Crumbling Arches

Crumbling Arches

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Biography

Crumbling Arches is attempting to take the generally negative musical term "inconsistent" and put a positive twist on it. Within the course of one song you may have a section with attractive melodies full of layered vocals move into dissonant breakdowns with chromatic eruptions which then stomps itself into finger-picked-guitar outros that sound like they might be the backdrop of a “Little House on the Prairie” episode.

Even more obvious than that is the irreverent inconsistency between the songs themselves. Flagpole Magazine recently commented: "Crumbling Arches is the latest example of a local band that, in an attempt to showcase its diversity of sounds, throws everything against the wall to see what sticks. And, judging from the tracks on The Somnambulist, the band has an awfully sticky wall."

Much like bands like Say Anything or The Bloodhound Gang, their irreverently truthful lyrics tackle the intellect like a Shakespearean poem: they disguise dirty jokes and fatalistic subject matter with clever diction and memorable choruses. Their lyrics are often ballad-like in the sense that they construct situations and stories to help convey ideas. Their song Agnostic Picnic is a reaction to militant evangelists stuffing strict social values down the throats of religious skeptics. It describes a post-rapture world where all the believers are sucked up into heaven and the rest of us are left on earth to party.

In live performances they don't attempt to hide the content of their songs, heavy as it might (or might not) be. There are those that say the members of Crumbling Arches are masters of the on-stage banter, and viewers often get folk-like explanations of what to expect lyrically in the following songs. At their live shows viewers can expect the unexpected as well. Vocalist/guitarist Alex Mckelvey has been known to climb atop the shoulders of drummer Zachary Hennessee for shiva-like drum breaks. When you combine acrobatics like that with the mobile light show that bassist Ian Hennessee controls with his happy-feet, you get an unparalleled live-energy that has built Crumbling Arches a name of its own.

You wouldn't expect it, but the consistently inconsistent style has treated them well. Over the years they've opened for a number of national acts including HelloGoodbye, Thrice, Paramore, Cute is What We Aim For, Hawthorne Heights, Oxford Collapse, and Love As Laughter. They performed at The Warped Tour twice, they beat out more than 2000 bands to get to the US finals of an international music competition called Emergenza, they were featured in a Myspace/Cingular ringtone campaign in 2007 garnering them more than 100,000 plays on myself, and they have performed across the east coast twice.

Now, like many other artists today, they are putting on the DIY hat, and in their new music they are successfully capturing the live energy and genuine sound of Crumbling Arches. This home-grown approach has helped new things stick to their wall; the company Ingrooves, who handles all of the digital distribution for a number of independent and major labels including Universal Records, added Crumbling Arches to their roster last year. Atlanta based Stickfigure Records has agreed to tangibly distribute their album throughout the southeast as well. Considering that they have been stockpiling glue since 2004, we can expect Crumbling Arches to catch some big things next year. Crumbling Arches is neat.

Lyrics

The Preachings of Priamides

Written By: Crumbling Arches

living is dying slowly you must live a theatrical death,
leave for the sea tomorrow, set sail by her salty breath,
leave the standards, leave the patterns, and by god, leave the girl,
she could never stay with you, she's society's pearl.

cut your anchor's leash. you know that its right. despite the pain.
cut your anchor's leash. you know that its right. embrace the pain.

living equals dying slowly you must lead a theatrical life,
cant you see the city burning, lighting up the godless night,
take your banners, take your honor, but by god leave the girl,
she could never stay with you, she's society's pearl.

you cut your anchors' leash and you know that it's right, despite the pain.
hear the distant shores call your name, we'll rise again.

cut your anchor's leash. you know that its right. despite the pain.
cut your anchor's leash. you know that its right. embrace the pain.

ai! Give up and go, free yourself from these flames.
the enemy holds the city walls, and from her height the city falls.

go find for us the great walls that one day
you'll dedicate when you have roamed the sea.

you cut your anchor's leash, and you know that it's right, despite the pain.
cut your anchor's leash. you know that its right. embrace the pain.

1: the sea, it calls your name
2: embrace the pain

Ballad P1: The Two Faced Savior

Written By: Crumbling Arches

A child chased a fantasy and barked his boyhood battle cries Through a cemetery of cubicles and bloodshot eyes A businessman rebuked the child for whimsical behavior; Ironically, The Corporate Corpse was chastising its savior
The child choked The Corporate Corpse with words of waning livelihood The Corpse then coughed up dormant dreams that flourished in its childhood Dreams that were ostracized by notions of reality Dreams too easily replaced by routine practicality

The Warrior Child rebuked the corpse for drowning in a lie And allowing social patterns to leash it with a tie The child left The Corporate Corpse to swallow all his words The Corpse then yearned to live and leave the corporate herds.

Voice of Reason

Written By: Crumbling Arches

Darling, where would I be If it weren’t for you You’re my voice of reason Tell me, where would I be If it weren’t for you You’re my voice of reason You are society’s pearl, the clam’s evil bait. And I’ve been trapped with you so long it seems too late, But there is someone, something screaming in my head: “It’s not too late until you’re. . .” Darling, where would I be If it weren’t for you You’re my voice of reason Tell me, how could I breath If it weren’t for you You’re my voice of reason Reason, that’s reason enough for me Reason, that’s reason enough to leave How can I call myself my own when I have no self-control? How can I call myself alone when I have a mutant soul that manifests itself into characters featured in my dreams? How can I call myself in love when I feel so incomplete? You are society’s pearl the clam’s evil bait, And I’ve been trapped with you so long it seems too late and there is someone, something, screaming in my head: “It’s not too late until you’re. . .” Reason, that’s reason enough for me Reason, that’s reason enough to leave

Discography

Agnostic Picnic EP (2008)
The Somnambulist (2007)
Captain Holmes and the Whale of Time EP (2005)
Cambodian Visa EP (2004)

Set List

a list of a few our original song titles:

Renditions:
-Phantom
-Mulan
-Grapevine

Newer Songs:
-The Bees Knees
-Fear and Loathing in Athens GA
-Mutant Love
-Cloud Cover
-Vampirism
-Scarlet Fever

The Somnambulist:
-The Preachings of Priamides
-Senor Nonchalant
-Miseratte
-My Ressurrection
-Organic Debris
-Voice of Reason
-Mundane Patterns
-DJ Dormio
-Looking Forward to Never Looking Back

Older Songs:
-Hibakusha
-Pinecone Parable
-A Stillborn Memory
-Live with the Cows
-Dictator Totem Pole
-Tree of Evil
-Requiem for a Moth
-Lego Building Massacre
-Thursday the 12th