The Gilded Sound

by Jack Adaptor

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1.
Saturday Bride We live by the lake wrapped up in cellophane A delicate fake or romantic ideal Look at the town shining across the lake We battle for love just to see how it feels I threw a stone on my own heart I threw a stone onto my own heart We live on the lake, remnants of memory It’s not easy to break such a heartless divide And those in the town love us as enemies Keeping us close as a Saturday bride I threw a stone on my own heart I threw a stone onto my own heart I threw a stone on my own heart I threw a stone onto my own heart
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Heartbrother and the Dream of the Century We get along, make no mistake Every word’s a wave, a good idea about to break I had a dream, the dream of the century Heart brother come, come and rescue me I felt the wind on my psychedelic skin No one can tell where the tattooed marks begin The sun is like a staring eye Just strong enough to see the love of the evil passing by In the dream-world of the picaresque Slump a thousand Blakes across the desk My mind is playing dirty tricks on me It won’t let me live, won’t set me free I felt the wind on my psychedelic skin No one can tell where the tattooed marks begin The sun is like a staring eye Just strong enough to see the love of the evil passing by Just strong enough to see the love of the evil passing by
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Domestic Love Now charity’s good if religion is OK But if I could replace the son I would do it today Now everything’s good, everything’s fine Outsiders band together Old men in a line who forgot about time I know I can trust the man in the street What sort of domestic love do I need to compete? Now everything’s good, everything’s fine Outsiders band together Old men in a line who forgot about time Courage was a value Like it is today I don’t want to hurt you, you got in the way Hiding under the covers exploding space and time Look what’s coming over We’re still in the line We’re still in a line We’re still in a line
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Goodnight, Satellite Here is the armchair I ride to war Here’s my loudhailer hear me roar Supporting the contestants from afar More of a satellite than a star Crushing opposition in my tiny fist Enemy names slipping on the list I wished myself goodnight I went to sleep I didn’t dream I wished myself goodnight I closed my eyes and watched the screen Remote control fixed in hand Opinions held up now to beat the band Crushing opposition in my tiny fist Enemy names slipping on the list I wished myself goodnight I went to sleep I didn’t dream I wished myself goodnight I closed my eyes and watched the screen And State TV will play the blues Not at star or a satellite Not at star not even a satellite I wished myself goodnight I went to sleep I didn’t dream I wished myself goodnight I closed my eyes and watched the screen
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Parlour Girls I live and breathe I hear strange birds any excuse will do It’s better to exaggerate than find something to do Strong drink helps and parlour girls with nowhere else to go And if you ask me how I am I’m a little more yes than no I’m a little bit hot I’m a little bit cold I’m a little bit lost I’m a little bit old I’m a little bit touched I’m a little bit go I’m a little more yes than no There might be some days Everything is hate, that’s true for every one There are other days Make yourself a saint and carry on I’m a little bit hot I’m a little bit cold I’m a little bit lost I’m a little bit old I’m a little bit touched I’m a little bit go I’m a little more yes than no
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Where Were You Last Night Atmosphere’s building up to a scream of heat and activity Some men are falling in the sand Temperature’s rising in a heat haze of dead electricity Some men are falling where they stand Forces clashed to make us the lazy lovers we are I know it won’t be long before we’re drinking at the bar Flamboyant witches encourage victory But I know you don’t wanna love with me Clap your hands Change your plans Children come with me to the limits of dead-end celebrity Some girls are falling where they stand We can be happy with death far away as the eye can see Some girls are falling in the sand Forces clashed to make us the lazy creatures we are I know it won’t be long before we’re singing at the bar You had me in stiches, instinctive and so free But I know you don’t wanna live with me Clap your hands Change your plans Woman and man
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Perfect Recogniser I am the perfect recogniser Something snapped inside I’m not the right one to advise her How to survive And now I’m well past recognition Samaritan and strange Volunteering for a mission Nothing can change Please, please, please be good to me Please, please, please be good to me We won’t need a breathalyser I’m all right you see I’ll just wait here for the sirens To come and rescue me Please, please, please be good to me Please, please, please be good to me And if Waiting is my shield and Delay is my sword I heard a weird kind of voice I’d never used before Please, please, please be good to me Please, please, please be good to me Please, please, please be good to me Please, please, please be good to me
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Checking Out the Men The helicopter hovers over my low morale The world starts and ends with a kiss I walked out guilty but independent I’m collapsing in a street of cars The girl in the corridor overwhelmed me Light and warm, a spring day in Rome Checking out the men as they walk by Checking out the men as they walk by Checking out the men as they walk by Checking out the men as they walk by I forgot to live but now I know What it is to cross the fields Still be a long, long way from home Tired of walking in high heels still Checking out the Men as they walk by Checking out the Men as they walk by Checking out the Men as they walk by Checking out the Men as they walk by
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Premonition Of An Arrest A man has to do things to survive Bombs dream away In darkness then the others die Tomorrow succeeds today Planets fly around me Like sparks around a flame If I’m not here I’m somewhere else Everywhere’s the same We all dream our own lives In fact no life is true Unless we live it in the way God has planned for you In my hour the wilderness comes to welcome me Looking up to heaven as a submarine sees the surface of the sea A deep and strange conviction Of rightness and revenge Celestial women wait for me To wage the war of men A man has to do things to survive Bombs dream away In darkness then the others die Tomorrow succeeds today In my hour the wilderness comes to rescue me In my hour the wilderness comes to set me free In my hour there’s nothing left, nothing left for me Looking up to heaven as a submarine sees the surface of the sea
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The Gilded Sound Why can’t I fly with the wind in the trees? Why can’t I try to be better pleased? I’m not afraid to go underground Now I can hear the Gilded Sound
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Holding Pattern When the plane goes down I’ll be playing Fastening my seatbelt and racking my brains For a way to play the J and the Z on m magnetic tray Only just got rid of the Q My little orphan I suspended in the sea Without the promise of return to adjectives and verbs It takes a lot of nerve to use up all my letters Only just got rid of the Q I have no consonants just vowels The As and Os a silent groan As the board drops into turbulence I will you to play that final killer word I will you to play Only just got rid of the Q When the plane goes down I’ll be playing Fastening my seatbelt and racking my brains When the plane goes down I’ll be playing Fastening my seatbelt and racking my brains Only just got rid of the Q

