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Cold Fruit

by Johnny Labelle

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1.
This blitzkrieg lasted for 46 days And by the time it happened: Generational darkness Descends the earth A gestational seed That never really grows Loving you Is such a strange affection I saw you peeping Behind the wall That separates Sound from vision It was only a glimpse Floating in space Cause loving you Is such a strange collide
2.
Aye Acetes 03:52
Out of the Into the White screen Lingering on eyes My eyes The curtains rise! Must be more careful        Behold behind  Could be anything The ropes the drawstrings Cue the applause Out of the into the Out of the into the The road stretches on! ohs and ahs The more I look straight the less I can make: A burnt white rectangle     The clock spins black! I tried to lift a crystal ball very murky 'crystal ball        Aye, I Acetes The rope pulls tighter          and tighter! In the woods something cracks against the laughter amongst the audience Burnt into my eyes The whitest screen Burnt into my eyes The tangled drawstrings Burnt into my eyes The audience obscene
3.
Cold Fruit 03:39
Suck cold fruit From a stream In a room Overnight Spending time In a cold Winter's night We broke a bowl of ice and marbles were spilled on the floor. Who's gonna hide The shame that we don’t. A day like this the sun rose and burned the earth This is a war! A war to end all war. Zenchina! I didn't see you Hiding there Although I’ve noticed Something has changed I thrill you! And all the mirrors that you serve Its time for us To part A day like this Echoed a hiss And crushed the earth This is a war! A war to end all war.
4.
5.
Custom 02:10
We maintain a critical distance from the sad spaniel gentlemen in cravats on the plaid duvet at the Custom Hotel, Los Angeles. We are so over it. We fly from terminal to terminal almost endlessly. We are almost money. We can wait at high speed.
6.
Eating her lipstick she couldn't have it with her What she ever thought about it: a routine of heavy-slapstick. In light concrete washes it’s feet and everyone I know is covered in plastic In cold sparkling water all muscles extend and novelties are nothing but a means to an end
7.
Equinox 05:18
The first time it kicked in  I didn't see it coming  Tangled through the dark  through a distant drumming  I got such a fright  when I saw the twin  hiding in the night  underneath the skin  The birds are invading  through the branches of the trees  While these inner machinations  got us fooled again  Love roots through  the fresh soil  We met twice as strangers  you knew that wasn't good  Passing through the walls  of dusty memory halls  Standing like a mountain  pointed to the sun  Shift inside like diamonds  even though it's yolk
8.
Seize the coming days as the world keeps spinning Feel the trembling earth underneath your feet. I know Its been so long. But what could go wrong? This time The stakes are high
9.
Glass Bees 01:50
10.
What you lack A real sense of sense What you lack An ending What you lack A careful I What you lack A denuding What you lack Exactly what I lack Is exactly where I'm at What you lack A surreal twist What you lack Ripped red pants What you lack Your own flourish What you lack Screaming on the street What you lack Exactly what I lack Is exactly where I'm at What you lack Able to scream on the street What you lack A careful ear or two What you lack Screaming outside yourself What you lack Screaming outside Tie the rope Tie it right And eat it What you lack Is three and two and What you lack Is the perfect word What you lack Is the magic word and What you lack Shit under your What you lack Exactly what I lack Is exactly where I'm at

about

"Cold Fruit: the coin—heads is love, tails is apathy, both sides sharing a foundation…. The currency is decommissioned anyways.
The sound isn’t sad or mad or jubilant; it’s rich, total, simultaneously sharp and smooth like a morphine fog, slightly overwhelming like sitting out in the sun; slow down, become numb. Pop music going to sleep. A tide of glimmering comes in, washes over, and goes back out to sea. You’re left on the shore, shivering despite the heat. The sound of summer nights that are hotter than their counterpart days, somehow." -Aaron Khandros, 2019

Cold Fruit is, irreducibly, the product of collaboration. “Equinox” ebbs and flows to the meandering sax of Pantelis Lykoudis; “Strange Affections,” “Stakes are High,” “Glass Bees” and “What You Lack” are all a stage upon which Owen Callahan’s sax wanders aimlessly, in search of a friend; “Custom” adapts the words of a poem by Pulitzer Prize winning language poet Rae Armantrout who “loves” the song; Magic Island lends her honest voice to “What You Lack,” a duet in which two people descend, together.

In addition filmmaker Aaron Khandros collaborated in producing several music videos with experimental filmmakers like Martha Colburn, Zachary Epcar and Karissa Hahn, which explore the themes of the album in the visual sphere.

credits

released March 21, 2019

All tracks written, arranged and produced by Johnny Labelle
Track 02 & Track 10 Lyrics by Edd O. Gower-Rimbpeaoud
Track 05 Lyrics by Rae Armantrout, from Just Saying, Wesleyan University Press.

Album produced by Johnny Labelle & Aaron Khandros
Mastered at Green Door Studios in Glasgow

Saxophone on 1, 8, 9 by Owen Callahan
Vocals on 2 by Marthilia Svarna
Saxophone on 7 by Pantelis Lykoudis
Vocals on 4 by Rosangelica Cavalucci
Field Recordings on 6 by Aaron Khandros

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Johnny Labelle is a singer/songwriter and producer from Athens, Greece.

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