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This album would not have been possible without the help and ongoing support of a few great people. First and foremost, a huge thanks to Tom Hill for recording the sessions and putting up with constant lateness and erratic schedule! To Ali for generally being a fantastic human being, and for taking the time out to appear on this CD. To Giles for ebing the Guru to my Karate Kid, Arrested Development, Bullseye, the tremendous support and for appearing on the CD too. To my fantastic housemates Jordan, Lewis, Monique and Saul, for having to deal with loud guitars until the early hours, late arrivals back home and dealing with all the bullshit. To my parents and my sister Katie for their constant ongoing support and belief. To Phillip Mann for being a huge source of knowledge and guidance on this ridiculous musical journey. To Zarif at What Otter Records and The Math Rock Blog for liking the music (!) and helping make this come into fruition. To Sara, Andy, Tom and everyone at CMC. To Milly Nicholson for chai lattes, and for all the design work. To Asya, without whom, this would not have ever come together.
And of course, thank you so much, for all your support, for checking out the band and coming to a show

credits

released March 25, 2013

Marcus Gooda - Instruments and Vocals

Additional help from:
Giles Pratt - Bass
Alexander Esp- Drums

Recorded and Produced by Tom Hill in a bedroom in Surbiton and a mansion in Kingston.
Mixed and Mastered by Tom Hill
Designs by www.millynicholson.me

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The Yacht Club London, UK

Marcus Gooda
Sam Rose
Alexander Esp
Alex Bramwell
Jack Holland

The Yacht Club is an electric rock outfit, started in 2013.

“What you guys can expect from this ep? Just good music with the beautiful 90s influence mixed with Math Rock. That is, AWESOME!”: Breaking the Music
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Track Name: Hopeless
Back at the start of the storyboard
We watched our breath dance as frozen thoughts
Adjust the lights and get the dialogue just right
A neverous smile super imposed

Heavy hearts, made weightless
Picture stills in motion
A time lapse scene stood bare for all to see

The frames flickered
The cogs and wheels ceased to turn
I swear when we touched the earth moved

This is no adaptation from the photographs pinned to your wall
Undeveloped polaroid memories
Bittersweet and amplified

The frames flickered
The cogs and wheels ceased to turn
I swear when we touched the earth moved

The script was rewritten all the scenes acted out
The only thing to do was notate the score
So I'll go back to act one, back to the opening shots
Back to the day the earth moved.
Track Name: Get Your Damn Hands Off Her!
3am dance floor scenes,
Uncomfortable social circles
In the earliest of hours, the nerves and the fidgets occurred

I would have spilled out the words if not for the knot in my gut or my tongue

The playing of cards and the showing of hands, all down to the leading me away from the bar

Flock to the floor like moths to a flame,
we've got fires in our hearts and heat in our steps
"One more couldn't hurt at all"
But that means there will be an awful lot of smoke!

Held tight
Bright lights
Thick air
and Drunken stares
Like a switched we made up our minds
Realised

Flock to the floor like moths to a flame,
we've got fires in our hearts and heat in our steps
"One more couldn't hurt at all"
But that means there will be an awful lot of smoke!

Flock to the floor....
Track Name: 1.21 Gigawatts
Empathy is wasted when you sit around in apathy
Cold clear cut indifference
Lips buttoned tightly shut
We could talk each other black and blue; vocalise fisticuffs
But your words hit harder than any stick or stone

Tell me why do you put us under the question mark?
Are the smallest of answers too much to ask?
And tell me why do you keep running?
And how am I supposed to argue in one way conversations when it's clear enough you'll already win?

Glazed eyes don't cry: fixed on the wall
Silently fighting your private confidential war
I'll keep trying to open up the doors
But you've changed all the locks and swallowed the key

Tell me why do you put us under the question mark?
Are the smallest of answers too much to ask?
And tell me why do you keep running?
And how am I supposed to argue in one way conversations when it's clear enough you'll already win?
Track Name: Red Mocassins
Lately i've been thinking of ways to push forward the hands of the clock, counting the air mailes and hours difference
Lately i've been thinking of nights spent apart, and nights spent together and how the latter seemed to be far more action than words.

During those nights, I'd remember us in your room sitting on your bed,
Cross legged, working out the words and the chords and the melodies
You played upon my mind all night when you played my guitar

It's raining in June, a matching mood that's so typically English
The weather sighs and bends the trees outside
Whipping up, a whirlwind of words so turbulent that matched the feelings that you would impart
A flustering beating of hearts
(I'll cast off in paper boats with holes in the sails and cardboard anchors)

During those nights, I'd remember us in your room sitting on your bed,
Cross legged, working out the words and the chords and the melodies
You played upon my mind all night when you played my guitar

I'll cast off in paper boats with holes in the sails and cardboard anchors
Fighting surging waves I'll set my course throughout the night
To tell you this will all be fine.
Track Name: Me Too
I could lay here for hours
Wrapped up in last night's sheets
And hold you so close that dawn itself is too shy to look through the curtains
As morning talks our shallow yawns will pass the time
Your finger tracing the outline of my tattoos
Such a welcome change from waking up alone
So many miles from home
But who'd have known that home was two flights of stairs away?