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Tracklisting:

1. Play Dead
2. Peninsula
3. Northern Lights
4. Set The Secrets Free
5. Small Town, Big Hearts
6. Memorial Day Parade
7. The Dirty Treasure of Truth
8. This Is The Sound
9. Night Driving
10. We Could Be Planets
11. Lemonade and Dreams

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Ian's album title is certainly a bold declaration, and one listen to the delicate swoon of the lullaby-like track that bears its name will convince listeners that its also an invitation. Ian's latest studio album is full of warmth, waltz, and his patented soaring chorus.

Ian has fashioned an album of 11 distinct sounding songs that somehow seem like they were always destined to exist on the same slab of plastic together. From the hyper-nostalgic pop hooks of "Memorial Day Parade" to the quiet hush of "Small Town, Big Hearts," "This Is The Sound" indeed sounds like little else out there.

It's full of Ian's signature piano sounds, not to mention lush organs, quirky synths, chiming guitars, and glockenspiel.

It also marks Ian's first time producing. Alongside John Mosloskie of Holler, Wild Rose! Fame (who not only co-produces but plays, sings and presumably dances on the record), Ian was determined to create something organic, cinematic and, well, catchy. That was the vision behind "This Is The Sound" when it was being written by Ian and his songwriting partner, Chris Newkirk.


Produced by
Ian McGlynn and John Mosloskie

Engineered by
John Mosloskie

Mixed and Mastered by

Dave Macarone

Original painting by
Allison Moore

Art direction/design by
Sarah Fuchsia

All songs published by IEM Music (BMI) / Designer Music (SESAC) / 442 Music (SESAC). All rights for the world on behalf of 442 Music administered by Designer Music.

© 2008 Ian McGlynn & Chris Newkirk. All Rights Reserved.
(P) 2008 Bailey Park Records, LLC. All Rights Reserved.


Lyrics:

Play Dead
I never was alive
I never even tried

So used to playing dead
I’d just empty out my head
Forget that you were here
I just want to make things clear

I never even cared
I was just always unaware

So used to playing dead
I’d just empty out my head
Forget that you were here
I just want to make things clear

(instrumental break)

I never even died
I just have a spotless mind

So used to playing dead
I’d just empty out my head
Forget that you were here
I just want to make things clear

I never was alive
I never even tried


Peninsula
Don’t hang your head like sundown
On the edge of your world
Don’t drift away from me
Don’t sink into the sea, girl

Don’t wait to be discovered
You’re not so far away
There will always be another
Another wave, another day

You’re not an island
As long as I am
Holding onto your hand
Holding you

We’ll navigate by the stars
A map to get away
Florida, it’s not so far
Maybe someday

You’re not an island
As long as I am
Holding onto your hand
Holding you

(instrumental break)

Don’t drift away from me
Don’t sink into the sea


Northern Lights
He kind of lies
Sort of sighs
Says he sees the northern lights shine in your eyes
You fall for it every time
You fall for him every night

And everything that might
Tell yourself it’s airtight
And everything that might
Tell yourself tonight

I could believe in you
If you don’t believe
I could believe in you
If you don’t believe in me


Set The Secrets Free
I belong
Beginning and end
I can’t die for myself
But I can lose myself again
So take my life
Now and then
To the sea
To the sea

Drown and dissolve and live inside of me
I can set the secrets free


Small Town, Big Hearts
Suddenly it’s Sunday night and every house is shhhh!
Tomorrow morning will explode with kisses before work
She had a scare, she had a dream, she woke up next to me

The dreaming inside her
This is love
The shrieking at spiders
This is love

We pull the covers to our chins, I listen to her pray
Her A-men, it drifts and falls, it sounds just like the rain
She falls asleep, I fall in love, I don’t set the alarm

The dreaming inside her
This is love
The shrieking at spiders
This is love

(instrumental break)

The sun is reaching through the blinds, it tricks me out of sleep
I roll over to kiss her cheek, the pillow waits for me
I rub my eyes, she does her hair, our lives begin again...again...again


Memorial Day Parade
A stab of light
Bright and blind
When the memory attacks
A glimpse into
Someone’s future
Won’t stop a blast from the past

No last words
No long goodbye
You just slipped into eternity
I never knew
Who’ll ever know?
All that messy mystery

We all go on and we all go on...

And it’s true
I’m just like you
Destined to disappear too soon
Yes it’s true
I’m just like you
Destined to disappear

We all go on and we all go on...

Oh my God, where are you?
And where did he and she go to?
Oh my God, tell me true
Where did he and she go to?

We all go on and we all go on...
And we’re all so small

(instrumental outro)


The Dirty Treasure Of Truth
I found courage and fear in a pint of beer
In a pint of beer found courage and fear
She killed plans and cut deals with a bottle of pills
With a bottle of pills killed plans and cut deals

Hope comes and goes...but nobody knows

She won friends and lost bets with a pack of cigarettes
With a pack of cigarettes won friends and lost bets
He broke hearts and split lips with a flurry of fists
With a flurry of fists broke hearts and split lips

Hope comes and goes...but nobody knows

The dirty treasure of truth
All our perverted proof
You’ll never see...Lost at sea
Our drowning secrets
Until they’re dragged to shore

We’ve turned ourselves into wrecks for love and for sex
For love and for sex we’ve all turned ourselves into wrecks

Hope comes and goes...but nobody knows

The dirty treasure of truth
All our perverted proof
You’ll never see...Lost at sea
Our drowning secrets
Until they’re dragged to shore

(instrumental break)

You’ll never see...Lost at sea
Our drowning secrets
Until they’re dragged to shore


This Is The Sound
Postcards and mysteries
Midnight and tangerines

This is the sound of me thinking out loud

Old hymns and comedies
My girl waiting for me

This is the sound of me thinking out loud

I’m wondering
Wondering...

(instrumental break)


Night Driving
It’s late
And we have a date
To fall asleep
Side by side

Night driving home to you
Night driving home

It’s you
The thought that gets me through
To be there
At your side

Night driving home to you
Night driving home
Night driving home to you
Night driving home

(instrumental break)

Night driving home to you
Night driving home
Night driving home to you
Night driving home

It’s late
And we have a date
To fall asleep
Side by side


We Could Be Planets
I’ve had my doubts
I’ve flickered out
You look so dark
Don’t hide your heart

We could be planets
Stars with purpose
Tonight

They’ll wonder how
Light years from now

We could be planets
Stars with purpose
Shine
Shine
Shine


Lemonade And Dreams
Everyone is selling
Lemonade and dreams
For kiss-me coins
And self-esteem
On a day just like tomorrow
A perfect day for sorrow
For lemonade or tea
Something hot or something cold
Someone young or someone old

Everyone is drinking lemonade
And some are buying dreams
They’re all talking in circles
It’s not as easy as it seems
Diving into deep conversation
I ended up all wet
Someone shallow offered me a towel
And said something I forget


Words and Music by Ian McGlynn and Chris Newkirk
© 2008 IEM Music (BMI) / Designer Music (SESAC) / 442 Music (SESAC).
All rights for the world on behalf of 442 Music administered by Designer Music.


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