Paper Mache

Paper Mache

BandFolkRock

Biography

Originally the title adopted to represent the singer/songwriter material of Chelsea Seth Woodward, the name Paper Mache has evolved into what is now a three piece lineup consisting of Woodward, Matt Denison, Chris Rindall.

Although only together since the Spring of 06,’ Paper Mache has already toured the Midwest and West Coast, been featured on the front page of Purevolume as a pure pick to look out for, ranked as #2 on Myspace’s polls for unsigned bands in Washington, played the SXSW festival in Austin, TX for 06’ and 07,’ and graced such note worthy stages as the Whisky A Go Go and Viper Room in Hollywood, CA.

Known for their inspired lyrics and dynamic, atmospheric, instrumentation, the group draws comparison to such major artists as Bright Eyes, Snow Patrol, Brand New, and Coldplay.

Lyrics

Weathervane

Written By: Chelsea Seth Woodward

Matthew play me Trail of Dead
Helps me forget for a little bit
Just where I am and where I'm not
What I have and what I haven't got
The last few years have been a mess
Too many drugs, and drinks, and cigarettes
We put our best friends in the ground
We fell in love, then fell right out
If you're the wind
I want to be a weather vane
Which way you blow
I want to go
All you have to do is my point me…
In the right direction
Every babe kneeled by its bed
Recites the prayer of innocence
God bless Mom, and God bless Dad,
Siblings, friends, and people who have passed
Maybe I forgot how to pray
The sacraments get in my way
I close my eyes and grip my hands
I think real hard, but my mind drifts
I don't count my assets, only my debts
I count calories instead of how I'm blessed
I forget the ones who've stayed all along
Only think of those who've done me wrong
For all the lies that made it grow
It's hard to look out passed my nose
There's a part of me that's always known
Screaming out, "I told you so!"
There's a Cuspian girl with a heart so bright
It burnt sunspots onto my eyes
I could close them or try and look away
But she's always there; she's always there for me
If you are the wind
I want to be a weather vane
Which way you blow
I want to go
All you have to do is point me…
In the right direction

Prettiest Paint

Written By: Chelsea Seth Woodward

Annie, try and get some sleep love
your eyes look so heavy
and the monster beneath your bed dear
won't bother you anymore
he's coming to stay with me
If the weight of your woes
are too much to handle
hand them on over to me
cause sometimes everyone needs a little more than they've got
and someone else has got more than they need
We'll stand, hand in hand, on my roof and watch
the ants scatter when the lights get turned on
the waves will come crashing in
they flicker like flames against the walls
but we'll never flinch
Are you scared?
Not a chance! Maybe a little bit
Every good book must end I guess
So close your eyes, smile, and promise not to peak
as Spokane, WA slips back into the sea
Pressure for penetration
unrealistic goals to have magazine faces
symmetrical Starbucks religion
an antiquated earth with a luke warm indifference
But I wouldn’t change a thing
the worlds an ugly canvas, but you're the prettiest paint
Sometimes you might need a little more than you've got
and someone else has got more than they need
We'll stand hand in hand on my roof and watch
the ants scatter when the lights turn on
the waves will come crashing in
they flicker like flames against the walls
but we'll never flinch
Are you scared?
Not a chance! Maybe a little bit
Every good book must end I guess
So close your eyes, smile, promise not to peak
as Spokane, WA slips back into the sea

Hindsight

Written By: Chelsea Seth Woodward

My "is" got turned into "was" again and "are followed suit and turned into "were" then proper prefixes turned lovers to exes and now we're just strangers but we used to be good friends
like pretend ends in "end" ends in "end"
Well hindsights a blister, shows up when the hard works done
taunting pain to remind you just how you messed up
and when you think that it's everybody else’s fault, it's probably yours all along
Well I got your wedding invitation today, a pretty little picture and a baby on the way. But I wasn’t mad I've got no room to speak, and honestly he seems like the type of guy I'd like to meet
you deserve everything and anything, everything
Hindsights a blister shows up when the hard works done taunting paint to remind you just how you messed up and when you think that its everybody else’s fault it's probably yours all along probably yours along probably mine all along probably mine all along probably mine all along

Discography

Debts To Pay (2006)

Set List

Favorite Excuse
Dear Jonas
Untitled
Mix tape 2
The Prettiest Paint
The Vaccine
Bus Stop
Flowerbeds
Weathervane
Hindsight
Kindred Spirit