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Terrapin​-​Sanctuary

by G.O.D. RECORDS (Garden Of Dreams)

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Peter Jones There's a deeply ingrained 70s psychedelia-inspired feel to all of the tracks here, even those you can't really place in that genre. Pretty good stuff.

Can't wait for what Bas does next! Favorite track: Fog Rolling Out.
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1.
Spiritual bankruptcy Dwelling in another’s skin ’cause it’s thicker than my own, Still the salt water penetrates. Buries deep down to the bone, There’s no avoiding it, it’s all around, At every corner, round every bend. Spiritual bankruptcy. The clock ticks, The clock tocks, Unrelenting, forward. Wasted dreams, they clatter in the wind. Pages of a book that’s left to wither on the beach When summer ends. The clock ticks, The clock tocks, Spiritual bankruptcy. No solace, in desperation The lost causes search the sky.
2.
Sanctuary 04:00
Sanctuary And when I close my eyes, I dream of sanctuary In the lush green valleys, in the month of May With the soulful people and the soulless fairies Serenaded by the gulls of Dingle Bay. My body aches for you My soul cries out for you. And when I close my eyes, I dream of sanctuary In the rolling hills, in the misty rain Where the fairy thimbles burn in bright devotion For the roaming hearts and the mortal bane. My body aches for you My soul cries out for you. And will I be taken to the whispering waters, To the wild-eyed wonder of the midnight glow From the mouth of madness, from a world that’s shattered To the place beside you that’s my only home. My body aches for you My soul cries out for you.
3.
City Ltd 05:37
City Ltd I’ll never picture you in the natural world We’ve never swum in any ocean Never made footprints in the sand Never been on an all-night drive, nor slept in a wooden hideaway. What they call Mother Nature Doesn’t know us like the city does Moth-like we chase the neon lights Or watch the sun and moon play hide and seek in the bricks and mortar. I found you in the city In the city we are lost There are limits, so they tell us That we’ve never seen. We move in circles, always coming back To the point of our departure A thousand ways out just lead back in again The tunnels never end, the bridges hang suspended in the haze. I found you in the city In the city we are lost Never venturing beyond its limits There is nowhere else.
4.
Dancing Mice 03:56
Dancing Mice Dancing mice filled the stage and the world was green again. Made me think of the woods you roamed, Made me dream of the rain. Say hello to the wind, cast a smile into the ocean. Take the road I never knew, kiss them all for me. And if I grow really old I hope I’ll still have a soul And I’ll remember how to dream of windy shores While I sleep in fiery peace. Say hello to the wind, cast a smile into the ocean. Take the road I never knew, kiss them all for me.
5.
Fog rolling out I thought that my life too Could be a poem both lived and written And not fade away, in the sweat for a better day. Fog rolling out, time to come out and play. Fog rolling out, seems a little clearer now Don’t mind the darkness, we’ll make some light somehow. I don’t care what they say, that there’s no easy way. Night falls like rain, feels like the end of days. While old man time thinks fishy thoughts: A selfish, tired old fish. Sailing down this river, there’s not a soul in sight The banks have voices, I hear myself denied. Fog rolling out revealing a bright moonscape, Changing some life, shifting some bitter shape. While old man time thinks fishy thoughts: A selfish, tired old fish.
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All tears flow to the sea Whenever I wake to the nightmare of trains that I missed, Whenever the lights on the wet streets seem to whisper of things Irretrievably lost, I think of you. Whenever the clouds in the sky turn the color of fear, And I feel like a shred of a memory drifting, unclear In a sea of dead links, I turn to you. Whenever I do all I can and it’s still not enough, Whenever the tears that I shed aren’t worth a short laugh, Through the wind and the rain I dream of you. You know, all tears flow to the sea. Come here my love and we’ll kill entropy For a while.
7.
Summer Elegy 03:31
Summer elegy When you were a child, you were told life is everywhere. Then you realized that it’s far from anywhere. We raced through the city lights trying to make sense of the burning night. You leapt with your words; you wore them like scars, Fresh from the battleground. It seems so long ago, and it seems like yesterday. One was dazed and quiet, stuck in the far-away. One laughed in the face of the moment, defiance was all he had. With fearless abandon, in selfless destruction, In love with almost everyone. I didn’t know what it meant to be brutally honest, I wish I could tell you I know now. I didn’t understand why all those summers meant suffering, Blissfully sad I was fading But I had a friend who could pinpoint the seasons, His words were like jewels, like bittersweet hope. His heart was connected to all the good fortunes, To all that surrounded us, to all that encroached. I have a friend who can pinpoint the seasons, He was always away, now he’s always around. He said what he meant and he meant what he said When he sang of the fear and he sang of the love. His poems won’t die the slow death of cripples, They’ll keep sliding through summers Like lost children who don’t want to be found.
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Strange Places You dream of this faraway place Where all those faraway things happen. Is it in the past or is it somewhere new? Is it the world or is it just you, When you wake up in a strange place? And I’m as far away as the faces I used to haunt each night on the subway trains. They didn’t care, their songs were never shared, Displaced, all memories erased, They wake up in a strange place. As we grow older our deja vus diminish. We melt into the bog of humanity. Slobbering over the stale cake we call “free will”. Forget the wonder, forget the childlike thrill Of waking up in a strange place.
9.
Sunflower Street Walk the city streets, stare down the people you meet So they’ll stop sneaking around in your dreams. Pour some cobalt sky into these empty eyes, Make them realize their life’s a million lies. There’s a place they call Sunflower Street, There’s a time when you grow wings on your feet. There’s a shadow always waiting in Sunflower Street, To dry your sweat, to dry your eyes in Sunflower Street. In a forest deep things are being built, Machines with sounds like teeth of steel. Clanging in our hearts, blood-taste in our mouths, Run, before we’re caught and drained away. Meet me here tonight, in Sunflower Street, Counting time by the thick summer heat. There’s a shadow always waiting in Sunflower Street, To dry your sweat, to dry your eyes in Sunflower Street. You got a job to do, and so does everybody else. If you get any new ideas, make my option first. There’s a place they call Sunflower Street, There’s a time when you grow wings on your feet. There’s a shadow always waiting in Sunflower Street, To dry your sweat, to dry your eyes in Sunflower Street.
10.
The Undead 02:39
The undead I pick my steps through the half dead and the undead, Unlock the tens of locks on my apartment door. You come to mind. You are the me I desperately wanted to be - what I ignore, what I ignore you choose to see. Their pleas and cries don’t go unheard. You choose to walk the streets, you don’t avert your eyes. And the undead all live in them, all live in them. And the undead, all the undead they all live in them. I wonder if you’ll find me, Before the grains of sand run through my hourglass. My own slow death is less obvious, My cries are burlesqued in joyless laughter.

