Fiend de Siècle

by Eric Radoux

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    Immediate download of 3-track album in just about any format you'd want. The download also includes album art and a 5.1 surround mix of "Walk the Cat." I don't know how to play it, but maybe you do.
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1.
Walk the Cat 05:50
Every hour repeats itself when you don't live alone Darling you're holding up the court with your coils around my throne I need a moment to collect my thoughts Before you throw me into your car and we drive off I go out early every morning I'm not out running though that's my story I need a moment to collect my thoughts Before you throw me to the dogs Simple measures of weight That add up day by day Give the impression that it's ok To terrorize for showing signs of sentient life Every moment you steal Is the source of a lie I conceal If that knocks you back on your heels Well that's another day I'm gonna get back I hear your phone calls every day saying I don't make time for you I'm not so busy that I can't find time for another excuse I'm giving the dog half a bath I'm taking a walk with the cat I'm building a shed for the neighbors Who moved away last year To another state In another life No you've never of it No it's not a lie
2.
Thanksgiving 06:36
I wake up on Thanksgiving day Turn on the Macy's Parade I've been sleeping on a couch For about four or five hours They're saying it'll snow I wonder how they know the weather When I can't tell the difference Between night and day I watch the fire embers turn to coals The sparks drift away like wild floats I watch her at the stove She doesn't make a move The flames below her fingertips They wrap her up before they slip A phone call yesterday Her job is on the fritz She can lose a dollar-fifty Or she can call it quits One choice insures her for the future One slips a dagger in her past I can break down the middle I can try to hold you up But on Thanksgiving morning Maybe silence is a crutch She's putting all her paints away The canvas leaves the wall She can't wait till Saturday When she can let her guard fall But right now she has company Family's on the way I face down the TV set Santa hasn't made it yet The yard out the window's turning white Day seems to darken into night Dreams get hold of our lives Pretty tethered lies we lead Floating overhead Storms dissolve the rope Beauty blows away End of the parade We sit out on the porch Breathing in the salt and the weather There's people moving forward Before the snow's has time to melt I watch the marchers down below us She's got her eyes aimed at the sky I can break down the middle I can try to hold you up But on Thanksgiving morning Maybe silence is the crutch
3.
B-day Blues 00:44
Gonna have a happy birthday Won't do no harm this year Gonna have a happy birthday Won't do no harm this year But if I get too much older I'll just up and die right here

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This mini-EP (smaller than an EP, larger than a single) collects a pair of songs recorded in the first snows of this past winter and a song birthed by request on my own birthday back in 2008, when I wasn't as old as I am now or will be in the future.

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released June 17, 2011

songs and design by Eric Radoux
produced, engineered and mastered by Laura Sisk (1), Colin Shay (2), Eric Radoux (3)

photo by Melissa Roth

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Eric Radoux Los Angeles, California

Multi-instrumentalist, composer, and producer inspired by the patient, pulsing energies of the surrounding world.

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