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Lemons

by Fake Palms

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1.
Drain 02:23
Drain all that you’ve got Throw it in the fire and Burn it til it’s gone Out of mind and in turn again You pass it off too much I think of you as a friend of mine That somehow just lost touch Could never come through Drain all that you’ve got For now it's not just the killing kind Forget it til it’s on For now just claim its a change of mind I think of you too much I fake it because it’s the way to hide As simple as it comes Forever in view Drain on sun king Drain on sun king Drain on sun king Drain on sun king
2.
Visions 02:55
So was it all in your plan, another day in a trance Rejecting all the ways you never felt in demand A feeling I have inside that maybe I’m in decline Or maybe, yeah just maybe you put me in a bind A common desire You sell it together But I still require The weight of the weather Yeah was it all in the past and are you sure it’ll last Because I’ve been reeling since you came out here last It wasn’t front of my mind, but they say all in due time A little bit of everything that’s stopping me blind It’s under the wire The feeling you fought for Some false combination Of linear measures I’ll be your reflection you can rest, are you just a vision I’ll be your reflection you can rest, are you just a vision Are you just a vision of man Are you just a vision of man Are you just a vision So sell me all of your stride made up and all in due time This town you claim allegiance to has been redefined Connections left to be tamed, a lesson that never takes Rejected for the hell of it your name fell away To find the illusion I’ve been all but blinded Some late execution Hung up by a wire I’ll be your reflection you can rest, are you just a vision I’ll be your reflection you can rest, are you just a vision Are you just a vision of man Are you just a vision of man Are you just a vision I’ll never figure it out just what you were on about Kept claiming through the night I never said it aloud Wished it’d remain all the same but I’m just left in a haze The puzzle pieces I smashed together put on display
3.
Satellite 04:01
There wasn’t There wasn’t There wasn’t enough of us There wasn’t There wasn’t There wasn’t enough of us There wasn’t enough of us to replicate What would you do if you faded in place To hold on to what’s left of thought Directing left of centre not To decline into nothing I'll let it age But I’m no fortune teller, take your time, check the weather Fold your hands, you holy roller, count the ways you stayed in place to hold it over There wasn’t enough of I will be I will be I will be a satellite I will be I will be I will be a satellite I will be a satellite I dread To pull me loose a fray a golden thread A silver little waif you thought, you held up tied me in knots What will I take to balance out my head But I’m no fortune teller, as you climb up the ladder Fall in line, as for pleasure, count the ways we fade away you holy roller I will be a satellite But I can’t pretend just how to mend Like a branch bends into the fire I will extend your hand to mine Just as I can dismantle and sigh But I’m no fortune teller, take your time, check the weather Fold your hands, you holy roller, count the ways we fade away to hold it over But I’m not fortune teller count the ways you stayed in place to hold it over I will be I will be I will be a satellite
4.
Beat down by faith all your feelings haven’t aged Sell it all, turn away, turn your back for pocket change Sun down, sought faith, call me by your former name Hung up by the day wounded out and on display Nighttime’s your time, push it deep inside of you It’s all your shame seek it out return the view Burned out, back down, keep it in and fight review You’ll see how it aged into all your dried remains Wasted silhouettes follow me down wasted silhouettes Wasted silhouettes follow me down wasted silhouettes It's all the way psychic in your pain Drawn out figure eight turn the corner bend the page Where’d you lose grace the telling way you pass the blame Silence shows your age lesson pouring out the drain Wasted silhouettes follow me down wasted silhouettes Wasted silhouettes follow me down wasted silhouettes
5.
I can’t pull myself from the middle, Give up on all your joy little by little I can’t pull myself from the middle, Defending how you been like a thistle So sit up straight and comb your hair you can’t relate your mind’s in disrepair But I can tell you’re far away I’m wide awake and you’re coming down the stairs 5, 4, 6, 1 5, 4, 6, 1 I correct myself to be civil, the more you give the less I can keep up to see it fizzle Tell me tell me lies I will wither sell me sell me mine, in ether So sit up straight and comb your hair you can’t relate your minds in disrepair But I can tell you’re far away, I’m wide awake and you’re coming down the stairs You can only pretend for a little while You can only pretend for a little while Don’t you ever tell me about the way you can’t erase your little mood Now I’m not containing myself, now I’m not containing myself Place it on your tongue I’ll show you just in case it doesn’t set and bloom Now that I’m erasing myself, now that I’m erasing myself So sit up straight and comb your hair you can’t relate your minds in disrepair But I can tell you’re far away, I’m wide awake and you’re coming down the stairs You can only pretend for a little while You can only pretend for a little while
6.
The Curl 03:19
Desperate and jaded in your mind all the answers sought out in due time And all the ties that bound you to your world through the wire chased some uncertain word But nothing is wrong you can’t relate passing it off fortunes they fade What I say’s unreal you say is fate I can tell all of this to wait To provide an answer for your thirst we can hide the nepotism curse To recognize the truth is we’re alone and all this time you swallowed all the chrome But nothing is wrong you can’t relate passing it off fortunes they fade What I say’s unreal you say is fate I can tell all of this to wait
7.
Flags 03:41
To find your kingdom to age the day the shattered cradle we will remain for spectres Circling the collar shot out of frame run through the city we are to blame for spectres I’ll take aim Night after night its a smokey haze fallen off format to feel afraid for spectres Take them down easy our soul survives can’t keep them turned out through aged mind for spectres I’ll take our age our age Your broken hands are shining now The open tide don’t seem to sell it Collecting all your mothers grief You don’t look now don’t seem to get it In angled wisdom to feel afraid to keep them started to keep them tamed for spectres Kaleidoscope heart can’t take away a zero starter the shattered frame for spectres I’ll take our age our age Your broken hands are shining now The open tide don’t seem to sell it Collecting all your mothers grief You don’t look now don’t seem to get it Your broken hands are shining now The open tide don’t seem to sell it Collecting all your mothers grief You don’t look now don’t seem to get it
8.
Bloom 03:40
Some say I will read for pleasure once is more than two birds tethered to the wire Your time written on a sheet of paper punch it in collect a wager all the while But I need a silver sided line To regress a place I cannot find But I do exist need a sign time to occupy my mind collecting my estate But I do exist want a sign want to redefine my time to sell off all my faith I’ll take another call to hear about it once again I dream about the shortest mile Broadcast coming in now through the basement was it left to your replacement once again But I need to fill up all my time To show you the place of my decline But I do exist need a sign time to occupy my mind collecting my estate But I do exist want a sign want to redefine my time to sell off all my faith Can you tell me Can you tell me But I do exist need a sign time to occupy my mind collecting my estate But I do exist want a sign want to redefine my time to sell off all my faith But I do exist do exist do exist Yeah I do exist do exist do exist
9.
Soft Fear 04:01
It’s all the same day’s spent seem to fall away frankly it’s the fawning of the times You saw the breeze while I sat there just losing sleep daylight seemed to spill out of your mind Have you no answers while you wait while I stare blankly down your gaze Dazedly I fell down the false step I can’t see it coming round the bend To wait and see just what you had left for me fell out of your mind you said in time Have you no answers while you wait while I stare blankly down your gaze Time damages to time counting shadows walking by I beg them to float away Tell me now how to deny my resentments all divide they’re too shallow to convey Just to remind me of the day you told me how you’d float away Just to remind me of the day you told me how you’d float away Time damages to time counting shadows walking by I beg them to float away Tell me now how to deny my resentments all divide they’re too shallow to convey

