by Latcho Drom

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Everyone's a stupid dickbag So vacant and empty still getting high on cruelty and believing believees Everyone's a stupid dickbag a dumbly selfish and aware and still too dickish to care Everyone's a stupid dickbag and it really bums me out that you've gotta deal with it
Whiteout 02:33
white out it's a white out a blinding blizzard of white out white out it's a white out snowblind waiting to take the bright out can't see both hands on the wheel positively blizzardy can't see, black ice sheets positively blizzardy can't see can't see can't see can't see a million snowflakes this landscape handshakes tiny frozen floating little lakes frazzled razor blade mistakes flung glass shards in your face can't see through the windows the frozen water flows slowly closing in
Knots 04:48
ropeburn like hanging on too tightly to the rigging that's a sailing word I think when what you really need to do is let go of the rope god damn this song tied up in knots it's just a word I liked and thought looked cool and ain't we all dressed so cool like getting really high and watching the sun rise the old night is dying so the new day can be born god damn this song tied up in knots it's just a fucking word I like and I thought looked cool and ain't we all so fucking cool I'm so over the original conceit to this song so we're still getting caught up in all the knots that we draw taught between us all are you a butterfly? is this your cocoon? Looks a lot like a coffin and these knots a noose and this voice is a tomb
this fire, she's like the mouth of hell: all burning and cursing and belching billowing smoke upward to the cosmos, the fire lit deep deep down underground where the ground itself is the fuel and dirt burning embers and plumes and fumes distance measured in fathoms and we can hardly fathom devastation so wanton, unceasing, unneeding, a nightmarish landscape of life collapsing in on itself crushed by it's own weight so we'll trace this coal seam fire as it spits and spouts out the holy smokes that choke and enclose us with it's yellowing eyes all empty and engorged and lying in wait for the unfortunately opening doors that cast backdrafts like a spell summoning hell Old King Coal bellows his last rebel yell with a hunger no violence can quell
Ours 03:57
ours this gold is ours these golden hours this time they're ours fantastic, refracted, prismatic, redacted non-deterministic, stochastic statistics that's right I said stochastic and yes, I had to look it up, what it meant nervously and awkwardly led me too your room i would like to wake up next to you so I let myself fall asleep in your arms morning sunlight peeking through the cracks between the blue curtains hanging in your room the early morning of dreams when you're almost thirty how incredibly lucky your parents are out of town
Horsefucker 03:11
Horsefucker some stupid Hittite if fucking horses is so great, where's your empire now? Listen, some cultures ritualized horse sex, and they built empires you can read about in the Bible Horsefuckers, and their chariots just 'cause you conquered it, doesn't make it yours Horsefucker what else would you have me say? Horse make love to-er of? Horse love-to maker-of? Get your creep on creeping on some lustful smut to hate on a breezy yeezy, fuck this weepy cantina a blast silo, fuck you, are we done self hating yet? what a putrid fucking gaze and a dreadful cost to laze and I won't complain, I will complain it's all fucking happening so let's drop it down for a second, and let's get real, let's aside to the audience break down that fourth wall and admit to each other that we all know this is all a show just 'cause you conquered it doesn't make it yours horsefucking your way from sea to shining sea
No Chill 02:22
no chill you've got no chill and it's chilling me to the bones that's okay, I'll chill enough for the both of us
you give me goosebumps and all these old sounds make my heart shiver now like never before just looking for someone's eyes I can get lost in for all time just looking for someones eyes I can stare in to for all time the emotional content rings true and these vibrations reverberate through this battered nervous system i call home but a home that makes me feel so alone without you around to brighten the corners of these vacant rooms, and how weird is it to say "I love you?" words that once seemed so useless have been given new meanings and all of it collapses when confronted with you Hey! I love you!
We're gonna get Alberta drunk Fixing to get Alberta drunk don't tell me we can't get Alberta drunk When Alberta storms in to your home and proceeds to take off their clothes and drinks all the whiskey and throws down the bones and we're all amazed it didn't descend to blows When the wasted train rolls in to town and the cold and the darkness brings you down you can't even stand, let alone think so you drink and you drink and you drink 'till you're Alberta drunk We know we'll die early but we don't even care to save the worst years of our lives for despair no point to get going we're going nowhere so let's get drunk and light up our chest hair


Some old recordings and some new recordings.


released February 25, 2017

All songs written by Latcho Drom

Tracks 1, 8, 9 recorded January 2016 by Jesse Northey at Edmontone Studios
Track 2 recorded April 2013 by Tom Kerr at the Turtle Pond
Tracks 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 recorded July 2016 by David Letersky

Mastered by Doug Organ
Art/Design by Tierra Connor

Aaron De Leon - Drums
Matt Gooding - Bass
David Letersky - Guitar
Corey Polo - Keyboards
Elliott Schelske - Guitar/Vocals

Chris Kessler - Bass on track 2
Mike Wichuk - Guitar on track 2

Enlightened Despotism 2017


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Latcho Drom Edmonton, Alberta

Latcho Drom is a band from Edmonton that plays weird loud music about human fallibility, historical abuses of power, and the power of love. Their latest release, Whiteout, chronicles a breadth of Albertan experiences. Ride The Tempo called it "absurd but totally endearing."

If you like: Metz, Pup, Sonic Youth, Star Trek
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