in miniature

in miniature

BandFolkAcoustic

in miniature songs sound like being in the middle of nowhere with friends, feverish dreaming, familiar stories that you can’t quite remember, told by people long gone, and the harmonic last breath of two birds killed with one beautiful stone.

Biography

Erin and Stefanie met at a costume party on a houseboat off the Gulf of Mexico. Erin was dressed as e.e.cummings and Stefanie as William Carlos Williams. Their love for diminutive lettering and economy of language naturally made them fast friends. In fact, their first conversation consisted of just four words, “may I sit?” “yes.” After meeting again at an open mike in Chicago, Erin and Stefanie started writing songs and playing around town. As in miniature, they endeared themselves to audiences with their smart, sad, and sweet songs. in miniature puts on intimate shows and they obviously love playing together. In fact, Stefanie has been known to say that if they were tone deaf, they would play Scrabble instead of writing songs. (sometimes they do.) in miniature recently finished their first recording with engineer and musician, Dave Whitcomb of Stray Dog Recording. After one show following the ep, a friendly percussionist mused that everyone should be allowed to play with in miniature. Stefanie and Erin are looking forward to putting this plan into action, asking for audience participation and performing with a rotating cast of talented musicians. This summer, in miniature participated in the Music With Meaning festival in Chicago, and have just returned from playing in Baltimore. in miniature songs sound like being in the middle of nowhere with friends, feverish dreaming, familiar stories that you can’t quite remember, told by people long gone, and the harmonic last breath of two birds killed with one beautiful stone.

Lyrics

gone

Written By: erin frisby/stefanie kohn

i was a gambler, i played the odds.
too quick to draw, too hard a fall.
now you're gone.

i was a locksmith with only one key.
it was the one you'd given to me.
now you're gone.

i tried to turn two into four.
pushing my luck with every
knock on the door.
you said you would leave, but i'd
heard it all before.

i was a poet with only one line.
you saw it comin' and changed your mind. now you're gone.

i was a dream without any sleep,
delirious and stumbling.
now you're gone.

i tried to rhyme without all the reasons.
opened a door to let you in.
only to find i'd been sleepwalking.

i was a gunslinger far from home.
last one standing is left alone.
now you're gone.

i was a prayer that was only a whisper.
i was the wind that brushed your shoulder.
i was the bird who sang at your window.

Discography

self-titled ep, 2006

Set List

our typical set is between ten and twelve songs which works out to be around forty minutes, but we have enough material to do twice that. we have not done covers, but are thinking about adding one or two.
here is a typical set list:
wayward confession
gone
call it in the air
lonestar souvenir
nothing at all
barefoot lullabye
drown
tornado
don't call me goodnight
driving blind
factory clock
you know the way