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“Absolutely stunning... wonderful... startling and beautiful” – ‘Whispering’ Bob Harris, BBC Radio 2

“This isn’t merely indie folk music: Paper Beat Scissors is a genuine work of effortless art.” – Pop Matters

“Crabtree’s more than one to watch, he’s one to listen to, now.” – Americana UK

“…potent enough for an otherworld experience.” – CBC

SLEEVE NOTES

to Halifax for convincing me to stay

to Nathan Sutherland for keeping me in the country

There are so many people without whom this album would not have been possible. So many who inspired, so many who worked on it, so many who just kept me going before, during and after. I want to give them their due, but there is far too little space here, so I've set up a page of the website to say a proper thank you. I am a lucky pup - thank you all.

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released March 6, 2012

Tim Crabtree – vocals, guitars, keyboards, percussion, sampling, electronic production, arrangements
Mike Feuerstack – electric guitar, lap steel, vocals, soundscaping (1,2,3,4,6,7,8)
Kyle Cunjak – electric bass, double bass (2,4,6,7,8,10)
Mike Belyea – drums, percussion, wheelbarrow (2,4,6,7,8,10)
Sebastian Chow – violin, string arrangements (7,8,10)
Gregory Burton – euphonium, trumpet, brass arrangements (2,4)
Pietro Amato – french horn, horn arrangements (1,6)
Rose Cousins – vocals (10)
Tanya Davis – vocals (8)
Andrew Sisk – vocals (1)
Mona Varichon – french horn (4)
Felix Del Tredici – trombone (4)
Jessie Tesolin – cello (8)

Produced by Mike Feuerstack and Tim Crabtree

Recorded and engineered summer 2011 by Diego Medina at the Confidence Lodge, Riverport, Nova Scotia and by Mike Feuerstack and Tim Crabtree at Salad Feelings Studios, Montreal, Quebec.

Artwork by Sydney Smith.
Mixed by Jeremy Gara
Mastered by Harris Newman at Grey Market Studios, Montreal, Quebec

Music and lyrics by Tim Crabtree

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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: Ends in Themselves
ENDS IN THEMSELVES

Is this something to grasp or let go?
A saviour in stasis, a threat to control?

Lead your watch you can put on your wings tonight
Lead on, perhaps you can grow your wings

Don’t assume ‘cos you didn’t ask I didn’t know
You should know I’ve been watching for weaknesses to hold

Lead your watch you can put on your wings tonight
Lead all, perhaps you can grow your wings tonight
Lead your watch you can grow your wings tonight
Lead all of us you can get up for a fight

I won’t pretend ‘cos you didn’t ask I didn’t know
Your sharp tongue made hard work of the soft words you spoke

Leave all of us you can put on your wings tonight
Leave all perhaps you can grow your wings tonight
Leave all the souls that you came back for last time
Leave all of us you can shed your wings tonight
Track Name: Season's Rest
SEASON'S REST

All out for season’s rest, tired limbs, back, sinking chest
The promise: You won’t fight a harder season

Bleed slower than you’d think, it dries before we meet
You’ll wait for me, this time, this time you’ll wait, this...

The last light hugs the trees and brings a sense of ease.
The brakes won’t work for any reason you’d say

Lean on some fireless eyes, they’ll slake the need
you’ve reached the point where you would call another number.

But no, don’t

The thorn slips in your side,
but no-one entertained the least thought you would pull it out so quickly
Keep on for all you’re worth, too weak, too cold to work
The sinking light brings all the flies around me

Called out for you,
some tearless face
All light, no space.
Don’t move, you fool

Kindness takes the sting from falling where you shouldn’t
Glory reaches ages where the others wouldn’t

So pile them up, pry them out where the orders lead them
The slack yanked tight trips out the lights, now we’re all equal
Track Name: Folds
Climb up this fleshy frame
Hands and feet are fixed, stretching up above me
This man-made, shoulder-wide ladder's broken sides

The wind rose, I lost my step
Cushioning my back, the sands that came to greet me
The fallen: ranked and filed away with all the wherewithal

And when you touch the sun
Remember what it's for
The heat pulling sweat from your pores

You'll see it in their eyes and shoulders
Cushioning your lives, enfold us
Cos even if you pushed it forwards we've got it wrong

Still winds, a shineless night
Weightless in the folds of winds and silent feathers
But still we'll push overland
As breathless as the day we came

And when you touch the sun
Remember what it's for
The heat pulling sweat from your pores

You'll see it in their eyes and shoulders
Cushioning your lives, enfold us
Cos even if you pushed it forwards we've got it wrong
Track Name: Rest Your Bones
REST YOUR BONES

Caught out at last to the shame of everyone
Mindless pursuits brought to fall

Now say what you will, you were not so innocent
You reeled me in I’ll rail you out as well

Thin wire falls, somehow cuts through all of this
The joy and the trauma will pass

In chimes a voice, brings you back inside yourself
Speaks truth til you’re blue, repeats it:

“It’s been too long...”

