Cedar Teeth

Cedar Teeth

 Colton, Oregon, USA
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Rough-Hewn NW Indie Rock

Biography

Cedar Teeth hails from the Cascade foothills, where the sound of saws cut through the Oregon woods and the lights of Portland set the western horizon aglow.  The music of Cedar Teeth is shaped by the experience of living in this margin dividing the wilderness from the city.  Between the five members of the band emerges a fusion of guitars, banjo and keys, propelled by bass and drums, while vocal harmonies weave through the music. Their songs are thus sweeping and immersive, at turns rustically melodic, lyrically raw and aggressive, as they explore the tensions of our time: love, confusion, progress, and corruption in a morally ambivalent landscape.  

For those old enough, upon first hearing Cedar Teeth, it is difficult not to hear Levon Helm, Rick Danko and company, The Band, hollering from the grave. Indeed, imagery reflecting organic flesh and bone, mingling with gnarled old-growth roots music, is what this band is all about.

Cedar Teeth has performed throughout the NW and beyond, including sets at Sundance Film Festival, Whiskeytown Fesitval, and Summer Meltdown. In 2016, Cedar Teeth performed at venues like Seattle’s Tractor Tavern, Bend's Domino Room, Eugene's HiFi Music Hall, and Portland's Doug Fir, Star Theater and Mississippi Studios, alongside bands like Fruition, Hot Buttered Rum, Hillstomp, and Rabbit Wilde.  Songs from their debut album, Hoot, have been licensed for television programming on PBS and film soundtracks in America and Europe.  In 2016, Cedar Teeth recorded their follow up EP, Farewell to Green Mountain, with renowned producer Larry Crane at Jackpot Recording Studio, which is set for release in spring 2017.

A band in the truest sense, the songs of Cedar Teeth come together organically: like a jigsaw puzzle without the box, assembled by many hands. 

Primary vocalist and acoustic guitarist, Dylan Martell, is the visceral yet vulnerable voice of Cedar Teeth.  Martell’s lyrics, composed of stark and paradoxical imagery, are the lens through which the music is focused.

Erin Corzine, whether on vocals, guitar, banjo, keyboard, percussion or trombone, is the rug that ties the room together.  A classically trained guitarist and composer in her own right, Corzine focuses each member's eclectic palette into a single sonic vision.

Rayson Gordon’s driving and melodic bass lines are the steady pulse at the heart of Cedar Teeth.  Founder and creative contrarian, Gordon is also the artistic voice of the band and its illustrator.

Self-taught guitarist Luke Precourt channels an idiosyncratic, genre defying sound; whether arcane or archaic, his distinct leads remain tethered to the ether. A life-long searcher, dreamer and pioneer, Precourt’s musical meditations weave through Cedar Teeth’s roots and boughs.  Precourt is honored to be endorsed by PRS Guitars!

Incendiary behind the drums, Adam Murray also supplies haunting gospel-tinged vocals.  Through live performance, Murray has proven to be a spirited guide and irreverent translator, endearing the audience to the band.  Murray is proud to be endorsed by Allegra Drums!

Crafting a sound that blends indie rock with rough and rustic American roots, the music of Cedar Teeth sounds familiar no matter the generation or frontier from which you hail.










Lyrics

Locks

Written By: Dylan Martell

Locks

She's got locks
They're hanging around
Well she's got locks

She asked me why
Are they hanging from the sky
She asked me why

And on the kitchen counter
Where her flowers once laid
And in her living room where
All our dreams still play

Hey say hey
But then you turn away
What do you got to say?

