Orphan Choir

Orphan Choir

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Traditional punk rock spirit and ethics, influenced by the noisy elements of early nineties indie rock, while drawing subtle influences from American country and folk rock.

Biography

After nearly a decade of playing in various noteworthy punk, hardcore, and metal bands, the collective members of Orphan Choir made a decision in early 2006 to try something new. Drawing primarily from the country and folk music each member grew up hearing from their grandparents, the original blueprint for the band was laid out. The goal was to incorporate said country influence with the energy and intensity they loved and created within the punk rock community since their early teens. Inspired by other such hybrid acts as the Pogues, Against Me, Lucero, Uncle Tupelo, and Defiance Ohio, the group hit the ground running and self recorded and released a four song demo in the summer of 2006. As with any bands growth, more influences slowly leaked in and the band eventually incorporated more driving, noisy elements to some songs, akin to early nineties indie pioneers like Archers of Loaf, Built to Spill, and Slint. After playing frequently in the Windsor/Detroit area, and armed with a new batch of songs, they headed into Chemical Sound in Toronto Ontario in late 2006 to record with veteran producer and C'mon front man Ian Blurton. With a new recording, a mounting release schedule, and plans to tour frequently, 2007 is going to be a busy and productive year for one of Canada’s hardest working bands. From DIY basement shows to large stages, they are comfortable playing any and every show.

Lyrics

burning ash again

Written By: Jim Meloche

When the slow sun cuts through those blinds, Two dreams die at once. Projecting crooked prison bars, Onto bare, dimly lit walls. Wake and see, though your eyes are sore. What was lost was never the cure. If you lose another week, they’ll laugh themselves to death. If you cry yourself to sleep, you let them catch their breath. You’re conceiving and delivering sleepless nights to me. You’re birthing roots that strangle. Whether you’re laying on your back, or standing ten feet tall. It follows you until you face it. Night comes for us all. You can feel it on your teeth. You can taste it on her grin. When you swallow broken glass. When your burning ash again. It’s caked under your nails. And it echoes in your chest. It hangs under your eyes. And the smell is all that’s left. Whether you’re laying on your back, or standing ten feet tall. It follows you until you face it. Night comes for us all.

fatigue monologue

Written By: Jim Meloche

Old souls will die a thousand times. Retrace familiar steps to the gallows every night. Everyone takes your advice but you. Everyone tastes your last breath but you. Fresh faces force an uneasy grin. While old bones still struggle in new skin. The swollen prophets starved wisdom. Night falls down hard like a guillotine. Caffeine can’t cure this fatigue. The somnambulist’s waking dream. Old souls will die a thousand times. Retrace familiar steps to the gallows every night. Everyone takes your advice but you. Everyone tastes your last breath but you. A mirror full of strangers. Their faces full of fear. A back full of friendly fire. Faces another wasted year. Old words keep young eyes rolling. A dead language rarely spoken. Falls on thousands of deaf ears. Sleepwalk through nightmares. They crawl through their best days. Scratch out their own eyes. As the blindfold is raised.

Discography

-Demo 2006 CDR (self released)
-Orphan Choir / the Establishment- split 7" (march 2007)

Set List

-burning ash again
-fatigue monologue
-haunt the highways
-cross your fingers
-truck stop vows
-owls lullaby
-everything in past tense
+ three new untitled tracks