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TRIALS of TRAILS

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Three angles make up a triangle of candles. With a seance of sacred smoke in the middle. They invoke the spirits with potions and riddles and ignite the night with mysteries kindle. The summers stretch out and encompass the years while compasses spin summits seem crystal clear. The higher the ladder the finer the peak. Until trails and adders gather around our feet. Trails and adders gather around our feet. Triangles run circles chasing paper squares. With a harpoon they fix the moon in the cross hairs. Sometimes the higher the climb the steeper the stairs until trails and adders pile up in layers. Trails and adders
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The air was crisp with crystals Hair book marked the page of this young age. Trust came with the dusk And the trees sang with us. But summoned by the calling road We climb to pandemonium. The house was dark and ominous But optimism walked us in. Hold on to the hope that the ladder leads you home. Crazed sharp faces Human shrapnel fire from room to room As we float in our balloon. A full moon orchestrates the notes Sung in this air As we peel another layer and move deeper in Alarm bells ring And in your hand you held a blade And my youth began to fade. This house that we once called a home We've out grown. So untie this fisher mans knot. We swap the darkness for the night And welcome the unknown. Our shoes were full of toes and tears As we swam through the cyclone. We leave our prayers with the wind For the one that we abandon And climb the shaky steps to sanity to reach our asylum.
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365 Knuckles 05:33
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I'm blown to pieces by this piece it makes me want to find my feet to spill my heart out through my teeth and hear myself in every beat it stings and barks and breaks my sleep yet sings like Tibetan bells so sweet and deep it sinks and builds a nest where seeds are sown into my chest to sweat the passion out through my skin and paint the ceiling with the vapour to crack this claustrophobic skull and explode this point in all directions the blue of the green is brown in the sun and no hand feeds the worm in the skull it speaks like water, life and lips, love, sex, chains and wipes, human thoughts, trees and truth, visions, habits, soil and root. holy supernatural extra brilliant kindness of the soul

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Recorded and mixed in Windmill Lane Studios by Francesca de Buyl Pisco, David O Sullivan, John Brophy, Gheorge Conroy and Callan Eldon.

Mastering by Fergal Davis

Thanks to Jon Pearson for letting us use his crap van, Fran, Dave, John and Callan for their patience and time, Rory past 7 for all help gives us with graphics every time we release an EP or album, the M7 and M8, Michael Carr and Blue Monkey, Zombie.ie for footage and photos, our friends and families, all the bands we've played with and anyone who helped us out in any way they could.

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released September 16, 2012

Ted Murphy: drums
Emmet O Riabhaigh: guitar/vocals
Shane O Leary: guitar/vocals

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lamp Cork, Ireland

Lamp are a curious sort. Angular guitars, irregular timings, progressive rock sensibilities and monster riffs. Finding a neat definition or genre with which to categorise the band is a challenging prospect.

The band create as sonically dense an output as possible through the use of low tunings and sub-octave guitar pedals. The resultant effect has come to be LAMP’s almost signature sound.
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