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On The Cinnamon

by On The Cinnamon

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    On The Cinnamon debut album.

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1.
Crumbles 03:13
Come meet me south of the border Be sure you dress up fine Leaving must be a solemn thing For those you left behind You left home and stove and crumbles Kitchen sink gone dry Apron stained with all kinds of tears From an insignifigant wife Tell me, did he hit you Like he hit you in my dreams? Or is he just as sweet and lovable As he seems? Oh what a beautiful night Stars seem so bright Oh if you saw me now Saw me through the light Make me a promise That you will keep If you ever need to leave me Do it while I sleep If you ever need to leave me Do it while I sleep
2.
On their last day together Skies opened and wet their feathers And I saw them in the rain They looked so different But still the same And there was something else About them that was strange On their last day together He said "You have met an other The way he makes you smile I haven't even seen you smile in a while" She couldn't look him in he eye She knew her eye wouldn't lie On their last day together He realized there was no more eachother No more holding hands No Somerset strolls across the sand No more love in the air No loving him, no loving anywhere And nothing left to say But he said it anyway On their last day together She packed her bags and called her brother And soon she was gone Before he knew what was really going on And his tear wet the rain Let the rain feel his pain
3.
71 Steps 04:02
71 steps to your door I've never been this close before Think I got a taste of the love of my life Passed you in the street, didn't realize Now I'm here And you're mine Weeks ago I was fine Now I've lost My sense of time As we reach for the highest peak Seek deconstruction that all lovers seek Then you turn to me and you give me light Under the table in the middle of the night Twist and turn Rise above A silent drug That's in my blood Try to get Hold of your sun 71 steps to your door I've never been this close before Opened up my heart and let you in Maybe there will be others But they will never win Secret tables calling for us Distant islands calling for us Now I know what I have lost Now I know what I have lost Now I know what I have lost
4.
Far beneath the red light square Night has paused and there is air Fallen dreampiles lies around Cotton buds and an indian drum Play that drum and you are lost In seasoned illness, filled with rust Silenced mouth begins to shout Thoughts we really can't be without No, saddle your crow, we're gone Gone into the seas of the sun Saddle your crow, we're gone Gone into the seas of the sun
5.
Hibernates 05:20
She plays With words and phrase Tries to speak But hibernates She roams In zero point wind Disappears within Slush and fire She lost track the minute she was born Left for dead and desire She saw the cradle She saw the wine She saw the genie Trapped inside Take him to a special place Where no one else will go Bury him And no one else will know I played it safe Lost the fight Lost my air All the might I roam In zero point wind Disappears within Slush and fire Made peace with the demons and the clowns Told them that they were right I saw the cradle I saw the wine I saw the genie Trapped inside Take him to a special place Where no one else will go Bury him And no one else will know
6.
Indecency 04:07
Indecency Caught my eye And nothing else matters somehow I fade away, disappear Reappear Close to your ear Cover you with kisses and kings No one hear what the nightingale sings But me Stopped life Parked a dream Blinded by the cream Of the crops Of the fruit drops That pour down from your eyes Cover up All the lies And flushes them down the drain True love It hides In the corner of unprepared eyes Seem to surface When it's ripe Then it comes into light Kind and decent Or violent, strong And God it's not Right or wrong
7.
Morning comes again Surprise me once again Caught me sleeping Pull me back I try to see things From a different view Try to picture Life without you When are you gonna come home? When are you coming home? When are you gonna come home? When are you coming home? You turn your head In the same old way What things matter to you Anyway? And when are you gonna come home? When are you coming home? When are you gonna come home? When are you coming home? I push up daisies Or leave them dry Think i's amazing To watch them die And when are you gonna come home? When are you coming home? When are you gonna come home? When are you coming home? When are you gonna come home? When are you coming home?
8.
She leaves work early Ties a bow in her hair She rides her bike To a late anywhere Where her friends have gathered A captain starts to sing He sings so loud and clear It'll make your ears ring She sings with him Let out the sorrow she feels within I stand beside her Don't know nothing There's lady chameleon She makes what she wears Tonight it's her mama's dress Made of a million hairs And a wooden handbag Is all that she needs To get to do beautiful Unspeakable deeds And she will exceed Your most beloved and wildest dreams Bu she's hooked up It seems To a singer In a rock n' roll band Who wears a cap And got pockets with sand He dreams of chameleons To be famous someday And to sing his songs In new, mindblowing ways Needless to say Maybe he'l get there sooner than me Stop trying Feel free My friends' in the corner He drags me away From infidelity and "Lay Lady Lay" We never talk much About how it feels To be the fifth Or the seventh wheel About sex appeal Of unanswered love and family needs Growing older Spreading seeds She stands beside me But then she is gone Maybe she fears That I am the one And that I wil show her There's something else Something she craves When all else fails When love breaks loose And tortures her every hour and day Maybe that makes her Flee away
9.
Passed the shady trees Followed a gentle breeze That picked me up And carried me To the traffic lights On our street It changed to green from pain Honey I'm home again Never mind yesterday It won't return anyway A new morning I lies ahead In your cloudy bed And the pillow sound It changed to love from pain Honey I'm home again Home again

