Colder in Moscow

Colder in Moscow

BandRockAlternative

Bright vocal harmonies and pop guitar jangle with crunchier moments of rocking mayhem

Biography

In early 2008, Colder in Moscow, consisting of six former high school classmates, reconnected a year after parting ways-- each member had some hand in eachothers musical development starting in middle school, and played in numerous bands in various combinations-- it wasn't until a year after graduation that they were all in the same room at the same time. The cold Minneapolis winter was proved to be the inspiration needed to begin writing music together, and after a few early acoustic demos and trial-and-error rehearsals, Colder in Moscow settled in as a full band and recorded it's first full length album, Great Speculation, in two sessions--one in August of '08, the second in March of '09.

In the time since its formation, Colder in Moscow has played its way through the Minneapolis/St. Paul music scene. After initially developing a stronghold at the 400 Bar, they began to move around, hitting wherever they could. They have been lucky enough to play with a ton of talented bands from our hometown--Gospel Gossip, The Alpha Centauri, Minneapolis 1989, Solid Gold-- as well as opening for national acts including--Bound Stems, Gentleman Reg, Illinois, Locksley, and Scout Niblett.

Lyrics

Great Speculation

Written By: Michael Roser/Eric Carlson

DCRS

A chaos whirlwind is attached

To all your thoughts and dreams

All your lonesome dreams

A newspaper wrapped Christmas gift

Of encyclopedias of all the letters

Between you and I

And all your long lost time

God damn this can’t be sanitary

I must have some kind of disease

What did that blue bird

Say to you

Was it right to say that I

Was going gone

It’s a sad truth to hold onto

But I belong among the wrong

Was it cold today

On that Atlantic course

Sail back home someday

And end this remorse

It’s a sad truth to hold onto

But I belong among the wrong

Draw

Down on the interstate

Where all my friends know my name

Down by the airstrip

Where they can all smell my fear

We’ve all, all lost our souls

From one time or another gone

Tonight we’ll go

Down on the Bayou

Where we all learned how to die

Down at the white house

Where we all learned how to lie

We’ve all, all lost our souls

From one time or another gone

Tonight we’ll go

Blastoise

I can’t erase

The things you’ve said and done

In time it will phase

And lose its place

You stumbled across the floor

Confused and without will

You don’t take anymore

It’s the will of what you’re for

I can’t say

That you weren’t on my mind

I was so far gone

Hold these notes gently

Smeared lipstick

On the barrel of my old gun

I am so far gone

Send angels running

I can’t erase

The things you’ve said and done

In time it will phase

And lose its place

I can’t say

That you weren’t on my mind

I was so far gone

Hold these notes gently

Smeared lipstick

On the barrel of my old gun

I am so far gone

Send angels running

Yellow Rainsuits

Skipping across puddles

In our yellow rain suits

Dripping silky wet

In our boots all filled

With our dreams of falling

Falling down

We’ll all hold our cross

Till we die

It outlasts our bones

And carries our souls

Let the sleigh bells

Ring through the holidays

While we

Hang our Christmas lights

Sparkling blue and gold

In our sweet six year old eyes

Everything’s so damn wonderful

With our Jesus Christ

We’ll all hold our cross

Till we die

It outlasts our bones

And carries our souls

It’s Graphite

Growing on squiggles

Red hearts and smiley faces

You won’t show me

Till you’re good and done

Cold feet heartache

No more warm embraces

Growing in Zigzags

Smudge marks and separations

We’ve been on and off each other’s pages

For five years coming now

Our pallets have gone and dried to pieces

And darling we’re coming down

We’ve drawn each other a million times

And they all wear a frown

Running in circles

Holding out heads high

You won’t know me

Till you’re good and done

There’s no question

That we are going nowhere

But right now I’m thinking

That’s the way it should be

We’ve been on and off each other’s pages

For five years coming now

Our pallets have gone and dried to pieces

And darling we’re coming down

We’ve drawn each other a million times

And they all wear a frown

Shipwreck Cove

I’ve been tired in the place

Where we lost ourselves to the grave

With the sand and the rocks in your face

Where we cried

With our eyes

Our eyes

In my fathers vein we crashed again

Feeling safe in my bed

Our bed

With your arms round my neck

And a dear sweet

Smile buried deep in my chest

We keep trying to get this cave to collapse

Our heads will roll

With our lips trying

To break the mold

It’s more than you know

It’s more than you know

When I left this body of mine

I fell into a soul where I could find

A Generous plan for this piece of mind

But I can’t, I can’t belong

It’s more than you know

It’s more than you know

It’s more than you know

We keep trying to get this cave to collapse

Our heads will roll

With our lips trying

To break the mold

Throne of Gold

Get on your kids see-saw

Find some joy

You’ve been lost at sea for

Far too long

Open that door gently

Feel the breeze

On your long dark face you’ve

Felt at ease

Come on find another

Way to be

You’ve been veiled in black since

You could see

Strong words angry notion

In between

Long drives and expectations you

Failed to meet

Can we all sit at home on our throne of gold?

Can we all feel at home on our own?

We sold.

Little Pockets

We’ll all hold our megaphones

In our little pockets

With our bitter smiles

In our shiny lockets

Can we travel

In our cloudy shadows

We’ve been rusting

Our tires away

Trees and Power lines

One day we’ll take back those city streets

And write our names in that old cement

But these trees look like power lines

And I d

Discography

Great Speculation - 2009

www.colderinmoscowmn.bandcamp.com

Set List

We do all original songs. Set times are usually around 45-50 minutes.