Kids Fly Free

by Lach

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"Kids Fly Free came out a week after 911 and the beautiful cover of the flying boy over the city at sunset was interpreted as some to represent the cataclysm that had occurred. The album became another casualty of that horrible day. The tour supporting the album had to be cancelled and it just got buried under.
I am SO happy to see the album getting another chance to reach people now through bandcamp and the subscription service. It's my most ambitious recording project to date with a twenty person chorus made up of Antifolk stars of the day, a great band, a 16-page book lyric booklet illustrated by the amazing Daniel Johnston and even the use of a vintage Mellotron that provided me with a legend of a performer who's identity has been kept a secret until this release. Check out the notes for the last track to see what I mean ;-)
As for the boy on cover, magically illustrated by Külliki Talp, he's the kid flying free in all of us and perhaps The Boy Who Never Went Outside from the previous album Blang! Everything's connected, man!"
Love
Lach

credits

released November 28, 2012

LACH - Lead Vocals, All Guitars, Mellotron, Vibes, Mystery Sounds
ROY EDROSO - Bass
BILLY FICCA - Drums
DREW BLOOD - Hammond B3, Mellotron, Piano
LEIF ARNTZEN - Fleugelhorn, Trumpet, Valve Trombone
JULIA KENT - Cello
CHRIS TEDESCO - Violin
PALEFACE - Harmonica on "I Love America"
PAUL RATLIFF and TIM DALEY of TESTOSTERONE KILLS - Backing Vocals
RICHARD BARONE - Backing Vocals, Handclaps, Tambourine, Misc.
STEVE ROSENTHAL - Handclaps, Tambourine

Strings and brass arrangements by Richard Barone

The Chorus of Graceful Revelation: Eric Bianco-Rico, Drew Blood, David Dragov, Michal Eisig, Steve Espinola, Patsy Grace-Revell, Jude Kastle, Geoff Notkin, Paleface, Brian Piltin, Charlene Ramirez, Mike Rechner and Dina Levy of Prewar Yardsale, Joanna Revel, Jorge Revel, Tere Revel, Grey Revell, Anthony Salerno, Dan and Dave Schurtman of The Humans

Produced by Richard Barone

Recorded and mixed at The Magic Shop, NYC
Recording/mix engineer Juan Garcia
Recording/mix engineer Reto Peter
Mastering engineer Phil Klum at Master Cutting room
Color illustrations Külliki Talp
Lyric illustrations Daniel Johnston
Art direction and design Geoffrey Notkin and Lach
Lach photo Bob Strain
All Songs by Lach © 2001 Fortified Records. Manufactured by Fortified Records. Published by Blue Monk Music © 2001, except "This Land is Your Land," © 1970 Ludlow Music. Used by Permission.

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Lach Edinburgh, UK

Lach, founder of the Antifolk movement and star of BBC Radio 4's The Lach Chronicles.

‘Beat-punk-unplugged joy!’-The Guardian UK

‘Splendid! Best of it's kind!’- Mojo

‘Incredibly bright, influential, funny, poetic.’-Suzanne Vega

‘Best punk guitarist since Johnny Ramone.’-Billy Ficca of Televis
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Track Name: Holy Days
People sit terrified in the back of gypsy cabs
Angel-babies take a ride they know that it can't last
We all know something we shouldn't know
I know, oh Lord, I know

Glowing faces come and hear my testimony
I'll quote you tales of fire and myths of infamy
Come on, sweet sugar, take a hold of me
There is nothing any greater than this mystery
Oh, these are holy days

Put your heart into mine, baby, hear what I say
Life is too short for tomorrow we can only live today
But we're all little children hiding out from daddy's gaze
Forgive me great father I only want to celebrate these holy days

These are my holy days
Yeah! These are holy days
Track Name: Human Boy
Sitting with pain is the devil's game
God lives in joy
Women are drugs, bringing me down, getting me up
I'm a human boy
Last night I had Lucy in my room
She could've been a cigarette
The way she helped me to forget
Wrapped around me like a tourniquet
And I feel much better now
I'm feeling better now
I feel much better now
Cause I'm a Human Boy
Yeah I'm a human boy
I feel much better now

Searching the past makes those demons laugh
God has no need to hide
People are clocks to me, ticking the time to me
They taking me for a ride

Last night I had Betty in my bed
She could've been a rosary
Her beads of sweat covering me
Washing away my misery
And I feel much better now
I'm feeling better now
I feel much better now
Yeah I'm a human boy
Cause I'm a human boy
And I feel much better now
I'm a human boy
I'm feeling better now
Cause I'm a human boy
I feel much better now
Track Name: Smoking Again
Smoking Again

Last time I saw you, you said how great things are
You got back into yourself and started learning guitar
You're taking yoga and you turned vegan
And it's so nice to see you've started smoking again

You say all things improved when you and I split
You made a long list of what else you were going to quit
You went forth to conquer all your addictions
Oh man, it's good to see you've started smoking again

