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Kids Fly Free

by Lach

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    Lach's third album 'Kids Fly Free' came out the week the World Trade Center fell. Tour cancelled, the album never had a chance. It was originally released on Lach's Fortified label that included artwork on the disc itself. It was then picked up by Track Records in the UK, who originally signed Hendrix and The Who, and that import version has no CD art but does have a bonus hidden track of 'The Hillary Clinton Song'. Please indicate with your order whether you'd like the US or UK version.

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1.
Holy Days 03:19
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
2.
Human Boy 03:36
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
3.
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
4.
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
5.
The Hesitant 03:34
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
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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
7.
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
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Beautiful 03:30
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
10.
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
11.
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
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13.
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!
14.
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
15.
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

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"I'm 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 whose 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!"
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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, 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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