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PUSH​/​PULL

by ELSINORE

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1.
Getting through to you is like putting things in jars to keep them new But, this disconnect and genuflection is something I don't understand or want to There's something in the water here that keeps blood pumping, legs and feet running I'm forgetting all about the weeks, the days, the hours, and minutes spent alone You should tell me now if you think you've got the answer I've got the feeling you've got it all wrong You could stay in bed from the summer to the winter But, that won't do you any good That won't do you any good Who's got the time and who's got the money? What's in between your head and your body? Who ever said that this would be easy? I'm putting fingers to your neck and checking for a pulse or anything And you should consider last fall a wakeup call, alarm bells ringing Give me a heartbeat, remember your feet Tuck it all in, tighten it up You should catch the symbolism hiding in your heartspace I've got the feeling it's been there all along You could stick around until the middle of the spring But, what are the means to the end? What are the means to the end? Who's got the time and who's got the money? What's in between your head and your body? No one ever said that this would be easy.
2.
Fatal Flaw 02:48
The temperature of your body is related to your temper and the shortness of your fuse And the wreckingballs, the phrases that you swing at me, are detrimental to my fragile form They're the fatal flaw of your love for me Every word I write has strings tied tightly to you You would stand in front of me with your head down just to appease me You're the government, the inverse of a crossword You're a palindrome, you're fake fur Reading Vonnegut back to front I want to see you now Want to hear the way your words have changed You were always one to hope for rain Have you found the right umbrella? If you are a cosmonaut, stay out Where are you? Circumstances as they are I prefer no surprises
3.
You told me so openly, love, that I'm all you've been thinking of You wouldn't go back on that now You followed along from the start and all that you brought was your heart A pumping machine in your chest And, this is how it is. This is how it is. I'm turning off the telephone, the thermostat inside my home I'll have the mail held back for weeks and still this is no guarantee I'm doing everything I can I'm letting the temperature drop and hoping this clicking might stop The chemical balance is off You traded your heart machine in for one on the television The hours and dollars you spend And, this is how it is. This is how it is. This is how it is. This is how it is. This is how it is. This is how it is. I'm turning off the telephone, the thermostat inside my home I'll have the mail held back for weeks and burn the furniture for heat I'm doing everything I can You're hanging like the Hindenburg inside my head I'm putting out the fire, but it's not looking good I don't believe a word you say Can California be that great?
4.
According to our records you're moving against the grain You're filling your nights and days with nothing but blue, green, and grey And what's that right in front of you? An open door You're noticing the cracks in the floor more and more each day When the trouble starts up come the walls around your heart Can it do you any good to be carved out of wood when you're left out in the rain? She was a sinister sister, can you forget her? We get the feeling this isn't the first or last You're choosing just to sleep all day and creep around at night And you've been reading every book you've been meaning to your whole life And what's that right behind you? Love and hate, a bed unmade You learned to reciprocate What you got you gave And every battle lost you the war
5.
New England 05:24
Move your roots so far away and then get back to me Put the children off to bed It's nothing they should see Pull your hair back, cross your hands They're getting in the way Pull the pictures off the walls The nails hang empty Paint yourself into a corner That's what you're best at Keep unpacking all you've hoarded It won't take you back Close your eyes and count it up, the times you gave me up Forty thousand parachutes you credited to luck Healing all your cuts and bruises geographically Sister cities both forgetting you so easily Point your finger at the one who left the fighting front I think you know why I'm here and everything you've done I remember last December, I was chasing after you and leafing through the pages you scribbled out in blue Frozen mornings in New England don't discount your double-dealing You're the secretary general and a one-man wrecking crew
6.
I dreamed I told you off last night and for some reason you were alright with it I dreamed last night I knocked you out Oh, when was the last time that you were violent? I woke up in the middle of the night and everything in the room was violet I called you, but you didn't pick up Oh, when was the last time you were silent? Oh, Albert, won't you make up your mind Oh, you can do it anytime. Oh, Albert, won't you make up your mind Why do you make things electric, and always wanting to make a night of it? Oh, do you think of knocking me out? Oh, when was the last time that you were violent?
7.
I guess you were right There's no point in lingering for days Let's be civilized Untie my hands and let me walk around Oh, and catch my breath There's no going back You are here and this is really happening You're standing right there Is this going just the way you'd imagined, from the smell in the air to the look on your face? There's sweat in my eyes Do you think you can do something about that? There's a little bit of light creeping through the cracks around the door And then I close my eyes and remember the way your heart slows in December And how you metabolize and squint your eyes All this life outside this little room Think about the things that I have told you We're getting on so well I feel like I know you Is that part of the plan? Life inside an elephant Altering your present tense Hesitantly permanent Are you really one of them?
8.
Evens 03:19
You've been putting your clothes on all wrong and forgetting the words to your favorite song What has been happening, what has gone wrong? Is it just something you can't quite put your finger on? You've got it all figured out this time I can't compete. You've written everything down You've got it all figured out this time I can't do anything at all
9.
On the coldest winter night the neighborhood ignites The chimneys and porchlights, all those signs of life The neighbors come and go, the ones I like and the ones I don't know Turn off the phone Sometimes I just don't want to know that the wheels are turning, fires burning, thinking about how other people live Cars pass by and I think you're home I get myself together You've been feeling the winter swell, adjusting to the weather I walk around at night, the tops of heads and the bedroom lights Hitchcock moments, the definition is so high I put a fence in my yard to keep things in and out Shadows from the passing headlights Flickering inside from the television Cars pass by and I think you're home I get myself together I've been fleeting and catching hell Adjusting to the weather The cold outside is too much for me Inside my house is where I can breathe And there's nothing ever on TV Just the air outside
10.
Mislocation 03:34
You always get nervous in this light It must be something from childhood Some great repression, don't you think? And what was the catalyst? So many seeds of the 1980s have grown into gardens in your adult mind But, you never tended to them and you let them all die in the drought of 2005 You're inclined to sell everything and move to the city A mislocation And you know that you have felt this way from the start And you can't remember if it was your head or your heart This is a word from someone who's been there and someone who can understand your plight And I know that it gets lonely It gets lonely for us all I promise that it all gets easier with time You're just having trouble connecting the lines The government's not a part of this There's no paperwork for how you're feeling Color charts and seismographs and atlases can't triangulate your whereabouts, your mental state, your complicated disarray This is a word from someone who's been there and someone who can understand your plight And I know that it gets lonely It gets lonely for us all This is a word from someone who's been there and understands the art of the sleepless night And I know that it gets lonely... I know that it gets lonely I know that it gets lonely I know that it gets lonely

