The Cold In The Walls

by Curators

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Curators – The Cold In The Walls

All songs written and arranged by Curators

Jon - guitar, vocals, earnestly creased brow
Gary - guitar, vocals, artwork, whistling
Robert - bass, vocals, synthesiser, head jerks
Mark - drums, foul language

Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Guy Perchard at Zwetsloot Turbine Studios, Perthshire and Perchard Towers, Edinburgh, Autumn/Winter 2012.

Additional musicians:

Katie Small – violin on ‘Bones and Scars’
The ‘North Star Choir’ (Rebecca Perchard, Fiona Reid, Chelsea Elvin, Kirsten Adamson, Juliette Deojee) – ‘North Star'
and Guy Perchard for trying to add bells and Christmas tones - (all tracks)

Artwork and layout by Curators and Simon Lloyd.

Additional photography by Andrew Scott.

Thanks to the following people / bands / entities:

Our families and friends for their constant support and inspiration; Marc and the Zwetsloot family; EGP; The Scott Brothers for their photography ‘Cramond Style’ ; Taking Chase, Shields Up and all of Antimanifesto boys; Jay and Matt at Castle Jayskull; Fiorenza for her excellent tilted-head modelling; Katie for her non-Yoko strings addition; Peter Harold Hopes keeping our oceans safe; The Undead Kennedys; Dundee United and St. Johnstone for playing our music (much to Jon and Mark's pleasure); all the people we've shared a stage with; anyone we've forgotten and anyone else who's ever bought a CD, a download, expressed their enthusiasm, or come to see a DIY show on a rainy Scottish night. x

This recording is dedicated with love to the memory of the fantastic Euan Wright.



released May 6, 2013



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Track Name: Loose Lips Sink Ships
loose lips sink ships
far beneath the waves
of goodbyes and good times
that sing us to our graves
oh no, I'll trace the headland on my headstone

the lighthouse wil spark out
flames to warn the shore
and lookouts will shout loud
and load their guns once more
oh no, I'll trace the headland on my headstone

our lies will keel over
we'll talk when we're sober enough to swim
I have the fate of the ship
balanced on my lips
and my tongue and sword
Track Name: North Star
women and children first they say
as if it matters much when all of us will sleep beneath the waves
a flash of flare above us
desperate as the cries heard out of sight
and we won't save our souls tonight

as corpses turn their eyes to god
the silence will be ours

I will try my best to be
an old wives' tale or a martyr to the sea
but the north star shines its light on me

women and children first they say
as if it matters much when all of us will sleep beneath the waves
there's only dark above us
mirroring the grave depth of our plight
and we won't save our souls tonight