The Psychedelic Furs - Spring 2017
We're excited!!!
Tour starts in #Texas on #Wednesday!!
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Tracey Van Haren LavelleYou're excited. I have tickets for three shows.

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Laura SimmonsBring Robin Hitchcock to Seattle for some shows, por favor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Ildi Bábucoming to Australia?

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Jo Quail shared BJU - Cello Studio's photo.

Handy for all cellists! I use Pirastro Perpetual, a remarkable string, on both cellos.
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By popular demand, here is the cello string tension chart, now with both medium (left) and strong (right). If the strong set in unavailable from the company, it says N/A. If a set is not entirely string, there is a note to the right of the total. The...

Handy for all cellists! I use Pirastro Perpetual, a remarkable string, on both cellos.

Keryn LientschnigAre you using the Solists? Whilst I like the A and D i find the G and C are rather scratchy.

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Christopher RadulySame here, G and C are horribly scratchy and I've never had my wolf notes so bad

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FINALLY, VINE vinyl in and shipping today! :)
http://www.pledgemusic.com/projects/jengloeckner/items/182032

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America, Where Have We Gone?

Madmen
Love to spin the wheel
They love to hear it click
Click. Click. Click. Ching!
Like a cash register
Clicking
Over and over again
They know not the warmth
Of an honest friend
On a cold night
By fire
Basking in starlight
Wanting for nothing
At the river’s edge
America, Where have we gone?

Deport
Detain
Prop Up
The Insane
As they unravel
We will carry the pain
We will carry the pain together
Carry it along
America, Where have we gone?

Pretend to drain
Pretend to scour
While sucking the tit
Of tyrannical powers
Puppets and masters
At work every hour
Each making the other
A duplicitous ghost in the eyes
Of the ones who look on
America, where have we gone?

They meet in a room
Discussing the end
Not truth or beauty
As the poet once said
Wistfully tossing around
Visions of death
Like a ball on a muddy field in June

We will see the result soon

As the black snake moves through
Eating its own head
On a fine
Sunny afternoon
America, where have we gone?

We are in more danger
As every hour goes by
Sitting awake
With three open eyes
Punch-drunk with the weight
Of the dream
And the lie
Where have we gone America?

What about the mother who’s hiding?
What about the child who’s watching?
What about the rope that is clutching
Getting tighter and tighter still
If time does not seize
Us by the throat
Before sweaty ambitious hands can
Gloat about their
Petty perceived victories
Yearning to conquer
A miniscule fraction of history

Stare at the sun!
Stare until you can see again!
Look what we’ve become
My Friend
It cannot be right
If it is simply wrong
America, where have we gone?

How can we feel
When every moment is haunted
We're dangling
On the Hook
Time and time again is
Slipping through our hands
We don’t want this!
America, where have we gone!?

What is it we thought we were saving all along?

Hold on tight
This is where it curves
This is where we must turn
Churn and bubble
And bubble and burn
Send these shameless devils back
To the black of the urn!
For we may only have
A brief window
To pause
To See
Those working hard to
Extinguish the light
Of curiosity

To distract us from suspicion
A perfidious rabid hound
Showing fangs
Swaying mad
Back and forth
Drooling
Then
Disappearing without a sound

Our Freedom Is
An illusion that bends
When imbecilic cowards
Are mistaken for men
What seeds are we planting
Where is the song?
America, where have we gone?

Let us go
By the fire
Let us sing!
Of desire
Ring the bell
Strike the lyre!
The note that rings forever!

And I will
Hold you
In the catacombs
Down the steps made of
Chilled dark stone
Behind the walls
There are singing bones
Where the curves go deeper
And the grooves below
Take us further down

Oh this dreamer’s heart
Will not be drowned!

Take the sting away
Let luminous rays trickle
Transforming enmity relentlessly
Down the Greatest Glowing Hall
Where fierce piercing winds blow
And we Stagger toward beauty
Knowing we know nothing at all
Even when we are
Beaten to the core
What is it to be strong?
America, where have we Gone?

History has her way of showing us
That all we do repeats
As a stage forgotten briefly
In the cosmic waves of
Her curvaceous shade
Oh the Love
She did provide
She taught me
A lesson of time that speaks
From the jagged edges
Of the Maple leaf
Where truth was once
Succulently
Served to thee
With nothing
And no one
Between

Oh!
That indelible
Sugar-Coated Dream
It was good then
Now
So high
Is the pitch of the screaming
Violins
Aflame in my mind
And I find
I am
Ready to sooth the seething
Are we still breathing?
Cardinals are still beating their wings
Sculpting the Wake
Out of thin air
At the break of dawn
America, where have we gone?

