Fieldhouse

Fieldhouse

 Liverpool, England, GBR
BandAlternativeRock

Fieldhouse are an Alt Rock band who have the force of Bloc Party the wit of early Blur and the sensitivity of Elbow. We're a dynamic, intelligent band for people who like to feel their music. We did sold out tour in the north of england this year been on BBC 2 and played with Tribes. Exiting year!

Biography

Fieldhouse

Welcome to the house. Wipe your feet.
We are Chris, Lewis, Phil, Richard and Ross. We are Fieldhouse.
What do we do?
We create music that you live in. Founded in the strength of Crowded House and Blur, we make music that’s about you. Life, love, hate politics. You’re house is our house. We wrap you up in warm textures like blankets; ask you the important questions in the middle of the night with a delicate melody and tear off the roof tiles with a stormy guitar riff.
Where do we live?
We live, love, work and play in the Pool De La Vie… Liverpool. You should come and see us there.
Why?
We love music. We love to play music and make people feel something. Life is all about that feeling isn’t it? You know… the one where you wouldn’t want to be anywhere else but here, now. The place that music takes you. Back to your house. Where you grew up. To the real you.
We know you live there.
We Live Here.

Lyrics

We're Not In Love

Written By: Lewis Fieldhouse

There's an old house
By the river
Where we used to live

Meet me there
If you'd care
For a spring time stroll

And i've got something to tell you
Something i've got to say

I hate to say it but baby lets face it it's better you find out this way.

We're Not In Love Anymore.

So i'll wait
Here alone
By this willow tree

It seems
It's come too soon
For half of me

I was torn in two
By a weak and foolish heart

My reasons before they seemed so secure but now they just tear me apart.

We're Not In Love Anymore.

So meet me by the river
Don't be late.

Round the bend
At rainbow's end
Don't be late.

And I thank you for your patience
Its a debt I can never repay

But my heart, my heart, my heart is just full of decay.

We're Not In Love Anymore.

My City

Written By: Lewis Fieldhouse

We went underground
You decided to fake
All the friends that you had and
All the rumors you make.

We went underground
You didn't like it one bit
And you decided to call
On the democracy Split

The heads to the left and
All the nose to the right
Were crouching down in a cell
Where they slept over night

You didn't know why
You didn't know how
But they changed you
And look at you now

These tunnels
They're a life line for My City
This is My City.

The Enemy
They're coming over the wall
Scratching out your eyes
If you meet their patrols

'You ain't seen nothin son
We ain't here.
When it's all over you got
Nothing to fear'

'Bullshit,' I said
'You're the reason I'm scared
Putting fear in my heart
And pain in my head.'

They took me away
To a dark warm place
But i still feel the tunnels
Running through my veins and

These tunnels
They're a life line for My City
This is My City

The Snow

Written By: Lewis Fieldhouse

High on a hill
There’s a woman who can’t sit still

She prays to the lord
Begging to let her go home

‘Why do you try?
Your begging just passes me buy.
Find somebody else who’ll give you the help that you want.’

High in the sky
There’s a devil who’s making me cry

He goes by a name
A name that you hope you can tame

‘Come with your fire
We’ll burn him on a funeral pyre
We don’t need no one else to give us the help that we want’

High on a wire
Things are looking dire

We pay to a man
Who keeps his head in the sand

‘He does not exist
It’s a ignorance twist
It’s a pain and a cheat and a lie!

We pray to a man who’ll be the death of us!’

I walked out in the snow
To see if I could find you

My faith was leading me on
By the river

I walked out in the cold just to look for you
But I couldn’t find you
No

I walked out in the snow
To see if I could find you

My faith was leading me on
By the river

I walked out in the cold just to look for you
But I couldn’t find you
No
But I couldn’t find you
No

Blitzkrieg

Written By: Lewis Fieldhouse

This aint a box of delights you know this is blitzkrieg
Ah Ah

The street fighter punches hard you know this is blitzkrieg
Ah Ah

The street fighter walks through the ruins
Carries the wounds
Carries the scars
Ah Ah

He don’t hear the screaming
He walks out from the dust this is blitzkrieg or bust
Ah Ah

And the apocalypse ends here
The apocalypse ends here
The apocalypse ends here
The apocalypse ends here

Bring your sons to the slaughter
Who’s hiding you’re daughter bring them all in
Do you want to be free?
Do you want them to kill all you care for?

Do you know what it feels like?
It just doesn’t feel right
To stand here and watch
As they tear it apart
Yeah the city cries out for me!

The street fighter walks through the ruins
Carries the wounds
Carries the scars
Ah Ah

And the apocalypse ends here
The apocalypse ends here
The apocalypse ends here
The apocalypse ends here

I am
A martyr
A saint
A sinner
Taken
From refuge
Long before
You were here

Destruction
Is all around
My courage
All drowned
But hope springs eternal.

Yeah the street fighter walks through the ruins
Carries the wounds
Carries the scars
Ah Ah

The apocalypse ends here

And It will all become clear
That the apocalypse ends here
The apocalypse ends here
The apocalypse ends here!

Discography

Rhythm Is A Killer EP - Self Released. 2011. BBC Merseyside air play. BBC 2 air play. Janice Long.

This Is Blitzkrieg EP - TBC date. ETA Early 2012.

Set List

Blitzkrieg
The Snow
We're Not In Love
Honest To God
Rhythm Is A Killer
The Truth Is Your Sword
My City