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 | Navyelectre 1 Navyelectre's debut album first released in 2003. Available as a physical CD by mail order, or as a downloadable re-release from January 1st 08 | | Tracklist: 01: Never 02: Marvellous day 03: Julian 04: Love letter 05: Of all that is gone 06: Papertowel moon 07: Behind 08: Everybody sing 09: Lullaby 10: Wedding song 11: Moon is up 12: October '67 13: A very long night Total: 34 minutes | Album information: Release date: February 2003 Recorded, produced, mixed, composed & lyrics by Jonas Howden Sjøvaag Mastered by Audun Borrmann & Even Ormestad, Cabin Recorders, Oslo, Norway Coverart by supremeconnection.no Released on physical CD by Chewinpine Records All instruments played by Jonas Howden Sjøvaag Reviews (click) | Geek listings: Instruments used | Microphones | Recording & mixing equipment | | Vocals Acoustic guitar Handclap & foot stomp Computer | Sony ECM-MS907 | Line in (computer) CoolEdit 2000 Various plugins (not realtime) | | Liner notes: Now, this record was supposed to be just like those cookies your mother made for you all those years ago, you know, with them pieces of chocolate inside that melted slowly on you tongue as you ate more and more, right up to the point where you’d get all sick and whiny, almost swearing that you were never gonna eat more of them damn chocolate somethings that, as I said, your mama made every weekend in every month in every year but then as the days rolled by and the sickness of last saturday was slowly swept under the rug or whatever it might be you’d find yourself standing in the kitchen on the linoleum floor, bare-footed, asking your mama if them cookies is gonna be ready yet, and you wait and wait for something like ages and more until you finally can plunge your hands into the jar of freshly baked cookies and you eat like there was never gonna be no tomorrow and you end up in the very same situation as you did last weekend, and the weekend before that and so on, and this record was supposed to be something like that. Like a jar of cookies you ain’t never gonna stay away from, but that at the same time is gonna turn you into a whiny little bastard that weeps for nothing and throws up at the smallest amount of waves crawling through the air. |
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