She's got no time
To share hers with mine
Cause there ain't no time

And I asked her when
Will she be coming back again
She asked me why

And in that photograph
Where her hand likes to lay
In another photograph
Where all our dreams still play

Boots

Written By: Dylan Martell

Boots

I fell asleep in the gutter
Then I woke up there with your mother
And I was so tired

I found my coat, found my hat, found my scarf
And found you sleeping
You’re still and breathing

And baby this is a call
Where I take it all as worth living
And you're not singing

Shut the door, shut the door, shut the door
Baby’s boots on
Shut the door, shut the door
Baby’s boots on
Shut the door shut the window and the door
Yeah my baby's on fire

See then a talk in your room
Found a broom, and then your carpet
I swept you right underneath it

I found the words, found the time,
Lost my mind, I seen you was crying
You’re all bent over dying

And baby this is a call
Where I take it all as worth living
But you're not singing

Shut our doors, shut our doors, shut our doors
Who's coming in
Shut our doors, shut our doors
Who's coming in
Shut our doors, shut our window and our door
Yeah my baby's on fire

I took a trip to the shower, I was clean
And then I cowered
I seen your four-leaf clover

I found the words, found the time, lost my mind,
I seen you was dying
You’re all bent over crying

And baby this is a call
Where I take it all and it's over
Yeah what a four-leaf clover

We shut our doors, shut our doors, shut our doors
Who's coming in
Shut our doors, shut our doors
Who's coming in
Shut our doors, shut our window and our door
Yeah my baby's on fire

See I don't even care what you say
I want it my way
You can sleep on the floor
You'll hit the highway
And when you knock on my door
Yeah baby I will run away
My baby's on fire
She got her boots on

She got her boots on

Ugly Overnight

Written By: Dylan Martell

Ugly Overnight

Take these hands, you can take all night
Well you do it wrong, when you do it right
Cause I had heard, something there
And the blossoms turned into apples overnight

Take my arms, I'll take your legs
You ain't never gotta moan
You ain’t never gotta beg
Cause I had seen, a subtle change
In your way and means
Turned to ugly overnight

Yeah we went down, to the river to dance
And then they looked at us like we don't know how
And we never learned how to prance
And then I turned on you, what was that thing
That you did last night

Yeah then you changed, behind a window screen
You let your knickers fall down yeah
And it was the same as it’s always been
And then the sun told you, what was that thing
That you did last night

Hey, while you’re walking away
Why you walking away?
Hey, while you’re walking away
Why you walking away?
Why you walking away?

See I took your hands, we took all night
Said I did it wrong, but I did it right
Cause I had heard
Something there in your blossoms turn
Into apples overnight

Yeah we went down, to the river to dance
And then they looked at us like we don't know how
And we never learned how to prance
And then I turned on you, what was that thing
That you did last night

See then you changed, behind a window screen
You let your knickers fall down
And it was the same as its always been
And then the sun told you, what was that thing
That you did last night

Wednesday

Written By: Dylan Martell

Wednesday
Tell me now, where’s the money all gone
Tell me now, where’s the money all gone
Yeah, tell me now, with all your money spent
On diamond rings
Yeah, your wedding gifts
Tell me now, where’s the money all gone

Tell me now, you got no shoes and you walk alone
Tell me now, you got no shoes and you walk alone
Tell me now, but then you walk alone
You’re on streets made of feet
And cobblestone
And then your eyes walk a line
The trail is winding down

Tell me now, you got no eyes and you’ll never go blind
Tell me now, you got no eyes and you’ll never go blind
You tell me now, but then you close your eyes
You cast a scene that world before your mind
And then we see what you dream
The world rules your mind

Simple Bend in Time

Written By: Dylan Martell

Simple Bend In Time

Some people that you love
You love them whole
You don't even know why
See then your feet will burn in time
And you don't even know why
We love them with our hands and arms
We even love them with our eyes
And then we paint them our disguise
And we don't even know why

Another day another hour
Even then a month is fine
That's just a simple bend in time
How could you ever wonder why
And on the highway in the gutter
There’s those things you lose in time
Right off your wrist and down the line
Somewhere a hole beneath the sky

There is a body on your seaweed
With their two wide open eyes
Right on the crest of wave and tide
That’s just a simple bend in time
Some people that you love
You love them whole
You don't even know why
That pig skinned bag is your disguise
How could you ever wonder why?

