The Recorder

by Kobayashi

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about

In the early days of Kobayashi, a prominent music-industry figure was asked to appraise our performance at a local Battle of the Bands. His wine-fueled but nonetheless enthusiastic response was that our music should be “buried, so that future generations can see what was to come”.

A ludicrous notion really, since music is there to be listened to, not preserved for posterity but, for a predominantly live band, making a record often feels like you’re doing exactly that. The song itself - that gig-honed collective consciousness of the group - is suddenly frozen, robbed of further evolution by the very act of committing it to tape. Even with all the marvelous technology employed in the art of capturing these sounds, there is something that seems kind of archaic about the process, as if you’re saying, “That’s it - you’re done” to the music.

But this was very much the feeling within the band during the making of this long-player. Of course we think it’s our most accomplished set of songs - musicians always do - but, more than that, it seemed as if we were deliberately attempting to cement something of Kobayashi within the amber of time.

This is technically only our second album but it consolidates the experiences of a long and flexuous journey. The first record took eighteen months to make, in many ways this one was longer. In addition to the snatched sessions and a diary-bending schedule that contributed to its writing and production, there was a feeling of all our previous incarnations flowing to this point. So yes - The Recorder: a musical instrument, a sonic reproduction device, an archivist and chronicler of these, our very best of times.

credits

released December 1, 2014

Kobayashi are Mark Durham, James Rampton, Matt Searles & Alan Stead.

The Recorder was engineered, mixed and mastered by Matt Searles and James Rampton.

Additional programing by Matt Searles and James Rampton.

Thanks to Gareth Cox for the mics.

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Kobayashi Croydon, UK

Kobayashi are a strange band.

Not strange as in weird (except, maybe, for guitarist Alan) but strange as in hard-to-define. Linkin Park, Basement Jaxx, Roxy Music, Queen, James Brown, Tom Waits, The Stooges, Gomez, Bowie and Muse are just some of the artists we’ve been compared to. We don’t try to sound like any of them. ... more

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Track Name: Long Division
A twenty-four hour-a-day heart attack
A ninety-nine mile an hour collision
I feel the prickle and the crawl, it’s moving down my back
Under the weight of all the constant long division

Atop a pyramid that covers principalities
I see that history is due for some revision
Let’s smooth the edges of a jagged, cold reality
And be prepared to feel the glow of their derision

So what if we depend
On something other in the end?

A single moment stretched until the very world could crack
The breathless seconds of escaping from a dream
A projector that is infinitely looping back
The suffocation as our eyes behold the screen

These are the moments of the hours of the days and years
In which we live as we await emancipation
How could we know that when the anaesthetic stays our fears
Then life itself is cured with such an operation
Track Name: What You See Is
We create our own microcosm
That way we won't be forgotten
We exist outside their time
It makes it hard, so hard to shine
We spend so long in darkened rooms
We build the worlds, we write the tunes

What you see it what you get but there is much more to come yet
Yeah there's another part
What you see it what you get but there is much more to come yet
There's darkness in my heart

This right here is my reward
It's bittersweet, it's neat but flawed
But I thank you, everyone who cares enough for what we've done
Who knows what's going to happen next
I don't predict, I don't expect
The things we do with all the hours

What you see it what you get but there is much more to come yet
Yeah there's another part
What you see it what you get but there is much more to come yet
There's darkness in my heart

To blossom into precious flowers
Track Name: No More Mr Nice Guy
I’ve got no more grace to use
I’ve got no more face to lose

Divide and conquer

So much for the dialogue
Oh conversation’s such a slog
I care too much what they think
I need to run before I sink

No more Mr Nice Guy

Social engineering
Now you are the key
A piper who is steering
The rats toward the sea

No more Mr Nice Guy
Track Name: Misc.
These words just drift across me
Like water over stones
As if I'll find a nice way
To say that we are all alone

Everything else was miscellaneous
We prayed to God and wished he came for us

Tell me how you love your children (the system is broken)
Show me all that you have done (the system is broken)
My rage is inarticulate (the system is broken)
They've taken out my tongue (the system is…)

Everything else was miscellaneous
We prayed to God and wished he came for us
Track Name: TPSOTEP
If beauty is truth why can't I look it in the face?
It was a noble pursuit but there's no thrill left in this chase
If beauty is truth, we are ugly