Brought up in safety beside cacophony
Picking the sense from the background noise
Sadness or fear brings you underground again and surely you won’t find it there

Rest your bones in this hole
We’ll come back for you, we promise we will not leave you here

Rest your bones
Track Name: Forgotten
FORGOTTEN

Cold hands cover my aching ears, I’ve not forgotten, you’ve not forgotten

Make a sharp breathe-in space
Slight and sly, sealed away
Cut-out words, smoothed and razed
Take a broad look around

Cold hands cover my aching ears, I’ve not forgotten, you’ve not forgotten
Words, bombs and anything I won’t hear, I’ve not forgotten, you’ve not forgotten
Clay souls trapped behind walls and doors, I’ve not forgotten, you’ve not forgotten

Stifle your respite, no way to recognize an opening for a fight
You’re missing your chance to fly

He steps to find a new design that pulls you round to see his side
But you can fight, you will fight, you fight on,

‘cos you can last

Cold hands fall on my aching ears, I’ve not forgotten, you’ve not forgotten
Words, bombs and anything I won’t hear, I’ve not forgotten, you’ve not forgotten

Books, tapes, hopes of some better days when I’ve not forgotten, you’re not forgotten, I’m not forgotten, you’ve not forgotten...
Track Name: Once
ONCE

The soft exhaust seeps, chill makes you creep, the tide will decide for all Steps ring sweet: concrete, feet. A purpose that follows the falls

Fight that need to go by feel, the voices that count will call:
“You’re back on the right side, now”

You’d burn through the middle, but you stick to the sides
And crawl up the right shore of the arm

But drained of all experience, you’re crashing lines again

Once you didn’t know

When faith is lost, all sense of humour gone
But the worst of it, you won’t fight it alone.
As alone as you’d like

When drained of all experience, you’re crashing norms again
You speak so much of cowardice, stay silent just the same

Once you didn’t know
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
Track Name: Keening
KEENING

Keening like some awful voice, wordless and without a choice
Whipping around buildings, disturbing the pigeons where they sleep

Barely in this chair at all, nod and smile and wait to go

Water your thoughts down, pass them around, watch them tumble around

Your words are moving in and out
Your images moving in and out

Leave your shoes on the stairs, crack the window
New socks are kissing floorboards, breeze-blown hair tickles ears

Find it when you’re letting go - everything you didn’t know
Water your thoughts down, pass them around, watch them tumble around

Your words are moving in and out Your image is moving in and out
Track Name: Tendrils
TENDRILS

Old rages blocking all the halls, hide inside walls, decided to go
Calm silence, don’t pick apart its source: make it up, or just put it aside

Dawn find us sleeping upside down, find your sense or hold it, you watch it unfold
Phrase tendrils, creeping for a hold: The steely-grey glow of your eyes

But by night I’m silenced and still – can you make yourself feel unkind? You cry out war when you see that we all have come freely alone

Know brightness, but misinterpret words, deflect us from the sight of you drenched and afraid
Fight in the sourness that pools around the brain
It’s an offering, an offering, an offering again

Sealed inside each verse, up above my words, you’ve a sense, I’m sure, that’s as true as any
For the times I’ve tried, but didn’t make the connection, and I’m left to feel if I was you, I’d lie

If I was you I’d lie

Old judgment, picking apart your eyes, fooled by the scope, pulled as rope.
Old judgment picks apart your eyes. We barely are truthful to us
Track Name: Watch Me Go
WATCH ME GO

So sick of pages that lead and mislead him
he gave up on words altogether today
Plastic for fire burns heavy, toxic.
A throat-sticking sweetness that counters the flames

Spread the salt out, don’t leave the dogs out.
Snow come down, rainfall turn to ice
Spread the salt out, leach all the dank out

Called out for order, for silence, for solace.
Responses are mute, it all turned on its head
Over-mechanical, violent and soulless.
At least you got something: away from the threat

Reach out to pull in, it’s taken as lashing out.
With no words to couch it it won’t slip aside

So pull it up, pull it up, away from unworthy hands
Loosening, loosening, enough to slip your fingers in
Thickening, thickening.
It grows to fill up the empty space
Would you all, could you all be just about as sound as you are?

Will you watch me go?
Keeping hands to the sides, elbows in, fingers tight
When you’re just no good.
If you leave you’ve no say.
Gave it up, you’ve no right

It’s the speech I know.
It’s the seeping inside leeching out through the sides
Will you go fly off, midst the roots, midst the soil, midst the mud,
will you watch me go?

Will you watch me go?
Track Name: Let Me In
LET ME IN

Paid up for me, stayed up for me
Find me places, set my table

On the run, she’s out about the place, she’s
on the run,
She’s out

Laid on for your storied faith that
sounds like hope made bids on slow ropes.
Drinking wine you’d set upon the table.

Stayed up, washed out, let me in

Wear yourself out, bear your words out
Let it pass your pith, strength drained out

Raise, shine on
Leave greater hands to bear it.
Hey love, say, say, let me in

Say love, hey now, let me in

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