The Murder Plans

The Murder Plans

 Ottawa, Ontario, CAN
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“Have you heard about The Murder Plans? I think they would have most Canadians jumping for joy, shimmying across kitchen floors everywhere, hollering in their sedans with the windows up… Ottawa can’t keep these plans and hoard them any longer.” - Amanda Putz, CBC Radio

Biography


The Murder Plans are an Ottawa foursome whose brooding, cathartic sound has garnered them comparisons to the likes of Wilco, Constantines, The Talking Heads and Leonard Cohen. Formed in a basement apartment in the winter of 2007, Nicholas Descarie (percussion), Joel Jacques (keys), Connor McGuire (guitar, vocals) and Michael Simon (bass, vocals) have become known for their evocative harmonies, vibrant keys and autumnal lyrics inspired by the wind-whipped cityscape of the Nation’s Capital. From their auspicious beginnings - they were awarded Honourable Mentions in both the Best New Artist and Best Album categories in the Ottawa Xpress 2007 Reader’s Poll for their self-titled EP - The Murder Plans have since played sold-out concerts with The Sadies, Winter Gloves, Hey Rosetta! and Lowest of the Low and were featured on the CBC Radio 3 Track of the Day podcast in a week that also featured The Deadly Snakes and You Say Party!. Their highly anticipated first full-length album, Good Omens, was released to widespread critical acclaim in September of 2010 and has been featured by music critics as a top album of 2010.

Lyrics

Tell A Lie

Written By: The Murder Plans

I think there’s something wrong with me
I can not tell a lie
But that’s a lie
Well then I guess I’m doing fine
I think that I just think too much sometimes
But I think that’s alright
But then I think otherwise

And words they don’t come easily
You know what they say about your enemies
So I keep them close to me
And the night is like a currency
I’m spending mine on these quiet streets
I pass King Edward and the Queen
and I pass the Good Shepard and his sheep
and I think we’re all the same when we sleep

As the sun comes up I know,
I know, I know
As the band packs up and goes
I know, I know
As the rest of us go home
I know, I know
I know, you know

Hurt Somebody

Written By: The Murder Plans

I don’t think that we’re strong enough
She’s got this thing where she believes in forever
And I, I believe that my common touch
Has left a bruise maybe, somewhere near your thigh
I’m a complicated man
I was a complicated boy

She only sleeps with the TV on
So it’s bright but the moon is so much brighter
And I, I’m looking up from the neighbours lawn
She’s looking down at the flicker of my lighter
And I, I’m a complicated man
I was a complicated child

And this boy’s out to hurt somebody
Hurt somebody, Hurt somebody
And this boy’s out to hurt somebody
Hurt somebody, Hurt somebody

I’m always looking for an alibi
But I never expect you to lie
So if they ask you just bat your eyes,
Hike up you skirt and show some thigh
I’m a complicated man
I was a complicated child

And this boy’s out to hurt somebody
Hurt somebody, Hurt somebody

And where I’m going
You can’t go there
And what I’m doing
I can’t tell you
You know this won’t last
You know I won’t

Picked up my car from the impound lot
I drove it down to the pier but baby I didn’t stop
And I’m a complicated boy
They say what a complicated child

And this boy’s out to hurt somebody
Hurt somebody, Hurt somebody

Hour Hands

Written By: The Murder Plans

Wait,
You wait for the sun
For morning to break
For the light to wake you up

You wait,
You put the kettle on
You watch and you wait,
Despite what they say
The water gets warm, the water still boils

But it’s not what you’re waiting for

You wait,
But your news paper is late
But what could it say?
What could have changed?
What does it matter anyway?
It’s not what you’re waiting for
Not sure what you’re waiting for

You can’t hold back the hour hands
You can’t stop falling grains of sand
You can try to keep time with your hands
But you’ve got to give it all back

You wait,
You wait for the sun
The sun to descend
But what happens when it comes up again?
Maybe tomorrow will hold
What you’re waiting for

You can’t hold back the hour hands
You can’t stop falling grains of sand
You can try to keep time with your hands
But you’ve got to give it all back
You can try to keep time with your hands
But you’ve got to give it all back

She’s got no sympathy
So she will never leave you alone
If you try, try to leave
She will sink in her teeth to the bone
But she’s got what you need
So you know you’ll just have to hold on

And wait

Someday I Won't

Written By: The Murder Plans

Well I’m consecutive
Won’t make executive
And though I set the date
I’m several hours late

And you, well you go to bed so tired
I know why I
I shouldn’t cross you
But I never know
What I shouldn’t say
So I never mind
It’s Okay I don’t mind

And there are ghosts of me
You’ve seen them too
Well I’ve heard them
They hide behind the sun
Then they come at you
Oh how they come for you
You hang with chorus girls
You’ll die on Main St. son
You wan’t to hang with us
You’ll die on Main St.
I never know
What I shouldn’t do
So I just don’t mind
It’s okay I don’t mind

Look at me, now look at you
You make love and me I screw
But it don’t matter anymore
It don’t matter anymore

Got to get things straight
You got souls at stake
You got a call to make
We all got souls, souls at stake

I’ve been like this forever
But someday I won’t
And I’ll be with you forever
But someday I won’t

Discography

The Murder Plans EP (2007)
Good Omens, early EP release (June 2010)
Good Omens, full length album release (September 2010)

Set List

Typical set runs 45 to 60 minutes of original material.