Banshee Cypher

by Television Rd

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Music and lyrics by Television Rd.
Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Harley Butt at Acrylic Recording.
Live off the floor.

Sara O. Shahsavari - vocals, percussion, keyboard
Duncan Mackinnon - electric guitar
Jay Mackinnon - bass
Daniel McNally - drum kit
Daniel Collins - keyboard, guitar, melodica, vocals, percussion

Featuring:
Erin McLaughlin - original spoken word poetry (Lavender Town)
Julian Del Bel Belluz - saxophone (Banshee Cypher and Sweat it Out)

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At times embracing darker subject matter with a "free-wheeling sense of fun," there's a "gleeful bizarreness" to Television Rd that marks the work of a "band with ambition, playfulness, and a truly unique voice on the Peterborough scene." - Electric City Magazine

electriccitymagazine.ca/2016/01/television-rd-banshee-cypher/

"For a young band, the instrumentation is solid. Ostrowska’s deep, sultry voice is perfect for the band’s sound, adding a bit more haunting qualities on the darker tracks and providing that burst of energy during the more upbeat tracks. The next step for them is to achieve a bit of notoriety outside of the hamlet of Peterborough. Get to know this young band, who just might be Canada’s next great export." - The Revue

therevue.ca/2015/04/08/hidden-gem-television-rd/

Watch the video for "Lavender Town" on Exclaim! here:
exclaim.ca/music/article/television_rd-lavender_town_hula_hoop_dream_video

Check out the videos for "Feeder Road" and "The Squares" as well:
exclaim.ca/music/article/television_rd-feeder_road_the_squares_videos

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released October 2, 2015

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Television Rd Peterborough, Ontario

TV Rd is a weirdo Peterborough band that does jazzy/psych/punk/alt rock, worldly rhythms, and unexpected left turns.

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Track Name: Vision Hill (Nogojiwanong)
Underneath the rubble, your souls exist
Atop the hill to radio wave bliss
Broadcasting the screams and wails of ancestors past

Chorus:
Gives a whole new meaning to the static feedback
Bodies rotting under roads paved black
Who do you love?
And what makes you kill?
Broadcasting live from Vision Hill

Colonizing coffins, bad neighbours, dream catchers
You’ll never know the truth
Honestly, can’t we do better?
Unfolding the same story forever and ever

Chorus

The smell of gold in the mist
Burial ground without peace
They’ll put up some cash and sell you a scene

Chorus

The spiritual waters are shallow
The towers are tall, they say don’t bother
But you can, if you try
Paving your way, paying your way

At the place at the end of the rapids!

Forever and ever and ever and ever…
Track Name: TV PARTY
Heads up!
TV slut
Yea, me too!
TV til I’m blue
Low mood?
You need TV food
Channel 6, man, fall on my face it is time to do a keg stand

Not like High Tide
Orgy, Suicide
Grandma had a wave to ride
But the new ideas have died

Dizzy?
Get busy!
Make love to it.
Anything for a hit!
I jump up.
I strut my stuff
TV is vain, we need water it starts to rain but…

Not like high tide
Wasted, they hide
No longer do we ask why
So to change we wave goodbye

Fresh...

Drink up!
You're out of luck
Succexy, all dead irony
It's quick sand,
Make-up TV land
Call my bluff,
The time has come to shut that shit off!

Not like high tide
Fuck it, I tried
Apathy will leave you dry
The vain will drown and die

The waves are crashing,
it's hard to breathe
Too much static,
can't see my dream
I'd die for you,
but you just live for the screen
Track Name: Bruxism
Open up those droopy eyelids and see them whine
She turned to her and asked "girl, what’s on your mind?”
The girl was way down, she said “it’s time for a line!”
But don’t do lines!
Cuz they make your teeth grind

Chicken heads and speed freaks out on the prowl
Meet me back at the hotel an hour from now
You asked me how to get there and I’ll show you how
It’s the cat’s meow
Don’t be sour

DON’T BE SOUR!