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Hot on the heels of “THE SPOILER VERSIONS” and “SPIRIT IS THE POWER” in 2018, Jack Adaptor release the third record in their modernist trilogy - “THE GILDED SOUND” - on limited edition CD and DL on September 27th 2019.

“THE GILDED SOUND” is conceived and produced by master guitarist, multi-instrumentalist and sound-innovator Christopher Cordoba, who channels Giorgio Moroder, Robert Quine, classic disco and 90’s electro into a set of direct, melodic and graceful songs full of expressive, chiming guitars, exotic found sounds, distressed keyboards and sublime arrangement textures.

Lyrics and vocals are supplied by Paul Frederick (The Family Cat), whose esoteric song-subjects are a perfect fit for Cordoba’s textured, even psychedelic, song-building. Engaging enquiringly with war-mongering Presidents, avant-garde cinema, terrorism, facial recognition technology, high-school reunions, fear of work, fear of Scrabble, the need to wait and see.

"THE GILDED SOUND” is the pop album JA have always wanted to make. In our frenzied times they have made a subtle statement about the state of our world, to dance though the dark times – but with a twist.

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released October 4, 2019

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"intelligent pop music with suss which maintains that there is still something of worth to be done with that form of expression. why is no-one else doing this?" Louder Than War
Jack Adaptor are Paul Frederick (formerly of The Family Cat) & producer Christopher Cordoba. 2018 sees the release of their finest album yet. The Spoiler Versions, a meditation on modernity and mortality.
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