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I Was A Worker And Now I'm Old

by No Museums

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1.
I lost my history with you I don't remember every year I want the courage to fade away I have a memory of a train I have some things I'd like to change I've wasted years on forgotten tracks I thought I'd die always looking back And you said I would and I knew I would I'm fucked by the thought that I'm fucked that I'm gone You were born while falling years ago And died while following me through the snow I was a worker and now I'm old We had cotton fields and soft sloped hills We had museums that were always filled I was a worker and now I'm old I thought I'd die always looking back
2.
Karluk 02:25
He shoots me down on the beach Pushes me into the water Leaving me low with no provisions Once I thought we were good friends I think of us now as bookends White dogs gather like gravestones I was pulled from a hole in the snow A shipwreck camp on an ice floe Once I thought there were hands to lend I think of them now as frayed ends I carried myself over ice leads I said I'd make it but never believed A frozen stove, no kerosene Once I thought of horizons I think of them now as lands ends This island has no defined shoreline I'm going blind in white light I'm sure there'll be no search parties Once I thought I'd be home again I think of now the end
3.
The Sport 02:48
The ghosts of moments and lost stars The last waves of the surf An early morning drive A way to see you without time A still life framed in motion Stay in the dark Watch the film unfold And talk about reasons when there are none And talk about airports and your travel is no different than mine The parallel lines, the speed and the sport They change every time There are towns here lower than last year Stay in the light Watch the day unfold And think of the distances that we have seen Think about motion and your travel is no different than mine A station inside, the darkening sport They change every time
4.
Engine Parts 03:28
The torn frame of an airplane A heavy landing Leave a country alone Without a hold and so cold And the devil has placed arrows Where I have not That was a sweet mystery But this is murder I don't care what happens to you The darker driver is on the loose Lost in open space Found through reflectors aimed lightly A new constellation on the ground We call it engine parts I don't care what happens to you The darker driver is on the loose The darker driver will make it through The darker driver remains The engine flew apart not far away
5.
Let's split out and over The popular land rovers Are heading out along the path We're heading out, it'll never last The lower broken river The population shivered And the hunt has just begun Summer burns out the hearts of everyone A deeper torch tonight And a lonesome mountain slowing down Let's split out the timber I'll probably never remember My head hung from another month Another hunt for another opening
6.
He was still on the shore With a face shattered in glass All the time we were wasting All the times we were wild They were burning out lights While the engineers were asleep All the model train makers And all the wilderness that we need All the crimes we were facing All the times we were wild She was hanging her hands High off the workers home All the hope we've been building All the hope that's been thrown All the minds we were been losing All the times we were wild And now it's been decided And we're all going away And we'd rather just be still now We'd all rather be still now
7.
The national dark parks The workers here are lost I'm on another team The trails are faster I remember last year I'm blackening the snow And burning out the ones who break away The golden guns, the blood, the rope, the days And death to the ones below The new science centre The old repeating winter The slowest coldest shot The perimeter still tries To get the balance right And memory like a knife And turning out the ones with low display The golden suns, the hands, the heavy face And death to the ones below And death to the ones I know The national dark parks No distance to the frost I'm blackening the snow

about

Twin Library Recording Company presents the debut release by Edmonton's No Museums. Recorded, scorched and cracked in the summer of 2014.

The basement is the same as before. The lights are just reflecting into different corners.

I Was A Worker is supported by the Edmonton Arts Council and the City of Edmonton.

"My fingers are crossed that No Museums, a successor to Edmonton’s Twin Library, will forgive me if I’m not the first scribe to liken them to Guided By Voices. While no one can truly mimic Robert Pollard and Co. wholesale, No Museums’ scraggly splay of distortion, lo-fi ambience, and intermittent melancholia captures the quintessence of GBV’s Under the Bushes, Under the Stars epoch. That formula ebbs occasionally on the decidedly lucid 'Model Train Makers,' but I prefer NM’s more roughhewn tendencies, specifically those populating 'The Sport,' and 'National Dark Parks,' which embed just enough dirt and grit under the fingernails to make you wince in curious delight."
The Big Takeover, issue 75

"Though I’ve often hailed Twin Library for their economy of sound and songwriting, No Museums distills their essence even further by defining each instrument more sharply than before. The very definition of being “the same yet different”, No Museums feels like an advancement of where Twin Library was heading rather than a sharp left turn or about face"
Quick Before It Melts, October 2014

"There are all sorts of musical nods here, but I enjoy the band’s approach to craftsmanship; they’re creating this basement folk music with just hints of distortion that swell and build throughout. Definitely a nice touch. Enjoy your listening."
Austin Town Hall, September 2014
austintownhall.com/2014/09/23/twin-library-now-named-no-museums/

"Down and dirty classic indie garage rock for fans of The Jesus and Mary Chain, Pavement and Sonic Youth"
Deadly Music!, September 2014
www.feckingdeadly.com/garage-rock-museums-worker-now-im-old/#.VCw8W2O0cr4

"No Museums has mastered the alt-rock sound of the ‘90s – think of Pavement, or Built To Spill, and add a pinch of The Velvet Underground or The Jesus and Mary Chain"
Gray Owl Point, October 2014
grayowlpoint.com/2014/10/03/review-i-was-a-worker-and-now-im-old-no-museums/

#3 CJSR Edmonton, January 13, 2015
#14 CJAM Windsor, December 23, 2014
#5 CFBX Kamloops, November 25, 2014
#25 scop Toronto, November 25, 2014
#8 CFBU St. Catharines, October 21, 2014
#9 CFRC Kingston, October 21, 2014
#24 CKUT Montreal, October 21, 2014

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released September 23, 2014

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No Museums Edmonton, Alberta

No Museums: A homemade hybrid of creaking pop and basement rock, using an array of textural devices and hummed noise. 

Echo boxes, delay pedals, soft distortion dynamics and guitars with buzzing strings. There is drift and there is direction. Enjoys the sounds of The Fall, Guided By Voices, Velvet Underground, Wedding Present, Television Personalities.
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