before it is too late
to see the signs of your impending fate
Raise a glass to what you have, but more for what you’re holding off
So raise a glass before they raise the gate

So raise a glass to all that you have done
Then slam it down and pour another one
Raise a glass to people who have brought this goddamn crux on you
And raise it up before you lower the tone. Lower the tone

Can’t lift me up, can’t lift me, lift me, up
I’ll ride my luck, I’ll ride my, ride my luck
Track Name: Everyone's the Butt of the Joke
The lowest form of wit
We’d better deal with it, 'cos it’s here
Someone’s going to make a fool of you
‘Cos everyone’s the butt of the joke, it’s true

Another killer line
But we’ll all laugh in time, so they say

Someone will exploit a fault in all
Everyone’s the butt of the joke, now fall
Smile, pick yourself up from the floor

Someone’s going to snatch your chair away
Cos’ everyone’s the butt of the joke today

Smile, pick yourself up from the floor
Track Name: Losing My Elan
SOMEWHERE I'VE GOT A PHOTO
IT SHOWS HOW IMPORTANT I AM
BUT THESE DAYS THE FUN'S LEFT THE FARM
NO STYLE LEFT - IT'S ALL CANNED
SOMEONE SPIT AND LEFT A SMEARY SMUDGE
IT'S CAMOUFLAGING MY ELAN

BUT HERE'S A CLIPPING FROM A MAGAZINE
A GOSSIP RAG TO WIPE YOUR WINDOWS CLEAN
THAT'S ME IN THE MIDDLE - SURROUNDED BY GREATS
MEN OF LETTERS, HEADS OF STATE
I PERMEATED THE UPPER CRUSTS
LIKE WATER POURED OUT ON THE SAND
UNTIL SOME ASSHOLE CAME DOWN THE ROAD
AND CRUSHED THE DOMAIN OF MY ELAN

YOU CAN SLAG MY CLOTHES
RIDICULE MY STYLE
PLUNDER THE DOMAIN OF MY TASTE

BUT SOMEHOW, SOMEWHERE, I CAN KEEP
THE MEMORY OF MY ELAN
Track Name: Today's the Day (They Knew Would Come)
When every stone has been unturned
When every faith’s finally discounted
When everyone sticks to their word
When every fact just gets recounted
When thoughts no longer make us pause
When all we share is sitting, waiting
When we have tested every law
When contempt favours contemplating

Today’s the day they knew would come
A day away, but rolling on and on

When all we have is handed down
When we’re no longer looking forward
When there’s no space left underground
When sexual tension’s just as awkward
When something fails but we know why
When cures are not something we purchase
When honours honour those who tried
When people save themselves up for this

Today’s the day they knew would come
A day away, but rolling on and on

When every perpetrator’s caught
When every trial has reached its verdict
When all the battles have been fought
When every whisper’s as you heard it
When all we say is gospel truth
When every seed is now flower
When we’ve found our eternal youth
There’s nothing left to be discovered
Today’s the day
Track Name: Numbers
Time, passes us by. When memories fade
some try to deny they were ever in the place
But numbers always stick. And if six is a myth
tell me who’s gonna pick a number we can live with?

When fiction’s fact are you happy that
We’ll find you counting?
So count me out, ‘cos I have seen you now
Seen how you’re lying . So face your numbers now.

Time, it heals every wound for those that are perverse
who mask their abuse, who fight war with wars of words
But numbers always win. And if six doesn’t sting
tell me who trades in sin? And who sounds absurd?
Track Name: What's Certain
One day I know I’ll see this through
That day I hope you see it too
What’s certain is that I’ll be home alone
And you’ll be long gone

One day you’ll wish that I was there
In some ways, I wish I didn’t care
What’s certain, you’ll pull this all apart
And right from the start

All of the pain we look forward to
All the remains I will keep for you
So now is the time, let’s plan for the ride

Truth is, it’s coming to your town
The rule is, it’s not when you’re around
What’s certain are opportunities
Ones you can’t reach

Knowing just what is coming next
I won’t say for fear of the effect
What’s certain, you’ll take it to the grave
Or bury it away

All of the pain we look forward to
All the remains I will keep for you
So now is the time, let’s plan for the ride
All of the pain we look forward to
All the remains I will keep for you
So now is the time, let’s plan for the ride
Track Name: Shake Hands with the Devil
The rain is black and cold
But my hearts flames and burns
Blacker than my soul
Guess I never learn

Sometimes you gotta lose
The crazy games you play
Shake hands with the devil
And slowly walk away

Silver and gold
Can lead a man astray
But love can take his soul
Leave him praying for the day

Sometimes you gotta sacrifice
Lose it all in vain
Shake hands with the devil
And slowly walk away

The world still goes on
Although my heart is done
Been that way forever
Like the rising of the sun

Sometimes you gotta smile
At the crazy games we play
Shake hands with the devil and slowly walk away
Track Name: Idi's Admin
You know advising him is pointless
So what are we supposed to do?
Just don’t look up from your desk
is my only advice to you

Now look down and type his speeches
‘Cos the world is looking on
Attach all of those trademark features
but then laugh them off alone

Don’t go to his for lunch nor supper
Don’t give in to that nagging itch
Just don’t help yourself to cola
Just don’t open up the fridge

So much harder than is thought of
I still need to clear my head
How am I supposed to do my job
if I don’t even know you’re dead?

I’m still stuck with Idi’s Admin
But then no two days are the same
One day I polish all these medals
Next, I throw them all away
Track Name: Secondary Sexual Characteristics
The colour of your eyes
A C#m
Kind of appeals, it's something I feel
A9 C#m
I don't really know why
I'm drawn to your face at all in the first place

Your hair isn't quite right
Your blonde in your head, but all I see’s red
But these are things I can't decide
'Cos you could never want these superficial traits of mine
G Bm A
And don’t let me come close
See, my emperor’s new clothes
They don’t change what I am
The weaker man

The tone of your soft skin
makes me sit up, reconsider my luck
These times that we live in
They say it's a fact that opposites attract

The warmth of your smile
It could be so sweet with much straighter teeth
But these are things I can't decide
'Cos you could never want these superficial traits of mine

And don’t let me come close
See, my emperor’s new clothes
They don’t change what I am
The weaker man

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