Migrating Birds

Migrating Birds

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Transatlantic flights have landed the Migrating Birds in Montreal, playing music as diverse as their origins. Influenced by electronica, folk and Indian cuisine the band's style continues to morph and spice the local scene. If you’re comfortable with assorted flavours this menu is for you.

Biography

Migrating Birds began after a group of Montreal immigrants decided to fight the cold winter nights by sharing sound waves and crackling microphones. With influences ranging from rock to bottom, our music is characteristic of a certain folk rock revival, blending rhythmic variations with melodic sensibility. A few electro pop songs are thrown into the mix for good measure. In 2008 we played many city gigs, recorded a 4-track EP self-release and produced our very first music video. We are currently involved in the production of an album to be launched in fall 2009. With the album’s promotion in mind, we wish to spread our wings over an Empire on which the sun never sets: the Empire of rock n roll!

Recent press review:

"Montreal 4-piece whose dark music is reminiscent of English avant-garde groups like Hood. Hints of folkyness are vanquished by shoegazy verses and flyaway choruses."

www.subba-cultcha.com

Lyrics

Galaxy Sweethearts

Written By: Chris Fox

It's a cold dark night at the Mill
The Stars are winking at the frozen lake topping while rodents rustle in the bushes
There is no wind
There are two Lovers, arms round each other, observing the wonders of the sky
Which is crystal clear due to the cold night

Staring at the Stars
Young Galaxy Sweethearts
Feel the Pull & Push
Of Magnetic Bodies

These two stars in Love
Dance their magnetic waltz
Young Galaxy Sweethearts
Independent Bodies

On the lake there are birds frozen into waves
Dead stars shine their light hoping to stir molecules to life
Meanwhile the lovers have laid down, their gaze now directed at each other
Under the blanket the boy is showing the girl his telescope

Staring at the Stars
Young Galaxy Sweethearts
Feel the Pull & Push
Of Magnetic Bodies

These two stars in Love
Dance their magnetic waltz
Young Galaxy Sweethearts
Independent Bodies

Independent Bodies
Dance their magnetic waltz

Atari vs Commodore

Written By: Chris Fox


Once upon a time there was a boy called John, he had a brother called Ozz
They used to lived in St Agnes Road, near to the old convent
The brothers had a planned out path they used to take along the pavement on their BMXes
They named key areas of the route such as mine fields, scratchy bush and vampire bats
John was often found throwing marbles down the drain and making go-karts from old pram wheels
It has been said he collected panini football stickers because he really liked the smell
The brothers liked invading the old convent dressed in camo and carrying plastic guns
And John used to get into arguments with his friend Gaz about who's computer was better

Commodore 64 is better, Commodore 64 is better
Atari Atari Atari Atari
Atari doesn't figure

They had an inflatable space capsule and were both distraught when it got a puncture and they couldn't use it anymore
They used to make camps in a place called the triangle, Brunty used to break the camps

John played transformers, made a base from cut grass. He was decepticons but he forgot something....

Jetfire's an Autobot, Jetfire's an Autobot
Jetfire's an Autobot but he was decepticons
Brunty broke the camp, Brunty broke the camp
Brunty broke the camp, the camp fell down
And Jetfire's an Autobot but he was Decepticons

Commodore 64 is better, Commodore 64 is better
Atari Atari Atari Atari
Atari doesn't figure
Commodore 64 is better, Commodore 64 is better
Atari Atari Atari Atari
Atari doesn't figure

Atari Atari Atari Atari..........

Fearless

Written By: Chris Fox

I'll make out with your eyes if you want me to
In the morning we'll escape with our lives
And I wonder would we stick like lone statues here
The comet coming the border in its sights

It says the West took hold but its a typo
Clear their graves in the fall
Fearless, Invincible

Calling to the Beat, I feel the drum
The curtain has fallen and we're all numb
And I'll be in for the Tango when it is done
It'll be Muy!yuM, Muy!yuM, Muy!yuM

It says the West took hold but its a typo
Clear their graves in the fall
Fearless, Invincible

I'll be in Surgery
I'll be the star Twinkling Bright
Changes Converting Satellites
It kills to give you up
Day by Day my mind is breaking oh

Summer's Treasure

Written By: Chris Fox


Summer finds your tree
Carves our names into the trunk
When it leaves the Bark will Grow
Over the Heart that sits below

Words are Hidden but still record
Love that was and remains still
Here

I'll sit cross-legged, see the Sun set on Summer

Come then to war
Heart forsaken on the Tree
you make me sign
Inked Parchment has died
Honestly

Words are Hidden but still record
Love that was and remains still
Here

I'll sit cross-legged as we rode alone
As we rode alone, as we rode

As we rode alone, as we rode
As we rode alone, as we rode

Migrating Birds

Written By: Chris Fox

Hey, you've got it made
the package on the front porch you're kicking it to me
Things that you have claimed
start to multiply
The President of the Hour, the Pockets that are full
We'll bet on a Sunny last day

Day Day
All the Birds Birds Birds
Eat the Grain, Grain, Grain
That is Grown, Grown, Grown
Then they Fly, Fly, Fly
Welcome Back, they're floating by
Flowing back
Back to where they go
Back to where they know

So, Possessions comfort us
After things that we don't own
You ask me 'bout my fashion shoes
I tell you where to get 'em
They start to Multipy
The urge you can't control
Its filling up your House
Your House
Your House
Your House

Hey, Hey, Hey
All the Birds Birds Birds
Eat the Grain, Grain, Grain
That is Grown, Grown, Grown
Then they Fly, Fly, Fly
Welcome Back, they're floating by
Flowing back
Back to where they go
Back to where they know

Head up Boy you're gonna hit the Ground
Head up Boy Keep you head down

My Window

Written By: Chris Fox

This narrow Corridor
its straight-line checkered floor
tapers to a point
Fluorescent Lights are dim
No rays of Sun creep in
An Announcement on the intercom

An Exit
Is open
You can make it
There's time

My Window is open
For you to climb up in
Break through the locks and chains
Bars that cover the windowpane

If I had hair I'd let it down
But it has fallen out
That flickering light
I look out and see the man,
in his victory stance
Cheating all the little ones

An Exit
Is open
You can make it
There's time

My Window is open
For you to climb up in
Break through the locks and chains
Bars that cover the windowpane
And save me please
through my window
You're my Lifeline

Discography

Migrating Birds EP - played on multiple podcasts and radio shows. Songs:
Fearless - played on CJAD, Montreal
Atari vs Commodore
Summer's Treasure
Migrating Birds - played on CBC Radio 1, Montreal

Set List

Sets average 45 minutes- 1 hour, depending on guest musicians; we do the occasional cover on special occasions.
Set list example:
Migrating Birds
My Window
Cure For Electrocution
Little Sail
Atari Vs Commodore
Summer's Treasure
Metropolis Meltdown
Machine
Fearless