I don't know what the hell is happening
Could it be that anyone who ever said a single thing
Of any value, any time, has never known what's happening?
Like me, like you

They say "the best things in life a free"
You buy in to that conspiracy
Everything costs at any quality
They lied to you, they lied to me
They say "you cannot keep a good man down"
It's worse than simply not profound
They'll crush you deep into the ground
And speak those words to make a sound

If beauty is truth why can't I look it in the face?
It was a noble pursuit but there's no thrill left in this chase
(I don't know what the hell is happening)
Track Name: Circles Of Heaven
If you go to sleep
How do I know you'll wake up again?
If I let you leave
I know you'll come back, I just don't know when

Oh, it was paradise
Not for long

If you stay with me
There'll come a point where we have to pretend
Don't know which to be
How can I choose between father and friend?

Oh, it was paradise
Not for long

They say it's better to have loved and lost
Than to never love at all
I can't see why that would be true
When I'm so deep in your thrall
Track Name: Don't Drive Angry
OMG ROTFLOL SBIA BRB ASL IMO WTF? And send
Oh my god, roll on the floor laughing out loud, stands back in amazement, be right back, age sex location, in my humble opinion, what the f-

In a life so filled with hope and joy
Is it possible to be annoyed?
Oh, you can be
But don't drive angry

You think that you're a princess
But this right here is a republic
Your terminal self-insistence
Well, honey-pie, it is just sick

I can die happy, now that I've banished those suicidal thoughts
So don't drive angry, 'cause none of that stuff is anybody else's fault
Track Name: Matilda
I fall upon a splinter
I go beyond the winter
Track Name: Another Country
Memory lane is a terrible place
The past dispensing an entire can of mace, into your face
Knife in the flank, heart in the mouth, a stitch in time
A truly tragic moment searching for a rhyme

How did we fit in that skin?
Could we really have taken it in?
My eyes meet the eyes of the former self
Pity pouring from the frame upon the shelf

Oh, nostalgia - it isn’t what it used to be
Oh, sentiment - save a little piece for me

The past may be another country
But I’m a stranger in the present
The rolling mists obscure the view for me
The false before - familiar, pleasant

Because we always look back
Like it’s a matter of fact
As if the memory’s exact
How can we be sure of that?

Oh, nostalgia - it isn’t what it used to be
Oh, sentiment - save a little piece for me
Track Name: Pictures
Bright lights, motion, city, ocean
Steeper devotion enables the notion of love

We took pictures
Life simply broke us
We took pictures
All out of focus
We took pictures
Smiles they choke us
We took pictures
All out of focus

Bright lights, smiling, posing, styling
Night time, flashes, distraction, crashes
We captured everything, as if time itself were frozen
The aperture begins to be the only thing that's open
Track Name: Little Children
We are all terribly impressed with ourselves
We are delighted by our DNA
We can’t remember our lives before
When it was any other way

Do you ever feel like there is something important
That is happening somewhere else, all of the time
In lives more infinitely interesting
Than yours and mine

Little children, little children,
Little children, you are over so soon
In the mainstream, cathode ray screen,
Little daydreams where we once shot for the moon

Eternal life
I’m still obsessed
But not through the doorway
Between life and death
Eternal life
It’s still the key
But not in a song
That comes from me, they can’t see

I have brought life in to a defunct world
I’ve seen it pass from this into the next
These moments don’t seem big enough
Perhaps they just don’t feel complex
Track Name: !important
Everything is important
Or, to put it another way - nothing is
Every one of us matters
In other words, you’re alone in this

I’ve got something I have to say
I’ve got something I have to say
I’ve got something I have to say
Oh no it went away

Every atom in the universe
We share with every king and hero
Matter, not created moves through us
And helps us to accomplish zero

A complex chemical reaction
Electrical impulses rushing
A hundred muscles shape the words in air
All so that we can say nothing
Track Name: Fall In
I want to fall in to you
Taste the sickly sweet oblivion
Let the darkness embrace us
Lost in desperate obsidian

Are we close to the end?
How will we know until we get there?

I want to fall in to you
Drink from each inch, inhale every pore
Forget there are those in my life
Who actually matter much more

Are we close to the end?
How will we know until we get there?

Because every man you know is a hound
Don’t let him say he won’t bring you down