Horseplay EP

by Garden Ruin

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All songs recorded at TLR's home studio, Unley - late December 2012 to early January 2013. Produced and mixed by TLR.

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released January 11, 2013

Horseplay / TLR: Vocals, backing vocals, Degrucy acoustic guitar, Tama acoustic slide guitar, Fender Telecaster electric guitar, Korg Monotron synthesiser, drum programming.

Ghosts In The Yard / TLR: Vocal, Degrucy acoustic guitar, organ, drumsticks, desk chair, Swedish cowbell.

Hammerstone Blues / TLR: Vocal, Degrucy acoustic guitar, Fender Telecaster electric guitar, Roland EM-10 cello and 'feedback'.

Bad News Is Everywhere / TLR: vocals, Godin electric guitar, Electric slide guitar, Degrucy acoustic guitar, drum programming.

Cover image: "Catching, roping and tying horses in the corral to remove their shoes at the end of the summer season before turning the horses out on the range for the winter. Quarter Circle U, Brewster-Arnold Ranch Company. Birney, Montana" by Marion Wolcott, August 1941. Image courtesy of the Library of Congress online image repository. No known image restrictions.

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Garden Ruin Adelaide, Australia

Influenced by the psych-folk of The Byrds, indie primitivism of Jason Molina and fractured pop of Sparklehorse, the songs of Tristan Louth-Robins are grounded in affecting melodies and compelling arrangements, with lyrics evoking the imagery of surging tides, haunted roads and lost nights. On stage Garden Ruin is often joined by fellow Adeladian, Thomas Kalleske (Porchlight Parade). ... more

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Track Name: Horseplay
I switch the bedside light on
Where my eyes and the morning meet
I take a deep breath
and let the cold slip down to my feet
In every corner
and fold of these sheets
The navigations
Of strange and distant dreams

I need horseplay
To rip reins
Fall softly
Disclose pain

The window's glass shudders
As light licks the pain
The world seems all the more loathsome
Beyond that wicked frame
This cosy ditch, this hovel
At the end of time
The backwash of memories
Bad sex and wine

I need horseplay
To rip reins
Fall softly
Disclose pain
Track Name: Ghosts In The Yard
I dug the grave for my youth
Blessed it with a twisted bicycle
and a broken tooth
It was raining, the cold was sudden
The house was sold
and my hands were bloody

Give my regards
To the ghosts of the yard
Of my street
Of my town
Everyone's coming around

I dug the grave for my youth
In an overgrown garden plot
The earth shimmered through
A sense of foreboding, a sense of relief
Spilling in-can-ta-tions
On my hands and my knees

Give my regards
To the ghosts of the yard
Of my street
Of my town
Everyone's coming around

I dug the grave for my youth
I didn't kill it off
Anyhow who'd have the proof?
Hauling a sack into the boot
Starting the engine
and seeing this through

Give my regards
To the ghosts of the yard
Of my street
Of my town
Everyone's coming around
Track Name: Hammerstone Blues
(Dedicated to Mugurank and a family atop the valley)

This ancient glacier
Place of the Hammerstones
Lies shallow to the creek
and colonial bones
The car threw to the right
Then threw to the left
Tumbled through the bracken
Then came to a rest
Still in the night
Still the next day
Dew crystallising
Then melting away
I dug out the glass
and wiped off the mud
Tended to my bruises
and decided 'enough is enough'

Enough is enough

We've lived on this hill
Barely seeing each year through
Wearing the dead's clothes
Hosting parties where everything comes loose
Our friends tattered and lonesome
Drinking deep from the same barrel
Taking it too fast on the straights and the bends
Spinning out, breaking glass, crumpling metal
I'm feeling just as reckless
I want my blood in the earth
Connecting with something wise and old
Something that settled here first
I'm just wallowing over
Something greater than us
It won't make sense of our actions
Or make sense of our love

Make sense of our love
Track Name: Bad News Is Everywhere
(Dedicated to C, transient occupant of Heathcote Street)

I hear your voice eroding
From my end of the line
The transmission's stalled in the air
and bleeding against the sky
Your bag, in my spare room
Your washing, on my line
These are things I see everyday
That I try to undermine

The road is in ruin
The garden is bare
Bad news for you is everywhere
A chemical river
Dead flowers in your hair
Bad news for you is everywhere

This crooked tree
This crooked wretched thing
See how it can't handle the rain
Or the slightest bit of wind
It's just another monument
Of your stay here for a time
You were just like that crippled thing
Ravaged in these open climes

The road is in ruin
The garden is bare
Bad news for you is everywhere
A chemical river
Dead flowers in your hair
Bad news for you is everywhere

The open air did you good
The isolation did you in
The voices of the city
Get carried down here on the warm winds
Falling on the homesick
Intoxicating your mind
You go kicking and punching holes
In anything you can find

The road is in ruin
The garden is bare
Bad news for you is everywhere
A chemical river
Dead flowers in your hair
Bad news for you is everywhere