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"New & Notable" - BANDCAMP

★★★★ - EXCLAIM!

★★★★ "Alt-pop Gold" - CLASSIC ROCK MAGAZINE

"a fine set of spiky post-punk inflected with surf, motorik prog and other styles, combining angular guitars, driving rhythms and often-dystopian lyrics" - KEXP

"The hooks are sharp, the rhythms choppy, the vocals achingly cool. If you’ve ever found yourself enjoying The Modern Lovers, The Strokes, Parquet Courts, Cage the Elephant - then you’ll find something here to devour" - THE LINE OF BEST FIT

credits

released September 16, 2022

Produced by Josh Korody & Michael le Riche
Mixed & Engineered by Josh Korody at Candle Recording
"Visions" Engineered by Meagan Aversa & Josh Korody
Mastered by Gavin Gardiner at All Day Coconut
Photography by Alex Carre
Design by James Mejia

Michael le Riche plays Guitars, Bass, & Vocals
Ben Reinhartz plays Drums & Percussion

Evan Lewis plays guitar on "Satellite," "Civil Liberties," "The Curl," "Flags," "Bloom," & "Soft Fear"
Patrick Marshall plays guitar on "Wasted Silhouettes"
Braeden Craig plays drums on "Visions"
Laura Hermiston sings on "Drain," & "Soft Fear"

All songs written by Michael le Riche
except "Wasted Silhouettes" written by Patrick Marshall & Michael le Riche

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HDD is an indie record label based in Toronto, Canada. HDD Artists include Beliefs, Breeze, Chastity, Deliluh, Etiquette, Fake Palms, No Joy, Ora Cogan, Praises, Prince Josh, Sahara, Tallies, Tess Parks, Vallens, Young Guv and more...

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