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Jed Beans One of two amazing EP's from Alex Unger. This material is beyond all others in emotional scope and arrangement. Favorite track: Tickertape.
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All tracks written and performed by Emmott Clancy (Guitars), Katie DuTemple (Vocals), D. Alex Meeks (Percussion), Caylie Staples (Vocals), and Alex Unger (Vocals, Guitars).

Engineered by Emmott Clancy and Alex Unger in Warsaw, ON between September 2009 and September 2010. Mixed and mastered by Alex Unger in Warsaw, ON, November 2010.

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released December 27, 2010

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The Dead Elm Society of Canada Lakefield, Ontario

Dead Elms was a group of musicians playing the songs of Alex Unger, operating between Toronto and Peterborough, ON between 2009 and 2011.

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Track Name: Wendy Darling
In that sickly, yellow dusk you realised that you'd believed in monsters your whole life. But home was still two weeks by boat; by his gleaming black eyes as he rowed you at night. So you said the protection spell that I'd taught you when I was well. But sometimes words are only words. What's a mother without the dark to hide her young in the towering shadow of all the things she's done? And what's a hunter without his mark? Some grazing fawn, in the towering shadow of all the things to come. No. You said the protection spell that I'd taught you when I was well. But sometimes words are only words.
Track Name: Give This Up
You're going to have to give this up. There's a stone in the ground for every man who breathed, "I will not pull the trigger on these goddamned dreams." You're going to have to give this up. Your perfume in my sheets, wetness on my tongue; why can't I forget these things we've done? You're going to have to give this up.
Track Name: Tickertape
Snow falling like ticker tape on a grey parade, because we are going to have to kill someone we love today. And hey, hey, hey, will this ever go away? My fear of water, your love of distance. You were the pin of a kaleidoscope, in the heat and the action, in the din and the lights as they rushed to save your life. And hey, hey, hey, will this ever be okay? My fear of daylight, your love of flirting with men who just want to take you outside and take you alive. (We have the light of day before us, we are marching, we are marching forwards.) And I stared too long at the lake. As the water filled my lungs I spoke your name. And hey, hey, hey, will this ever go away? My fear of tomorrow, your love of Four Roses, straight from the bottle. And hey, hey, hey, will this ever be okay? My fear of water, your love of distance. And hey, hey, hey, will this ever go away?
Track Name: Know Pain Again
I will never know pain again. I will never be afraid. No, and I will never be lonely. No, no, no, not after you leave me. No, not after you you go. No, I will never know pain again.
Track Name: Pri
A scar cross my breasts described seven years later. Quietly you sit on the edge of my bed. There's something in knowing the second-best hero, a comfort in distance, of "better off dead". And these hands are patient, the memory's fresh, the wounds have healed over, the only thing left is to sing to you perfectly, no note out of place, every word aimed with skill, every gesture with grace. I am a good time, while you are a death in the family. I am a straight line, and you are a snake eating its own tail. I am a smart girl and I know you were a terrible friend. My last spell cast: may you never be happy again. The jealousy brought up and worn like a crown, it outgrew its ill virtues till you were worn down by nightmares of failure, your family's disgust, nights spent shaking beside me, fevered with lust. And these hands are practiced, they've passed all their tests, they know all your movements, they're nimble and fast. Through a history of ten years that felt like forever, now finally grown up, you'd do well to remember that: I am a good time, and you are a death in the family. I am a straight line, while you are a snake eating its own tail. I am a smart girl, and I know you were a terrible friend. My last spell cast: oh, to be happy again.
Track Name: Junebugs
There's no moon tonight; just the pale glow of the city to the east; just the flash of planes above the clouds; the heat lightning falling all around. And the junebugs in the locust bean tree drown out the sound of the breath, heavy in your chest; drown out the sweat at the small of your back. There is no turning back.
Track Name: Cottage Bride
I can smell the cancer on the wind. I can taste the fear through three-story bay windows. I can hear the quiet, shush, shush, shush, of bare feet on carpet through the humming of summer. And you never speak its name, but you can't forget that face. Are these the screws that will be put to me? And no one knows we're here, no we never leave a trace. And are these the maps that will set me free? Is this you and me against the world? Is this you and me against ourselves? Are these bedposts gates to hell? And we never speak its name, but I can't forget its face. Are these the screws that have been put to me? And no one knows I'm here, no I never left a trace. And are these the lines that will set me free?