The world of no names
To call ourselves by
Is only one crystalline fracture away
But find a star
To sail Her by
And you might
Just be ok

Pour madly from the spout
Create with love
Cherish doubt
I know no way to go forward
Without
The crimson hue
That cerulean blue
The place where you
Can Go
Soaring above
This harrowing mess
The Music of the Spheres
This formlessness is but
A hawk’s wing
Slicing through the breeze delicately
As if almost in jest
Ruffled only by
The subtle birth
Of wonder
Erased only by the taste
Of the distant
Scarlet Thunder

~ Poetry by Sarah Fimm
~ Photo by Heyrick Chassé
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America, Where Have We Gone? 

Madmen
Love to spin the wheel
They love to hear it click
Click. Click. Click. Ching! 
Like a cash register
Clicking 
Over and over again
They know not the warmth 
Of an honest friend
On a cold night 
By fire
Basking in starlight 
Wanting for nothing 
At the river’s edge 
America, Where have we gone?

Deport
Detain
Prop Up
The Insane
As they unravel
We will carry the pain
We will carry the pain together
Carry it along
America, Where have we gone?

Pretend to drain
Pretend to scour
While sucking the tit 
Of tyrannical powers
Puppets and masters
At work every hour
Each making the other 
A duplicitous ghost in the eyes 
Of the ones who look on
America, where have we gone?

They meet in a room
Discussing the end
Not truth or beauty
As the poet once said 
Wistfully tossing around
Visions of death 
Like a ball on a muddy field in June 

We will see the result soon

As the black snake moves through 
Eating its own head
On a fine 
Sunny afternoon
America, where have we gone?

We are in more danger 
As every hour goes by
Sitting awake 
With three open eyes
Punch-drunk with the weight 
Of the dream 
And the lie
Where have we gone America? 

What about the mother who’s hiding?
What about the child who’s watching?
What about the rope that is clutching
Getting tighter and tighter still
If time does not seize 
Us by the throat
Before sweaty ambitious hands can
Gloat about their 
Petty perceived victories
Yearning to conquer 
A miniscule fraction of history

Stare at the sun! 
Stare until you can see again! 
Look what we’ve become
My Friend
It cannot be right
If it is simply wrong
America, where have we gone?

How can we feel
When every moment is haunted
Were dangling
On the Hook
Time and time again is 
Slipping through our hands
We don’t want this! 
America, where have we gone!?

What is it we thought we were saving all along?

Hold on tight
This is where it curves
This is where we must turn
Churn and bubble
And bubble and burn 
Send these shameless devils back 
To the black of the urn! 
For we may only have 
A brief window
To pause 
To See
Those working hard to 
Extinguish the light 
Of curiosity

To distract us from suspicion 
A perfidious rabid hound
Showing fangs 
Swaying mad 
Back and forth
Drooling 
Then
Disappearing without a sound

Our Freedom Is 
An illusion that bends
When imbecilic cowards 
Are mistaken for men
What seeds are we planting 
Where is the song?
America, where have we gone?

Let us go
By the fire
Let us sing!
Of desire
Ring the bell
Strike the lyre!
The note that rings forever! 

And I will 
Hold you
In the catacombs
Down the steps made of 
Chilled dark stone 
Behind the walls
There are singing bones 
Where the curves go deeper 
And the grooves below
Take us further down

Oh this dreamer’s heart 
Will not be drowned!

Take the sting away
Let luminous rays trickle 
Transforming enmity relentlessly 
Down the Greatest Glowing Hall
Where fierce piercing winds blow
And we Stagger toward beauty
Knowing we know nothing at all
Even when we are
Beaten to the core
What is it to be strong?
America, where have we Gone?

History has her way of showing us
That all we do repeats
As a stage forgotten briefly 
In the cosmic waves of 
Her curvaceous shade
Oh the Love 
She did provide 
She taught me 
A lesson of time that speaks
From the jagged edges 
Of the Maple leaf
Where truth was once 
Succulently 
Served to thee
With nothing 
And no one 
Between 

Oh! 
That indelible 
Sugar-Coated Dream
It was good then
Now
So high
Is the pitch of the screaming
Violins 
Aflame in my mind 
And I find 
I am
Ready to sooth the seething
Are we still breathing?
Cardinals are still beating their wings 
Sculpting the Wake 
Out of thin air
At the break of dawn
America, where have we gone?

The world of no names
To call ourselves by
Is only one crystalline fracture away
But find a star 
To sail Her by
And you might 
Just be ok

Pour madly from the spout 
Create with love 
Cherish doubt 
I know no way to go forward 
Without
The crimson hue
That cerulean blue
The place where you
Can Go
Soaring above 
This harrowing mess
The Music of the Spheres
This formlessness is but 
A hawk’s wing 
Slicing through the breeze delicately
As if almost in jest
Ruffled only by 
The subtle birth 
Of wonder
Erased only by the taste 
Of the distant 
Scarlet Thunder

~ Poetry by Sarah Fimm
~ Photo by Heyrick Chassé

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Tricia MaldonadoI love your music. My favorite song of yours is "Be like water" excellent song.

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Edouard SanéYou are beatiful, you are lively. Your art feels like dancing butterflies in my head

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Edouard SanéGod does this need to be put in music and shared to the masses

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