From your brave smile, smoke curls like a snake
As you tell me our time together was just a mistake
Since I've seen you've started smoking again

Am I sick to feel so jolly and so smug?
Checking you giving that Camel a tug
Yeah, tell me how happy you are with your new boyfriend
Congratulations baby, I see you're smoking again
Track Name: He Wanted To Talk About His Art
He Wanted to Talk

He's a kaleidoscopic mirror he can see into your past
His bones are not solidified; he shudders when he laughs
One's eyes are their full size from the moment of one's birth
And his will swallow you like the eclipse does the Earth

He'll apologize for drinking but still he'll bend your ear
And with the slowness of infinity he'll tell you why he's here
We all have a soulmate, a doppelganger, a twin
And he is positive that yours is trapped inside of him

He will not use art nor poetry or dance
He will not enlighten he will only enhance
And all his sentences are pillows that he fluffs
To lay his big head upon when he's finally had enough

0 great soul, genious, misunderstood city man
With heart on relief and guitar in sweaty hand
Your songs belie a madness born of cowardice and pride
And the lyric is so maudlin that the melody up and died

And yes I sit in judgement for I am a lot like him
The line between us is as thin as an orphan
Abandoned to the wiles of the Public's fickle whim
Where trials are for entertainment and true discourse is a boring sin
Track Name: The Hesitant
The Hesitant

Judging all prospective partners with microscope eyes
Labeling them as defective and damaged merchandise
Even Venus would be less than in your eyes
Aphrodite’s wet hair would be a tarnished prize

Hesitant

Keeping all your options open has closed off your heart
The only part of love you understand is its start
That shock of magic that quickens your heart
Quickly diminishes as you look at her as art

Hesitant

Put up on a pedestal eventually she’ll fall
Pushed off by your need to control it all
Your fear of love is really a fear of growing old
When death will take away the love that you try to hold

Hesitant

Put away your fear, let fly your secret dream
Take a hand in yours, take a chance, and be redeemed
Truth is never perfect for in perfection pain’s concealed
Beauty resides in the wounds that we reveal

Hesitant
Hesitant
Hesitant
Hesitant
ly

©2014 Lach
Track Name: A Day Without Me (Kids Fly Free)
A Day Without Me

I want to spend the day without me
Get right out of my head
Step into a brilliant body
Leave myself for dead

A day without me
I need a new reflection
I still see your face in mine
It’s like I’m in Heaven and in Hell at the same time

I’m gonna crack the sky like an eggshell
Pull me down an angel
Steal his wings, his harp and halo
Learn the songs only the holy know

I’ll crack the Earth like a soft skull
Pull me up a devil
Steal his wings, his horn and fire
Learn the truth behind desire

I want to spend the day without me
Get right out of my head
Step into a brand new body
Leave myself for dead

A day without me
I need a new direction
I still feel your hand in mine
It’s like I’m in Heaven and in Hell at the same time

A day without me
I want to spend
the day without me


Kids fly free
Sprung from cubbyholes
Baffling government devices
Kids fly free
over regulated lawnscapes
Giggling at parent stupid-faces

Kids fly free
Above danger signals
Defying laws of gravity
Kids fly free
Past moaning political cauldrons
And demographic studies

Kids sleep free
Together in clubhouses
Filled with pot and rock
Kids sleep free wrapped
in true flags of
rebellious liberty

Kids sleep free
In dreamy acceptance
of ridiculous immortality
Kids fly free
in the face of adult absurdity
And sleep the heroic sleep
of kind myth
and blacklight legend
Track Name: I Love America (But She Don't Love Me)
I Love America (But She Don’t Love Me)

Maybe if I was a cop
Maybe if I learned to play golf
Maybe if I wasn’t young, broke and gay
Maybe then she would talk to me and love me
I love America but she don’t love me

Maybe if I was a perfect girl
Maybe if this was perfect world
Maybe if I wasn’t old, sick and black
Maybe then she would take me back and love me
I love America but she don’t love me

It wasn’t long ago we walked on the moon
She was so beautiful singing Heaven’s tune
She said one day we’d all live in harmony
Oh, how could she just turn her back on me

Maybe if I showed her how it could be
By marching faithfully in her army
Killing each and every one of her enemies
But how could beauty have so many enemies
Whatever happened to my Miss Liberty
Oh, how could she just turn her back on me

I love America
I love America
But she don’t love me
Red, white and blue
She don’t love you
But I do
Oh baby I do
I love America
Track Name: Beautiful
Beautiful

It’s so hard being big all the other kids make fun
And the gods you called mom and dad like all gods were invisible
Yeah, it sucks all the stuff you had to hide from everyone
You were taught that your thoughts were far from beautiful

Divided from yourself you worked like thunder on control
But your pattern of lovers looks like targets on the wall
Just out of reach is some wonder pulsing with a steady glow
You want it so bad, but you’re so scared of being beautiful

