Magic Windows, Magic Nights

by The Library is On Fire

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From Allmusic.com
With a name inspired by French poet René Char, The Library Is on Fire is the brainchild of founder Steve Five. Drawing on influences the indie rock of the ‘90s, the band’s sound combines the raw guitar rock of Dinosaur Jr. with the lo-fi melodies of Guided by Voices. The band began as a recording project for Five in 2007, who made the trek from New York to the sleepy college town of Kent, OH to record at the famous Waterloo Studios with Guided by Voices producer Todd Tobias. The result would be the band's 2008 debut, Cassette. Needing to assemble a band for live shows, Five recruited bassist Mark Shue and drummer Peter Sustarsic to help bring his sonic vision to life on-stage. After a prolific year of songwriting, the band returned to Waterloo to record their follow-up album, Magic Windows, Magic Nights, which was released in 2010 on (Fill in the Blank) Records.

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released 02 March 2010
Recorded and mixed at Waterloo Sound,
Kent, Ohio, January 2009 by Todd Tobias
4-track and NYC Field recordings by Steve Five
Mastered at Blackler Mastering, Bushwick, Brooklyn,
NYC, May 2009 by Kevin Blackler
Original artwork by Steve Five
Design and Layout by Wolfy at Kayrock, Williamsburg, Brooklyn

Haley Bennett: Cello on “I miss you so much, it hurts so bad” and “My kind of Man”
Dawn Panovich: Harmony vocals on “Vanessa’s Theatre of Peace”
Derek Stanton: Lead Guitar on “Cinematic Idea”
Todd Tobias: Keyboards on “I miss you so much” and “Vanessa’s Theatre of Peace”
Wolfy: Japanese amplifier hum and laughing on “Pointing Fingers”

All songs © 2010 Broken Guitar (BMI) except "Monkey in My Chair" and "Visionary Embolist" (c) 2010 Kneedriver Songs (ASCAP)

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Track Name: The Stone Statue II
(instrumental)
Track Name: Magic Bumrush Hearts
Magic Bumrush Heartz

We were wearing monkey masks
like all the kids in Bushwick
watchin’ the camera zoomin’ in and out
like I remember
how the orange juice sun would pour
the jammin’ in the kitchen
2004 we echoed JAH into
the heat-soaked summer night.
and you were alive
you were so alive
you were alive

and if you see me down upon
that sleeping mirror
watching the T.V. static
in and out like I remember
how we were sitting on
The bench beside the ocean
and I wanted to talk to you
about if you were on the other side

and you would say hi
you should say hi
you should stay high.
Track Name: Gilding The Lily
I woke up from a purple dream
the house was dark a lonely gleem
had flashed upon my waking ice
such a sad device
that I could not seem to make nice

I’m still the same old boy you see
I’m a little more tough than I used to be
but I’m still not good at goodbyes
and I still keep putting out fires
That come to be

The charm of you has come to me
and I’m a little more soft than I used to be
I still can take a surprise
You’ve got the sweetest replies
so I just keep killing the flies
surrounding me.
Track Name: Cinematic Idea
We’re pretty diamonds pouring out
all dancing on massive flowers
like horses pouring down
Where could we go?

We’re pretty pictures painted out
synapsing in crimson brainwaves
Oceans washing down
Where do we go

From here? don’t say nothing
I want it more than before
yeah yeah – say something
You’re a God upon your own shore

We’re bloody lightning crashing down
tap dancing on massive razors
Godheads falling south
Where will we go

From here? Don’t say nothing
I want it more than ever before
Yea Yea – Say something
You’re a God upon your own shore.
Track Name: I Miss You So Much, It Hurts So Bad
The cups in the kitchen sink
mean I’ve had too much to drink
and I don’t think that I can think
about you anymore

but if I could change your mind
If I could stand still in line
If I could feel fine
without you anymore

You know I would take the step
off stones from the water’s edge
and balance my trembling breath
in time for the other side

I miss you so much, it hurts so bad
I miss you so much, and I’m so sad
I miss you so much, it hurts so bad
You’re the only love that I’ll never have
Track Name: We are The Electric Newspaper Ripoffs
They were the bright wax jammerz
Teenage helperz
for foggy schooldays skipped in
Ohio parking lot

I’m trying not to hide
I’m trying to get you
I wanna save you like
all of them saved me

Before we go underground
They’re finally in our town
They’re finally underground

And I am the screaming highway
Hiroshima
We got a gift for our next level
brothers and sisters.

