Copper & Congress

Copper & Congress

 Tucson, Arizona, USA
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Female-fronted indie-soul 3 piece from the desert.

Biography

A desert-born female-fronted three piece, Copper & Congress creates folk overtones, hypnotic R&B grooves and ethereal jazz atmospheres to act as a canvas for lilting metaphors and lyrical prowess. Spicy, dynamic live performances include emotive improvisational elements, enabling a raw, two-way energetic conduit between audience and performers. C&C released their new record, Fault Line, in September of 2014.

Prolific vocalist/singer-songwriter/world traveller Katie Haverly had orchestrated 3 solo albums prior to the formation of Copper & Congress. In early 2012 she joined forces with bassist Patrick Morris, who was playing hip-hop with various artists in Tucson. The trifecta was completed summer of 2013 with the introduction of drummer Julius Schlosburg, fresh off the bus from the hard-hitting Baltimore jazz scene.  This delectable genre fusion grants them a distinct sonic identity.

The group has recorded 2 full-length records at Wavelab Studios in their home base of Tucson, AZ. They have performed from Chicago to Los Angeles to Ciudad Obregon.  

Lyrics

Animal

Written By: Katie Haverly

It is the morning after, I can hear you breathing
I drank a little water, but not enough to free me
So I’ll slip quite skillfully, out of these crumpled sheets
The ecstasy in fleeing, so complete

It is the morning after, I’ll leave a little letter
And it’s of little comfort, but I feel so much better
So I’ll slip quite skillfully, out of this room that seethes
With everything I don’t need, I don’t need

Push it down push it down below
You are just you are just an animal
Doing what doing what you can’t help
You can’t help yourself
Push it down push it down below
You are just you are just an animal
Doing what doing what you can’t help
Isn’t that right girl

It is the morning after, and I still feel guilty
About the words I uttered, they didn’t mean a thing
So I’ll slip quite skillfully out of the plans we made
The ecstasy in fleeing, so complete

And then it aches just a little
The time it takes, is just a little
And then you give, just a little
A little hint, just for him

Your shoes are in the corner, our dishes in the sink
I think of future landscapes, with less restricted evenings
So I’ll slip quite skillfully, out of this home we made
The ecstasy in fleeing, so complete

Be This

Written By: Katie Haverly

Did you get carried away
Come over to my place
It’s not too late, to turn around walk away
If not, you’ll find, things starting to get heavy

Let’s sit have a drink, oh oh oh oh
Say what makes us weak, oh oh oh oh
Get real, get shy, get brave, then hide
Come clean, then lie
Fill the room up now with fire

‘Cause didn’t you want to know this?
Didn’t you want to see this?
Didn’t you want to touch this?
Didn’t you want to be this?
Didn’t you want to know this?
Didn’t you want to see this?
Didn’t you want to touch this?
Didn’t you want to be this?

The night is starting to fade
The moment slipping away
Time to decide if this feels right
We get just one try
Fill the room up now with fire

‘Cause didn’t you want to know this?
Didn’t you want to see this?
Didn’t you want to touch this?
Didn’t you want to be this?
Didn’t you want to know this?
Didn’t you want to see this?
Didn’t you want to touch this?
Didn’t you want to be this?

Didn’t you want to be this?

Borderland

Written By: Katie Haverly

There are shadows in the shapes
Purples and grays
Healing in the way - the water curls round the river banks
A place without a name
With green in the grain
The tall grasses sway, the cattle swish the flies away

A soft yellow guides the lane
Dividing what’s the same
Two faces look away
From the chasm that remains

So who mends the fences, picks the oranges
Who hikes the canyons, observes the changes
Who prays by the river, intertwining hands
With sunburnt fingers doing the best that they can
Borderland, Borderland, Borderland

The children chase the dogs
Create a storm of dust
The sky is like a world of it’s own where you can get safely lost

A soft yellow guides the lane
Dividing what’s the same
Two faces look away
From the chasm that remains

And who writes the songs about a people that tried
To do what they could, to do what was right
In a world full of humans that like their lines
Between what is yours and what’s mine
Borderland, Borderland, Borderland

Discography

Fault Line - 2014

The Leap Year - 2012