And your stiff upper lip is the tip of an iceberg
A mountain of denial floats beneath the raging sea
Go back to the child for she has got the answer
Give her your love and she will set you free of beauty
And it will be beautiful

It’s so hard being big all the other kids make fun
And the gods you called Mom and dad like all gods were invisible
But your being small does no good at all, it helps no one see
How they too, like you, have beauty
And you can be beautiful
We can be beautiful
Let’s be beautiful
Beautiful
Track Name: Little Miss Mystery
Little Miss Mystery

Chin in palm, cupped and charming, sitting in a town café
Water put up, water warming, sits Little Miss Mystery
She's an artist, she's a poet, she's a singer in a band
I sure hope that I don't blow it when I ask her for her hand
When I ask her for her hand

The lights play upon her features like a breath drawn by Monet
I watch her, proud and speechless, as the waitress brings her tea
It's so simple, it's so ageless, it's called love in every land
Still I wonder will she say yes when I ask her for her hand
When I ask her for her hand

You'd think holding hands was no big deal
In a world as mad as this
But if you think I'm shaking now
Wait until I ask her for a kiss

Pray for me, my friends, I beg you, cause I'm going over there
No soldier facing foes uncounted ever felt one tenth as scared
Am I crazy? Will she hate me? Will I be forever banned?
Regardless, Miss Mystery, I have come here for your hand
I have come for your hand
Track Name: Sally's Gone Blue
Sally’s Gone Blue

Sally B’s a comic who gets her biggest laugh
Walking the streets handing out her autograph
She never says, “How are you?”
She never says “Hello”
It would interrupt her mantra of “Come to my next show.”

Her flyers say she packs the room each and every night
But most of them are other acts signed up for the open mike
She says she’s an edge comic but it feels more like edge-lite
Who today is shocked to hear the bit about fingering the dyke?

Sally’s gone blue hooked on pills and applause
Sally’s gone blue Benny Hill meets Hee-Haw

Her health plan is an audience, her hospital a stage
Laughter is her currency and she barely makes a wage
Her future is certain, quite simple to gauge
She’ll be screaming about coming but never coming of age

Sally’s gone blue hooked on pills and applause
Sally’s gone blue Benny Hill meets Hee-Haw
Sally’s gone blue like a stoned Elvis posing as Santa Claus
Track Name: You Better Be Good To Her
You Better Be Good To Her

I love the girl in love with you
There ain't nothing in this world that I can do
Except be sure that you're good to her
You better be good to her

I love her so, I just want her to be happy
That means that you, you'd better be
You better be good to her

You better be good to her
You better be good
You better be good to her

I better not hear
You made her cry
She tells me everything
And that is why
You better be good to her

You better be good to her
You better be good
You better be good to her

Maybe someday
She'll leave you for me
Until that day you'd better be

You better be good to her
You better be good to her
You better be good
You better be good to her!
Track Name: Ain't It The Most
Ain't It The Most

Well, you just broke another string
And nobody noticed a thing
Well, ain't that the most to be such a ghost

And the crowd well they talk through every song
Then they stay silent during the sing along
Well, ain't it the most to be such a ghost

Now you’re feel like a grumpy, old dad
In a tattered white robe
Surrounded by toys and children
Going crazy on a Christmas morn
That you don't even know

And all the people who are sitting right out there
Are ninety-nine percent water
One percent hot air
Ain't it the most

And the present moment is already a memory
Yeah, history stopped when you went away
Oh baby, baby, please come back to me
‘Cause I am chipped
I am faded and I'm singing in this cemetery
Ain't it the most to be such a ghost
Track Name: A Day Without Me (Kids Fly Free)
A Day Without Me (Kids Fly Free)

I want to spend the day without me
Get right out of my head
Step into a brilliant body
Leave myself for dead

A day without me
I need a new reflection
I still see your face in mine
It’s like I’m in Heaven and in Hell at the same time

I’m gonna crack the sky like an eggshell
Pull me down an angel
Steal his wings, his harp and halo
Learn the songs only the holy know

I’ll crack the Earth like a soft skull
Pull me up a devil
Steal his wings, his horn and fire
Learn the truth behind desire

I want to spend the day without me
Get right out of my head
Step into a brand new body
Leave myself for dead

A day without me
I need a new direction
I still feel your hand in mine
It’s like I’m in Heaven and in Hell at the same time

A day without me
I want to spend
the day without me

Kids fly free
Sprung from cubbyholes
Baffling government devices

Kids fly free
Over regulated lawnscapes
Giggling at parent stupid-faces

Kids fly free
Above danger signals
Defying laws of gravity

Kids fly free
Past moaning political cauldrons
And demographic studies

Kids sleep free
Together in clubhouses
Filled with pot and rock

Kids sleep free wrapped
In true flags of
Rebellious liberty

Kids sleep free
In dreamy acceptance
Of ridiculous immortality

Kids fly free
In the face of adult absurdity
And sleep the heroic sleep
Of kind myth
And black light legend