Flicker

by Paper Beat Scissors

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Flicker by Paper Beat Scissors. The debut EP by the Halifax, Nova Scotia, self-described 'Electro-hobo' project. Tim Crabtree recorded these songs after relocating from Burnley in the UK.

There's a bonus video by Southern Souls and la Blogotheque videographer Mitch Fillion (www.southernsouls.ca), filmed on a rooftop by Toronto's High Park.

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released August 31, 2009

Tim Crabtree - voice, guitar, other things
Jessie Tesolin - cello (Flicker, Bad Days)
Ryan Veltmeyer - melodica (Wren, Bad Days)
Amy Lounder - violin (Flicker)
Joseph Crabtree - tom (Bad Days)

All words and music by Tim Crabtree except Track 3: Words - Tim Crabtree, Music - Jessie Tesolin, Ryan Veltmeyer, Joseph Crabtree, Tim Crabtree.

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Paper Beat Scissors Montreal, Québec

Musical monstrosity deposited in Halifax, Nova Scotia, uprooted to 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: Be Patient
Stealing nothing from something’s hands, I was blinding eyes bouncing off the sands
I was paid for

Look behind you and I’m not there. When you get to close you thin out the air
I was over my head

When you look at me as if you’ve never seen the wheels come off There’s cardboard filling spaces in the road
Turn the corner laughing as the sentiment explodes
Your gods have promised everything for you

I’m as sick of this as you are, it’s not simple scratches, not subtle scars, this is painful (they know we know)

Without meaning I burst through the clouds, I dried the soil out, I cracked the ground. Is this over?

Because you look at me as if you’ve never seen the wheels come off There’s cardboard filling spaces in the pavement, in the road
You turn the corner laughing as the sentiment explodes
Your gods are putting everything on you