about

“Sanctuary” is the debut album by Terrapin, a relatively new trio from Athens, Greece, consisting of seasoned musicians who have left their mark on the local scene (two of the three are founding members of acclaimed psych-prog rockers No Man’s Land). But this is much more than just a side project. Centered around the songwriting of guitarist/vocalist Vassilis Bas Athanassiadis, Terrapin explore the fields of folk rock, acid folk, psychedelia and beyond, in a mostly guitar-driven, acoustic setting, with frequent bursts of electricity.

The songs of “Sanctuary” were recorded from 2013 to 2016 and besides the core trio of guitar/vocals, bass and drums, the album features a bunch of trusty friends: renowned mandolinist George Goumenakis, young multi-instrumentalist (and brilliant songwriter in his own right) Robert Sin on keyboards, all-round cellist Stavros Parginos, Paul Karapiperis of Small Blues Trap fame on harmonica, and last but not least, the mighty Bill Hunchback on sitar.

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released April 1, 2017

Personnel:

Vassilis Bas Athanassiadis: vocals, guitars, Korg Monotron
George Papageorgiadis: bass
George Tzivas: drums, percussion

With

George Goumenakis: mandolin on Summer Elegy
Bill Hunchback: sitar on City Ltd.
Paul Karapiperis: harmonica on Sunflower Street
Stavros Parginos: cello on Spiritual Bankruptcy & Sanctuary
Robert Sin: keyboards on Fog Rolling Out, Summer Elegy, Sunflower Street & The Undead

Arranged & produced by Terrapin.

All music & lyrics by Bas, except Spiritual Bankruptcy, City Ltd., The Undead lyrics by Sandra Dillon & The Undead music by Bas and George Papageorgiadis.

Recorded, mixed & mastered at Matrix Studios, Athens, Greece by Dimitris Misirlis.
Production by: G.O.D. RECORDS 2017
Artwork & layout: George Tzivas.

Summer Elegy is for Yannis Tsaoussis (1963 – 2011). Gone, but not forgotten.

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