Droppin' Low

Written By: Dylan Martell

Droppin Low

I see you walking, I see you walking on home
I see your hands drop, I see your hands droppin low
Look at the muddy waters
Look down you’ll see something more
I woke behind the morning
And I woke thinking of droppin low

You know I’m tired, you know I’m tired
And when I see you walking
You’ll know I’m tired
You’ll know I’m tired
And when I see you walking two by two
Your arms, your lungs, and you
You know I am tired

I woke with my hands shaking
I woke wanting something more
And look a mute horizon
Look at the clouds that whisper more
And I want to enchant your neck bone
And I want to reign down on your soul
And I woke to beat the morning
I woke and ripped on down that road

I see you walking, I see you walking on home
I see your hands drop, I see your hands droppin low
And I want to enchant your neck bone
I want to rein down on your soul
Look at all the muddy waters
And I woke to beat the morning
I woke and ripped on down that road

Fragrance of Cool

Written By: Dylan Martell

Fragrance of Cool

And yeah, he's got the fragrance of cool
But when he stumbles in the room
Yeah there's nothing to lose
He's just another fool

Sure, the way he walks real smooth
But when his eyes fall down
Yeah there's nothing to lose
He's just another fool

And yeah, you got a bloody secret
Yeah, you can hardly even take it
Yeah, you can hardly stand
You're in the body of a man

You see oh my
You’ve got a hundred years like
And arms like you’ve got a hundred years
You see oh my
You’ve got a hundred years by
And arms like you’ve lived a hundred years

And yeah, he's got those eye dart moves
But when his eyes fall down
And he's following you
You feel just like a fool

Sure, he's got moves like you
But everybody knows
You’ve got everything to lose
You're just another fool

You see oh my
You’ve got a hundred years by
And you’ve got arms like you lived a hundred years
You see oh my
You’ve got a hundred arms by
Got arms like you’ve lived a hundred years

Yeah you're awake but someday you'll break
And then your arms shake
Something you want to fake
You think you're something the lord made

I Went Down

Written By: Dylan Martell

I Went Down

I went down and I got tar and feathered
But I went back and I sewed up her gutters
And I went down to find me a lover
I went down to need me a lover

I loved her so much and I didn't want to leave her
I loved her so much and I didn't want to be her
But I was down to find me a lover
I was down and needed me a lover

There in her valley I see, all I see are flowers
She's cold and damp and I didn't even know her
But I was down and I needed me a lover
Yeah I was down and I needed me a lover

Behind the Sun

Written By: Dylan Martell

Behind the Sun

Say, shall we say
Telephones and
Broken bones
In our lanes
Make play, tether day
To grounded bones
Shining suns but grey

Today, I woke today
See another but
There’s no other way
What I mean is to bay
My own way
We ran aground
Singing songs of play

You got your arms raised to the sky
In a heart shape, by and by
Time at the river why
Would you never try

They say do not, do not, do
There's things they’ll ask you not to
The sea it runs on you
Yeah you'll never do

Okay, let’s just say
We colored ground
With pain from another day
May your feet pound and say
My own way
And on these fields
A trail that yields to a day

You got god sitting on your fence
Wondering all those words you meant
Time at the river's spent
Yeah you're always leant

Handy Dagger

Written By: Dylan Martell

Handy Dagger

I was a firecracker
I should have been a rock
I was like a mouth all movin
Should have heard you talk
I was a home builder
Should have paved a road
But now I’m like four tires
Tired and worn
Tired and worn and old

Can you hear me?
You’re miles away
Can you hear me?
Though all is grey
Can you hear me?
What’s that you say
Before you go and paint a sign
Make sure the world
Sure the world says stay

I was a handy dagger
Should have been a mold
When I seen the wheels on fire
Should have stood to hold
I was a diggin shovelin
Should have been a rod
Now I need a fortune teller
To tear my road
Or just a damn window

Can you hear me
Or you anyway?
Can you hear me
Or did you mold my clay?
Can you hear me?
We sing from the day
And it ain’t no magic trick
How we walk upon
Walk upon this bay

Discography