It’s backwards
The dance of the flash floor
But it’s time to cut the cord
Jump forward.
Crump til your ass hurts
Wiggle like a worm

Bright like a Christmas tree
Telly making history
Track Name: Feeder Road
Follow you down to your canine pit
To the feeding point, that’s when we see it
Parallel hearts that rarely meet
Not until the feeding point do we touch feet

Sometimes on a Saturday night
Often the vibe is just right
Grab a partner and scan them over
Migraine pressure, red rover

And the weather is volatile
Bask in the glory of the sunshine while you still can

Bask in your presence
Wait for the light
Darling your charm miscarries the night
My heels are too tight
Wait for the night and…

Loosen…

The lead up is grueling
But it's no one's fault
Soon we'll be together
The walking dead halt
And cry for their mothers
You can see them in the stands
Conveyor belt congregation
A thousand horses dormant and waiting

Feed me to your fantasy
Line them up for slaughter
Molotov birthday party
Recess forever
Television never

Loosen...

Eyes on the prize
Too busy to realize
Empty-hearted, it never started
It never will too
I've been a fool for you

Keep it down,
Take a breath,
and play that song.
to death!
Track Name: The Squares
The mad dogs are running free
Didn’t understand that we were the normal ones
So I guess the meat won
Been a thousand years since freedom died

No sun today
The sunless chapter that no one believes in
A mix-matched degenerate army
It’s disgusting, kick it around

What’s it to me?
Something real, something to believe in
A paper bag that I can breathe in
The reason why the squares are leaving

Catch your dream

Is she horny?
Is she tall?
Did she love him and what’s she running from?
She knows we want to lynch someone
She’s disgusting, kick her around

Someone was singing in the background
Heads up, the hacks are on the way
Take all the bad people up to Springfield
Beat them up and chain them to happiness

It’s a shame that the squares wrote the blacklist
Time for the revolution of the classless
Lock it up in case there’s a crash, hun
Another bust and it won’t be the last one

Catch your dream

No sun today
Been a thousand years and I’m so tired
What’s she running from?
I guess they really got me too
What’s it to me?
Something real, something to believe in
Time for the revolution of the classless
Someone was singing in the background…

Catch your dream
Track Name: Lavender Town (hula hoop dream)
Don’t fret, there’s no glory
Everything is temporary
This too shall pass
Hold the laughing gas

Will the sun rise in time?
Never be sorry, gurl
Hold yer head high

Feel your toes in the grass
Honeybear, don’t be crass
It takes two to fly

Ahhhhhh
Hula-hoop dream

Poem written and performed by Erin McLaughlin:

Fall forwards
And you're wasted
Into oblivion
Star speckled face of the universe

Fall backwards
Towards your fading history
Drown in muted memories
Or cravings for your earliest life

Fall forwards
You're sinking into a void
Of nothingness
of knowlessness

It will steal away your sight
Trick you into thinking
you're getting closer to it
The most complex mirage

Stretching forward
As you chase the end
Not realizing that the end
Doesn't exist

Stand stagnant
All is moving quickly still
But the quickness is calm
Your bare feet steady on a stone in a stream

Time and space rushing past you
Drenching your skin the hem of your pants
Yanking your arms back
And arresting you

Nothing but darkness ahead of you
you're staring into a vacuum
Shadowy recollections behind you Diluted images
But vivid surrounds you

And you realize that time and space
Can be redirected
Simply by standing still

Let nothing remain below you
Stand not on the earth but in the stars
And be free
Track Name: Banshee Cypher
Hooked up to the I.V.
Honey, quit your starin’
Lost my warmth for the promise of bliss
Low hanging fruit you can see in the distance

Don’t listen to a half-cocked smile
Loose the jacket crocodile
Cog of the dark cloud in the end
Spread your wings, dissident!

Break yourself and start again
The night is passing by, my friend
I’m not the killing type but your love’s lived past the hype

Milked and ostracized
You’re the server and the platter of lies
Wash your hands, watch it all fall
Film plot ending, sneak a peak through the wall

Take a step inside this practical home of mine
Hook sink and swallow, the bigger the bone the more hollow

Break yourself and start again
The night is passing by, my friend
I’m not the killing type but your love’s lived past the hype

Break! Your! Self!
Track Name: Sweat it Out
There’s a chemical solution
For the nightmare you’ve been living
A pill to make the monsters go away
A solution to the problem
A reboot for your memory
Available today

Sweat it out, sweat it out!
Ahhhhhhh oooooooooo

Nerves and muscles tense and slacken
Stimulation over coming
All the doubts and all the worries
as you slip into your skin

The past is just a blur
And the future is an animal
All the blood and sweat and glory,
softens skin

Sweat it out, sweat it out!
Ahhhhhhh oooooooooo

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