Parks & Rec EP

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Parks & Rec EP was recorded in the spring & summer of 2010 at Arnold's house, Benson house, Wallace house and Emilio's house

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released August 10, 2010

All songs by Parks & Rec
Recorded and produced by Emilio Guim
Artwork by Julienne Lottering
Layout by Parks & Rec
Alex Dodd plays accordion on Lake Michigan and piano on Lay of the Land
Parks & Rec is: Arnold Pereira (drums), Charles Tilden (vocals, guitar), Cristina Taborda (vocals), Eric Easson Hummel (guitar, mandolin, harmonica, vocals), Pierre Desjardins (bass)

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Parks & Rec Toronto, Ontario

Parks & Rec bring their indie rock craft wherever they go: the park, the concert hall or even your house. Their first EP shows a penchant for soaring, catchy hooks over driving rhythms; a wall of sound that alternates between delicate and thunderous. With Seeds Grown Here, their sound has evolved to deliver 7 heartfelt tracks, dedicated in loving memory of friend and band mate Cristina Taborda. ... more

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Track Name: Noise Machines
we’ve been noise machines since ‘85
nothing you could say would change our minds
we dream in colour and speak in rhyme
this is how we like to waste our time

we’ve been noise machines since ‘85
we dream in colour and speak in rhyme
nothing you could say would change our minds
this is how we like to waste our time

i see blue streaks of lightning across the black side of my eyelids
i dream of all the different ways our synapses are connected
high jacking the afternoon from tangible ambition
to find a sound in which to drown is now our only mission

we’ve been noise machines since ‘85
we dream in colour and speak in rhyme
this is how we like to waste our time
nothing you could say would change our minds
Track Name: Barcelona
marisa I say your predictions were fit
4 out of your 7 gems I reckon were a hit
arrived at the hostel graffiti tonight
a welcoming slum where all wandering strangers unite

lyon, detroit, santiago an unlikely team
we heard the echoes that drew us all down by the sea
there’s drum and bass pounding a morse code that’s making me feel like

you’ve got a hold on me tonight
oh barcelona, you’ve got a hold on me tonight

jug of sangria and moroccan paste
under the stars on the rooftop a jam I still taste
lyon brought the jazz and detroit brought the harps
and until the sun rose
arrago boulevard was ours

lyon, detroit, santiago an unlikely team
we heard the echoes that drew us all down by the sea
la merce your streets and your people are making me feel like

you’ve got a hold on me tonight
oh barcelona, you’ve got a hold on me tonight
Track Name: New Tides
dark, dark, dark, the morning is stark
but I have it in me to rise, to rise
grey, grey, grey, awaiting the day
I’m riding along the shoreline, shoreline

1,2,3 the boardwalk weaves
leading into the sand
pink, red, blue, I’m starting anew
atop this barren beach stand

new tides are coming in
seagulls are circling and swooping
new tides are coming in
new tides are coming in

1,2,3 the board weaves
tilt of the earth holds back the light
1,2,3 I’m starting for free
pink, red, blue I’m starting anew

Vamos agora comecar, como uma onda a rebentar
Vamos agora comecar

new tides are coming in
Track Name: Lake Michigan
carrying a heavy load
i stepped into the empty night
i got here on a greyhound’s back
crossing lakes and rusty lands

money is what built this town
born of packed meat and demand
and when the sun is water bound
a steely wall of stone will stand
greeting it most every morn
with storeys tall and futures born
i was there once just in time
lake michigan in its quiet prime

i sat in on some genius talk
inside the walls of money’s hands
the future’s looking awful dark
i might just stick to songs and bands
on the train back into town
i saw through cracks the sun would drown
soon a dreary place to be
lake michigan is the darkest sea

thinking of my only one
while drinking in the public zoo
i tried to call jeff tweedy twice
i really needed some advice

shakespeare sits in lincoln park
looking unamused and dark
wishing he was facing south
to lake michigan and its concrete mouth
Track Name: Lay of the Land
the factory workers are working on this fake holiday
the barbed wire fence is screaming “keep out and we’ll keep them in”
my friends are making a b-line for the pond by the park
where a waterfall can strangely take the edge off of this stark
truth I’m facing as I bike through this city’s heart
it’s all coming down starting with that river filled with shopping carts

i lost my baby to a road trip headed for the east coast yesterday
i woke up screaming silent because I won’t be getting laid
my friends are making a b-line for the brickworks by the don
they have a way of making two months not seem all that long
it’s all coming down starting with those humble souls who think they’ve won

well the lay of the land
swept under your feet
you can’t plant a flag
in the dirt that bleeds
that dot on your canvas
from that constellation
well that star is dead
it never knew we were here
you don’t blink when you make amends
it’s all about to start again

well the factory workers are working
the barbed wire fence is screaming
me I’m making a b-line
because the oldest river’s burning