I’m trying not to hide
I’m trying to get you
I wanna save you like
all of them saved me.

and I could get to you
the way they got to me
before we go underground.
Track Name: Smoke & Mirrors
Knocked out, try to climb too high
you might escape your virtue,
looking to the ground
you lost your wings.
Punch drunk in the winter sun,
it’s all a dream.
So let’s take a ride inside the dream.
Let’s take a ride inside the dream.
Let’s take a ride inside the dream.

If you could look into the sleeping scenes
in which I awake, you could see why
I want you this way.
My life is second guesses now,
reflecting on the lake,
and what I wanted to say is

washed out, try to fall too far
you might succeed in your virtue,
spinning all around
you lost your friends.
Punch drunk in the summer wind,
it’s all a dream.
So let’s take a ride inside the dream.
Let’s take a ride inside the dream.
Let’s take a ride inside the dream.

If you could look into the sleeping scenes
in which I awake, you could see why
I want you this way.
My life is second guesses now,
reflecting on the lake,
and what I wanted to say is…
Track Name: The Stone Statue I
…if you say so, you'll never know
how I will go further than you run.
You don't know what's been done
in the past - a soldier's grasp
to try and make it last.
You don't know what's flashed past
in the night that wasn't right.
You're out of sight but I can
still see your face. It's a disgrace
in the white, so blind.
Never mind that you were left out in the rain
because you can't feel pain.
And if you want we can never talk.
And if you want we can never talk.
And if you want we can never talk.
That's what you’ll say,
but I don't know
and you will never know.
Track Name: Monkey In My Chair
there is a free-floating guise
fucking the back of my head
drill holes in the sky
the color of lead

we of the great appetite
the grit and the road
tore a hole in the ass of our jeans
overfed and alone

there is a monkey in my chair
there is a monkey in my chair
somebody turned out the lights
there is a monkey in my chair
Track Name: Vanessa's Theatre of Peace
You motion to make haste now
The separation of two valuable lies
has pressed you into a symptom
Now that’s a surprise
for the girl who flies by
all dressed in the night
with her heart paper white

Wake me up, plunge your head in the river
Somehow stop all these terrible spots of delight
Pull me out of that windy newspaper
Crashing on by,
With that look in your eyes
With the blue in your skies
With your paper heart cries.
Track Name: My Kind of Man
Fed up, I threw the notebook
across the room
Threw up once more this morning
knowing I would never see you again

And that’s just how it is
You take what you can’t leave
You smoke and watch the fire smoldering
with ashes in your eyes
it comes as no surprise

I kicked the table down
smashed glasses in my sleep
and I could smell the demons
surrounding me

But that’s just how it is
You take one on the chin
You smoke and watch the fire smoldering
with ashes in your eyes
it comes as no surprise.
Track Name: Postmodern Falconry
I held the waterfall, felt all it fall,
returned the favor

I held the loving cup, made nice to all
the friends you gave her

Its nothing like two new balloons
Stuck in your secret pocket

I tasted caramel and plugged the amp
Into the socket

Now we’ve got fantasies
to meet and greet Return the savior

Postmodern Falconry we sought
to teach Dr. Xavier

We’ll hide inside the mall and kill it all
The lonely locket

LeBron the labyrinth taking off inside
A secret rocket.
Track Name: Supernatural Disasters
When we got there,
The legions were long gone.
The monuments were cracked
and war-torn.
All false idols around
we had to tear them down
we had to build our own.

Now moving on from the naval-gazing loners
Posers at the gate
We will carve our names in the snow
find out right away (and say)

When we left there
A legacy to be undone
for jokers yet to come.

It’s just a fact, these supernatural disasters
of the modern age.
Weird cosmic jokes
and ponytail jive
That’s what we’ll fight
and we will save the date

We will carve our names in the snow
find out right away
We will melt our names in the stone
look back at today
and say…