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The Perennials

by The Perennials

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1.
Breadcrumbs 03:54
Pebbles, scattered freely through forests of green leaves glow like stars in the meadow when the moon shines bright they will lead us home But the trail we meant to follow was eaten by swallows who flew away and left us lonely we hear them say: Why are you so far from home? And We’ve been walking for days trying to find the remains of the breadcrumbs we’ve placed Full of fatigue we begin to slow down our pace but under the trees we will rest our heads in the shade The forest is dark, it’s cold on the ground the sound of the night is terribly loud but here in the woods is where we will stay ‘till the trees settle down, the night turns to day We’ve been walking for days trying to find the remains of the breadcrumbs we’ve placed Full of fatigue we begin to slow down our pace but under the trees we will rest our heads in the shade Pebbles, scattered freely through forests of green leaves glow like stars in the meadow
2.
You sing like a wind chime Gently hung by the window and you swing like a stray kite pushed whenever the wind blows Always provoked by the weather you and your delicate temper a slave to wherever you’re tethered your mother thought you better Hey Miss Marionette don’t lose your head just yet hey miss marionette don’t lose your head you fall like an angel and you break like an antique doll so elegant and so graceful you shatter like glass and resound through the hall pretty to look at but hard to enjoy sit on the shelf like a decorative toy strung up like a puppet and tied to the stage you twist and you spin like an old weathervane Hey Miss Marionette don’t lose your head just yet Hey Miss Marionette Don’t lose your head
3.
Jonah 04:06
Run like a coward and hide like a villain pack up your bags and throw everything in ‘em stick to the back roads and move through the city cover your tracks ‘cause you know they’re not pretty it’s the end of the road and you placed all your bets take one more step to see how far you’ll get it’s the end of the road and you swallow your pride a little too late and you’re washed in the tide Where will you go? you burned all your bridges and hardened you heart and for three long days you’re alone in the dark everyones left you they figured you out even death doesn’t want you and spits you back out you’re all washed up and you spit and you cough you pick yourself up and you dust yourself off wait for a while and pretend to be patient you don’t give a damn about love or salvation Where will you go? the roots of the mountains weigh heavy on me the heat of the sun and the depths of the sea the mud of the ground and the plants of the deep are like ropes on my hands and chains on my feet Where will you go?
4.
Dirt 03:52
we scraped the ground till we were both covered in dirt on our hands and knees we buried secrets in the earth in a field watched by men made out of straw and all the crows they labored to scare off on our toes we stood as tall as we knew how and stared out at the city while the sun was coming down we saw the wisemen putting prices on their words as they auctioned off their wisdom to the grateful listeners we whispered with the raves as we strained our eyes in the branches of a sycamore we stared into the night we saw the wisemen building castles in the sand as all the virgins burned the oil from their lamps, burned the oil from their lamps
5.
we’d go for walks sometimes in the garden there was always light it was overgrown, we didn’t mind we felt safe and when the lights got dim we all held hands and sang my mothers hymns around the fire while the moths flew in, and they kept you awake You kept me company when there was nothing else to keep you kept me company when we were all alone And when the world got old we planted trees to ease our troubled souls to decorate the cemetery stones that had our names you put your perfume on and wore a dress that was your mothers once you saw her wear it in the morning sun and you felt safe and you kept me company when there was nothing else to keep you kept me company when we were all alone you kept me company when there was nothing else to keep you kept me company when the world got old and when the lights got dim we all held hands and sang my mothers hymns around the fire while the moths flew in and called your name

about

The Perennials are the young married couple of Pete & Amanda Wells. Like most bands from Brooklyn, they met at a bible school in the Italian countryside.

Brooklyn Vegan premiered the band’s debut single “Breadcrumbs” in May of this year praising their “delicate, harmony-driven indie rock.” Popular indie playlist site Indie Shuffle was the first to note the craftsmanship that went into their songwriting and recordings, calling it a "heavy yet beautifully polished package. Gliding on restless piano and rich vocal melodies, [it] can soundtrack both private moments of reflection and shared moments of bliss — it's versatile, emotional, and overall just a terrifically full sound."

And of course there is the power of voice. With the release of The Perennials second single “Miss Marionette” the Dutch website Gobsmag winkingly noted it was a bit like “The National on a Johnny Cash tribute,” noting echoes of earlier, classic male baritones.

However, the most credit for The Perennials “fleet-footed and ultimately cathartic” (WakeTheDeaf.co.uk) sound & vibe is due to the creative community that surrounds them. That community includes Instagram-famous nature photographer Cory Crawford (@coryacrawford), a friend from their Pacific Northwest days whose evocative ‘moving photographs’ have provided footage for videos of the Perennials first two singles. As well, the producer of their EP Thomas “Doveman” Bartlett who has taken a break from his work with a who’s who of indie rock (Father John Misty, The National, Glen Hansard, Sufjan Stevens, Antony & the Johnsons) to help develop the duo’s music.

The self-titled debut is released on Friday October 28th.

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released October 28, 2016

Produced by Thomas "Doveman" Bartlett
Recorded and Mixed by Dave Groener
Additional Recording by Pat Dillett
Mastered by Fred Kevorkian

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The Perennials are Pete and Amanda Wells. Originally formed in Spokane, WA, the two now live in Brooklyn, NY and been working with producer Thomas Bartlett a/k/a Doveman (The National, Glen Hansard, and Sufjan Stevens) on a series of new EPs.

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