Out Of The Bloom

by Fiddlehead

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Diego García
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Diego García Fugazi was here! Favorite track: Witch Hazel Bloom.
Duncan Frey
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Duncan Frey Something I never knew I was looking for. This 7" blows me away every time I get the chance to listen to it. Favorite track: My Arboretum.
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Millwall D. This took me by surprise. Not my usual cup o' tea, but a really great record. Lockin' Out?!?! Really?!?! Great choice!
Aj LaGambina
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Aj LaGambina Fiddlehead is like the supergroup no one knew they needed until they heard. Amazing. Favorite track: Birdnest.
Bastian Najdek
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Bastian Najdek You just took me back to mid 90s Washington, and thank you for that! Favorite track: My Arboretum.
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Tom Robertson Very cool throwback to 80's / 90's bands like Jawbreaker, Fugazi etc. Favorite track: We Are Not Friends.
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If you would like to purchase this release on vinyl you can over at www.lockinout.com. 300 pressed on Clear Green and 700 on Black. Thanks


released October 21, 2014

Recorded by Trevor Vaughan
At The Colosseum, New Bedford
Released on Lockin Out Records - www.lockinout.com



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Shawn Costa
Alex Dow
Pat Flynn
Casey Nealon
Alex Henery

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Track Name: Birdnest
I look to the past to see you and me, two young birds both with closed wings.
But can't remember.
I look to the past to see you and me, in a wide open field at the dawn of day.
But can't remember that feel.
I can't remember how I felt, when all the feelings I feel are all leaving me.

They're all leaving me like a birdnest:

Lonely as I.
Dry in the sky.
Waving goodbye.
Track Name: My Arboretum
On mountain tops, and I feel low.
In the heart race, I'm running slow.
You see the leaves shake, I see them blow.

See a man fall a thousand times,
to fall again, and then know why
It is spring time and I am blind.

Smash your fist across my face:
Poor me in a lonely place with a hand in a hand I don't deserve.

you can feel high, while I feel low.

All things holy,
come, to pass us slowly.
Great loves, truly & only lay down to die lonely.

Now you see how I feel.

Smash your fist across my face:
Poor me in a lonely place with a hand in a hand I don't deserve.
While your arboretum sky sings out there, inside is a blank-black wall-stare.
For light, turn me to you.

But you know I'm low.