Arcadian Pages

by canyon counterpoint

/
  • Cassette + Digital Album

    Includes unlimited streaming of Arcadian Pages via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 30 days
    edition of 250 

      $6 USD or more 

     

  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $5 USD  or more

     

  • Full Digital Discography

    Get all 9 canyon counterpoint releases available on Bandcamp and save 10%.

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Zebulon, Run, Alex Rose ~ Canyon Counterpoint Demos 2005 - 2020, One Week in a Life, Giant, Arcadian Pages, Sherbet Colors, Grandmothers, and 1 more. , and , .

    Purchasable with gift card

      $20.30 USD or more (10% OFF)

     

1.
Ty 02:28
The town’s lone red stop light sways in the West Texas wind We’re peering at the big sky Giving clouds a big send off before they fade into the horizon No sounds Save a lone wind chime that trickles in our ears, tones passing by As that stoplight signals to no one we’ll make our presence known He’s the first to howl! He’s the first to sing! I make believe he’s a magical being who lives in my mind He lives on the waves and the bends in my mind, Cowboy Ty Lassos in my mind All the folds of fears and frights He keeps it tied up Cowboy Ty
2.
Open your elephant eyes Glittery bright and full of surprise Mountains move up against the sky Gypsy palms of paradise Here in this emerald pool We’ll break all the rules But we won’t be mean, no! I’ll be kind you’ll see No we won’t be mean, no! You’ll be kind to me Through the haze, a wild orange angel hue Forecasted/contrasted milk maids in danish shoes Disregarded but not discarded my freewheeling heart will everlast my freewheeling heart will everlast my freewheeling heart But we won’t be mean, no! I’ll be kind you’ll see No we won’t be mean, no! You’ll be kind to me
3.
Grandmothers 03:02
He’s an iconic fair redeemer a manipulator of proper nomenclature and it’s second nature: a half-life downtown There’s no life without buildings for us now But I will build you a dream machine out of ticker tape So on timed nights we can seal our fate with brave desire And that brave desire it runs thick like cable wires, cool hard round beams They surge with fire, electric wires Here to go / here to fall Here to fall / here to show What our grandmothers were first to know Mama, mama… Mama, mama… Here to go / here to fall Here to fall / here to show What our grandmothers were first to know
4.
I’m telling secrets to a memory Wrapping my arms around what used to be And she’s listening carefully… While I mistake miscreants for the ministry of reality My harlequin shadow - she exudes a saint-like patience Something I mistook for otherworldliness years ago But oh! How she floats even now! Oh how she floats…. oh how she floats She floats up on violence My lady in white lace She makes trades in violence She hovers on instinct A violent crown of thorny leaves
5.
I eyed them from behind the ponderosa pines, all tiny filaments of light We stood atop that enchanted rock We float up against a mica night sky At least we were right this time! It was love at sight under that North Dakota starlight. Your reveries take flight Missionaries training for a fight Gathering all our might But how long until the world takes notice? How long until our tiny voices are loud enough to make damage stop? All we do is talk and talk And wait for the world to take notice We wait for the world to take notice
6.
Coattails 02:25
My tongue was thick with afterthoughts I mumbled half forget-me-nots What I really want to say was hey babe. Bide my lines, I’m just passing by Like a plane I will fly high I’ll ride the coattails of the contrails in the sky But my words for tawdry, my whims they were flimsy and life isn’t always full of whimsy So don’t fall in love Don’t fall to pieces This world ain’t big enough for your feelings Bottle them up Bide my lines I’ll be alright. I’m just passing by Tell me…. Oh baby believe me that I’ll translate the message of what you’ve been wrestling with. No, don’t write me a letter it’s easier if we just forget each other and move on I’ll sing my songs to pass the time Don’t wanna think about how you ain’t coming home tonight
7.
You had us ride in the back of her truck on the way to the party The wind charred my lips It woke me up My eyes to the stars, the universe spreads out Colossal wonderings, memories like foundlings Your childhood’s worth something… don’t hurry up Don’t hurry up, don’t hurry up I held your hand as sped down that same boulevard again like when we were friends But my curiosity took hold of me and my hand moved down your leg and stayed there The wind in our hair Surprised by the cold and possibility With you next to me the world felt free and nurturing - we can be who we want to be, adventurously Don’t hurry up, don’t hurry up Let’s stay here in this truck bed til they come calling for us Howling wolves Adventures ahead Don’t hurry, don’t hurry up
8.
I’m a black bird circling the blue skies of the Yucca Valley I’m high Like the nights we spent smoking cigarettes on your back porch Feeling alive I traced those dark tops of the mountain ranges They’re all big bears who lept out of their cages wearing capes No trying No lying No trying: I was honest then in those high desert test sites I’m no slave to my appetite I mine crystal caves, I thumb arcadian pages But we are no more readers than we are passersby In our valley, this cavernous mountain night Everything will be alright Everything will be alright Everything will be alright Everything will be alright Everything will be alright Everything will be alright

about

There are many moments, memories, people, and places stretched across Alex Rose’s Arcadian Pages. The debut album from the Los Angeles-born, Austin-raised musician is a project four years in the making, an intimate and evocative collection of mental snapshots, born in homes, houses, cars, and hotels spanning from Washington to New York to Texas and California.
 
Recorded at Dandy Sounds Studio in Dripping Springs, Texas, Arcadian Pages feels like everywhere and nowhere all at once. The music is spacious and restrained, conjuring images of nameless strangers and long stretches of highway viewed from behind a dirty windshield. Gauzy electric guitars provide the backdrop, while sparse percussion and romantic swells of viola help propel each story along. Rose sings these songs like closely held secrets, lacing them with breath, texture, and a graceful fluency. In them, she reveals evocative details about fleeting moments and quiet echoes of characters only half-known. Like “Ty,” an enigmatic cowboy who’s both an object of affection and a figment of the imagination. Or “Howling Wolves,” where stories of youthful abandon move across moonlit streets and empty truck beds. On “Ponderosa Pines,” she sets a rally cry against indifference beneath the luminous North Dakota skyline. And together, these tales beautifully capture and crystallize not-so-distant memories into something tangible.
 
Arcadian Pages is Rose’s world, and it’s filled with great expectations, crushing heartbreaks, and hopeful momentum. Supported by producer/singer/multi-instrumentalist Anni Rossi and sound engineer Dan Duszynski (Molly Burch, Jess Williamson, Julia Lucille), she’s created a full-sensory travelogue filled with small gestures that have big implications. 
 
Following a year of music making Austin, Texas--and her first ever solo tour--Rose recently returned to Los Angeles. This fall and winter, she'll play shows across L.A. in support of her debut. In a way, it's the perfect end to Arcadian Pages' story--a homecoming made all the more meaningful by the time it took to get there.

- Aly Comingore

credits

released November 10, 2017

Written & Performed by Alex Rose (guitar, vocals)
Produced by Alex Rose & Anni Rossi (viola, percussion)
Recorded by Dan Duszynski at Dandy Sounds in Dripping Springs, Texas, July 2017
Mastered by Carl Saff
Photography by Kari Leigh Rosenfeld
Cover Art by Vanessa Riegel

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

canyon counterpoint Austin, Texas

canyon counterpoint is American singer-songwriter Alex Rose <3

contact / help

Contact canyon counterpoint

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this album or account

If you like canyon counterpoint, you may also like: