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All We Know

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Over the last decade the project of Montreal’s dislocated Brit Tim Crabtree has consistently pleased critics on both sides of the Atlantic and the new EP brings a deeper sense of maturity in its content and execution.

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released May 19, 2017

Tim Crabtree – voice, guitar, baritone saxophone (4,5), clarinet (4), piano (1), percussion (1,3,4)bass guitar (3,4,5), string arrangement (1,6), woodwind arrangement (4), horn arrangement (5)

Pietro Amato – French horn, horn arrangement (5)
Marshall Bureau – drums (1-5), vibraphone (1)
Sebastian Chow – violin, violin arrangement (1,2)
Michael Feuerstack – electric guitar (3), pedal steel guitar (6)
JJ Ipsen – bass guitar (1,2,3), horn arrangement (4)
Andy Magoffin – alto horn, horn arrangement (4)
Pemi Paull – viola (1,6)

All words and music by Tim Crabtree
except track 6 words and music by Tamara Lindeman

Recorded/engineered by :
Andy Magoffin at House of Miracles, Cambridge, ON (1-6)
Edo Van Breemen at Gold Hippie Studios, Vancouver, BC (1,2)
Tim Crabtree & Steven Newton at Skybarn, Montreal, QC (1-6)
and Heritage Bingo, Montreal QC (1-4)

Mixed by Sandro Perri

Mastered by Andy Magoffin at the House of Miracles

Artwork by Teo Zamudio and Anjela Freyja

Thank yous…

Mama Crab & Papa Crab, Joseph & Anna for everything
Everyone who played on, worked on and provided input and inspiration for these songs

Tamara Lindeman for writing such a beautiful song and letting me sing it
Kyle Cunjak, Gregory Burton, Tanae D, David Moore, Richard Reed Parry

All the friends and listeners that keep making this a reality
Love to all of you

We acknowledge the financial support of FACTOR and Canada’s private radio broadcasters

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Paper Beat Scissors Montreal, Québec

Musical monstrosity deposited in Montreal, Quebec after the first years in Burnley, England.

Tim Crabtree’s haunting voice burns at the centre of the Paper Beat Scissors sound with an honesty and rawness that skirts discomfort.
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Track Name: All We Know
All we know is wrong
Got ahead without words
At the flag from the start
It’s not as much as you’d like
But it’s more than enough, thank you very much


My conceit has been razed
And my folly has crumbled
You can leave when you like
The halls and the doors haven’t changed

Fine, only fine in the measliest sense
Pride in these misleading notions

All we know is wrong
Track Name: All It Was
Seamless down to the core
It was the only way to look for a cause
Seen sideways, you know it was
The making up of a storied paradise

That was all it was

Send a call out for a place in the soil
Eyes glaze over
Sliding the stone back on where your ghost should be
“Tire me while you can, son”

That was all it was
It was all it was
Is that all it was?
It was all it was

As high as tired and caught in a fine mess
Caught between your rules
Cling to virtue
But you cannot believe that you’re all that
If you’re caught, too

We’re here finely, oh, but where we move next?
To find you?
Calling it on and on and on…

Is that all it was?
Is that all it was?
Is that all it was?
It was all it was
Track Name: Better
And as their call went quiet into their sighs: to mess it up, is much better
And though your dominance would see it as trite, just wash it off, and get better

And did the Midas reach right into inside? ‘Ineffable’ would sound better
And from the calling ‘round to the way you got down, for all it is, it was better

And as the wall was rising, blank as their insides, you pulled it off, you made better
Saw the words appeared to form their own style are ours obliged to be better?

All that calcifies to hold him in place, and all of us could hold better
And you call it on so regular tired, and all of us, we need better
The thought is all too easy where it is now, to make it up, to write better

‘Cos we’re our poor relations too many times, we really ought to know better
Of all the golden sheets we make it between for all of us we know better
And each and every night, get sewn in the seams…

And wash it off, can’t wash it off, can’t wash it off…
Track Name: Didn't Know
We didn’t learn an awful lot
Sweeping up the dust whn the ghost is given up
Would we even listen, now?
Pulling all your punches, you say nothing anyhow

Tried hard, but didn’t know
Tried hard, but didn’t know anything

Frozen at some point long gone
Shattered by the thought that the worst of it’s to come
Obsessing over all that you lack
You can take it forward, but I won’t take it back

Fought hard but couldn’t go
Fought hard but couldn’t get anywhere

Brightly as the hope you hold
Leaches through the cracks, through the breaches, through the holes
We sorely need to move along
Trying to remember we’ve not long until we’re gone

Fought hard but couldn’t go
Fought hard but couldn’t go anywhere

Tried hard but didn’t know
Tried hard but didn’t know anything
I would listen now
Track Name: Gone And Forgotten
Stand out in the open when affect is low
Sit by your shadow, release it and know
We’ll make our own way, it suffers to show
Slip out the old way, was older, been older

Big on the ground
Pales in the sky
Bid last and won
We wait for the dawn to go away

Gone and forgotten, we still cling away
Thin skin dividing the bed from the clay
I don’t mean it all, don’t mind what I say
Gone and forgotten
Track Name: What Am I Going To Do With Everything I Know (The Weather Station)
No matter how much, there’s always more of it
And a tender touch cleared all of it
I said nothing, you said nothing, we did nothing at all
Like a maple key graceful in mid-fall

But what am I gonna do with everything I know?

You set it out in letters, the words at my fingers
But now I can’t remember what I touched

You throw out the water for the want of a cup
As though it didn’t matter if it could be drunk

But what am I gonna do with everything I know?
What are you gonna do with everything you know?
I was staring at you, felt like staring out the window
It all becomes true if we say so