about

The four original members of Elsinore, three of whom were music majors at a small state school, met in downstate Illinois. After minor Midwest touring the band recorded their first full-length, Nothing For Design (2005). Not long after, Elsinore abandoned their rootsy Americana sound, cased their acoustics, and went electric. While still midwest-identified Illinois boys, they discovered even deeper roots—in Liverpool. Meet Elsinore international, still fluent in the U.S. idiom, now mastering the international language of Pop. And meet two new friends: producers Anthony Gravino and Adam Schmitt (90s major label Pop genius!). Working between Gravino’s Chicago studio and Schmitt’s Urbana studio, over the course of a dedicated two and a half years (an estimated 1,000 hours of studio time interspersed with over 200 live shows from coast to coast), they produced the head-turning album Yes Yes Yes.

Indefatigable talent Ryan Groff penned a new book of songs while weathering a series of life-bending personal trials: coast-to-coast tours, childbirth, a near-death experience of the now ex-drummer, and winter-born interpersonal tension. With newfound ally: seasoned, visionary producer Beau Sorenson (Death Cab for Cutie, Bob Mould, Superchunk, Sparklehorse), five days before entering the recording studio to commit the implosive new material to tape, the eight-year-old quartet unexpectedly found itself a duo. Turning tragedy into opportunity, Sorenson, Groff, and Elsinore keyboardist Mark Woolwine approached long-time musical crushes drummer James Treichler and bassist Brad Threlkeld. The new rhythm section accepted, strapped themselves into Groff/Woolwine’s meteoric musical rocketship, and the five-man supergroup entered Mark Rubel’s Pogo Studio.

Maybe there’s something about the tornadic midwest that transforms humble musicians into song monsters capable of explosive, emotive eruption. The ever-resilient Elsinore, for a moment on the ropes, has bounced back swinging. The brave next leap for an upward-bound band, PUSH/PULL parts the curtains on a new sunrise.

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released October 1, 2013

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