about

On The Cinnamon performs pop music with melodic ease. Their sound is clear and clean, but never intrudes upon you: they sweeten and heat you up at the same time.

However, cotton-soft sensibility is not the only mood evoked in the Umeå quartet’s debut album: a noticeable temperament flows through all of the nine songs. The group’s style conveys, and emphasizes, the tension that arise between caution and forward movement.

It should be said: On The Cinnamon is a sensitive, tightly cooperative band. Jonas Lindsköld is the undesputed leader figure, being the singer, multi-instrumentalist and songwriter. But his compositions and peacefully, restrained voice is embedded in a congenial way by the nuanced accompaniment from the other members. Per Ericson’s inventive guitar playing fills out the sound, while Kristoffer Fredrikssons drums and Patrik Ågrens base gives speed and shape to the whole.

You can hear that the recording process originates from safeguarding an unconstrained live sound. No parts have been polished down to anonymity, no nifty overproduced tricks challenge the listener’s patience. Yet you have a balanced and vibrant record, safely held together by delicate harmonies and timbres.

Additionally, the record raises historic, musical associations of extremely agreeable kind: “Crumbles” alludes to Simon & Garfunkel’s more bittersweet moments. “Indecency ” is an excellent piece of hazy Americana-pop, right in the neighborhood of Beachwood Sparks. “Hibernates” sends out minor altcountry-vibes and elsewhere you can sense a long-distance relationship with Neil Young’s earliest solo work. Jonas Lindsköld’s vocal style and diction lies, consciously or not, close to the timid and grayed indie represented by The Clientele.

But other interpretations and references are of course possible – On The Cinnamon doesn’t impose their ideas on the listener at any moment. What the band is doing, however, is creating its own imprint with tools that are well known. And that is certainly admirable in itself.

Henrik Lång, music reviewer
Umeå, March 27, 2014

credits

released May 3, 2014

1. Crumbles (3:13)
2. On Their Last Day Together (4:51)
3. 71 Steps (4:02)
4. Seas Of The Sun (2:33)
5. Hibernates (5:19)
6. Indecency (4:07)
7. When Are You Gonna Come Home (4:51)
8. She Leaves Work Early (6:31)
9. Traffic Lights (4:01)

ON THE CINNAMON
Jonas Lindsköld – Vocals/Guitar/Organ/Piano/Mellotron
Per Ericson – Lead guitar/Backing Vocals
Patrik Ågren – Bass/Backing vocals
Kristoffer Fredriksson – Drums/Percussion/Backing vocals

Songs written by: Jonas Lindsköld(c)2013

Produced by: On The Cinnamon

All songs recorded in Umeå, from June to August 2013

Recorded by: Stefan Bränberg, Jonas Lindsköld
and Per Ericson

Mixed by: Jonas Lindsköld at Cannelle Gramophone

Mastering: Mats ”Limpan” Lindfors at Cutting Room

Album photos by: David Dahlberg

Sleeve design by: Omnejden

Thanks to: Sofia, Elisabeth, Johanna and Signe, Elin and Uno, Stefan Bränberg, Niklas “RG” Gustafsson, Crystal Caravan, Henrik Lång and Nils Fredriksson at Klubb Lennart, Jonas Svedin, Fredrik Fagerlund and Lars Öhman at Scharinska, Anders, Michael and Göran at 4sound Umeå, Toontrack, Agneta and Bengt in Rödtjärn, Olle Berggren, David Dahlberg, Mikael and Therese at Omnejden, friends and families.
Thank you for buying this record.

(c) & (p) Cannelle Gramophone 2014.
All rights reserved.

Press contact: jonaslindskold@gmail.com
Label contact: info@cannellegramophone.com
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