On the eighth floor​/​At the piano workshop

by Otherdays

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The CD contains two independent mini-albums, "On the eighth floor" (songs 1 to 7) and "At the piano workshop" (songs 8 to 14) recorded at separate sessions but sharing the same approach: to record songs without bass or drums, in a simplified manner, without much post-production work and with a strong sense of the locations they were recorded in.

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released March 17, 2017

"On the eighth floor" (songs 1-7) was recorded from the 29th of July to the 2nd of August 2013 in the living room of an eighth floor apartment in León, Spain.

"At the piano workshop" (songs 8-14) was recorded from the 1st to the 3rd of May 2014 in the Kaufmann piano workshop in Brussels, Belgium.

Additional overdub sessions for both albums were recorded in London, León and Brussels, 2014-16

Otherdays are:

- Santiago A. Calvo Ramos: vocals, lapsteel, reed organ, overdubs

- José Manuel Domínguez Roldán: synthesizers, piano, melodica, backing vocals, lead vocals on "eleven" and "rondpoint"

- Guillermo López González: acoustic and electric guitars, ukelele, melodica, backing vocals, lead vocals on "first day of spring".

- Sergio B. Negrín Dastis: spanish guitar on "At the piano workshop"


All songs written by Otherdays (see track-by-track credits for more detail). Original version of downriver can be found in Senne (2001) by Blindness

Recorded and mixed by sacr. Mastering by Harris Newman at Greymarket Mastering, Montreal.

Layout and design by Julia Lorenz and Otherdays. Cover photography by sacr and José Manuel, booklet photography by Otherdays.

Thanks to Mr Kaufmann and David López and Pepa González for the use of these wonderful recording spaces.

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OtherDays are (in alphabetical order): *Santiago Calvo Ramos * José Manuel Domínguez * Guillermo López * Sergio Negrín*

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Track Name: all that was real
The houses too, were made of dreams
The motorways are empty
I’ve been woken up at night
By the silent railway line

I’m worried darling, we should have known it wouldn’t last
I’m tired baby, we should have known it from the start

The marble columns were made of cardboard
The bank safe is empty
All that you thought was good
All that was real

I’m worried darling, we should have known it wouldn’t last
I’m tired baby, we should have known it from the start
I’m frightened darling, we should have known it wouldn’t last
I’m tired baby, we should have known it wasn’t real

I’m worried darling, we should have known it wouldn’t last
I’m tired baby, we should have known it from the start
Track Name: requiem for a band
I saw you at the opening, you were the talk of the town.
You were dressed in designer clothes, so carefully torn
It was like a spy movie, you were hamming it up.
Always up with the latest trend, you left the old ones behind.
 
But I remember you fearless, like a highwire act,
You could stop the band playing and just talk for a while
 
You have houses and hotels, and people to meet,
You have bashes and meetings, and ribbons to cut
And your new friends are strangers you are so happy to know
 
But I remember you played the violin, and the jacket you lost
In a hotel in Antwerp where I first heard your name

And I remember how it felt when my heart stopped beating,
Yes, I remember how it felt when my heart stopped beating
But you left it in a bar under the waves
Yes you left it in a bar under the waves
Track Name: last day of the warehouse
On the last day of the warehouse
You were on the bus on your way to work
There wasn't much left of it
Just a tiled wall and a no-smoking sign
Dark stains where the stairs used to be
 
"There is a wave coming, it's closer every day,
there is a wave coming and it’s coming after you
 
On the last day of the warehouse you told me:
"I think all of this began a long time ago
There's a border that splits this town in two,
I've been trying not to notice,
but I can't think of anything else".
 
"there is a wave coming, and it will cover all
There is a wave coming and it's coming after you".
 
No one in this town feels this feeling,
everybody's happy and there’s no problem to be solved
The doctor told you you were fine but you have not felt the same
since the last day of the warehouse,
 
"there is a wave coming..."
Track Name: woodfires
There are wood fires on the edge of town
From a past as foreign as the present
Working the land, sowing seeds over gas stations
Herding cattle across the motorway

Ring those bells
Ring those bells
Ring them till we wake this town

Well the crickets are chirping, the grape’s on the vine
Wake the wells and springs til they flow again
Scare the swallows away, shake the fruit from the tree
Until the clay and straw walls stand again

Ring those bells
Ring those bells
Ring them till we wake this town

We’ll go to a roundabout by the slaughter house
Down to the valley where the sewage pipe runs
and give them back their names
Track Name: the lakes
Above the lakes is a place I know I'll never be
On a snowy sunday morning
We'd go sliding down to the open square
On a cold thursday evening we would sit down
To watch the lights go on over the city

I can hear you talking far away
I can hear you through the wind
Track Name: wild and windy seas
You come home from school and it feels like a failure
You know the way so well you could do find it with your eyes closed
But there’s another path that you’wish you could be taking
To the wild and windy seas

There’s a restless feeling that is climbing up the valley
There’s the sound of the rain that is tapping on your window
And there’s a knock at the door that you know it’s calling for you

To the winding path, on the changing tide
To the sweetest call of the road
Through the traffic jams, along the crooked mile
To the bitter end of the road

To leave everything you’ve known for the lure of somewhere stranger
To travel the paths you’ve traced on the maps in your bedroom
They have a hold on your heart that is growing ever stronger
There are many things that you don’t understand
Every night you dream of the wild and windy seas
And there’s a change in the wind that is blowing at your window

To the county gates, to the forest fires
To the bitter end of the road
From the suburb walls, from the outback sun
Comes the sweetest call of the road

To the sweetest call, to the bitter end, to the rolling tide of the road
To the sweetest call, to the bitter end, to the rolling tide of the road
Track Name: downriver
On both sides the land stretching by
There’s no way but down no escape from this heat
You’ve been travelling at night
When the guards eyes are closed
You have chosen to be wrong

To go down, downriver

The animals are sleepless tonight
The air is sticky and dark
And you’ve thrown off your ragged sheets
And you’ve broken the window latch
You have stolen a day, you have stolen your life
And when the dogs start calling, you’ll be

Down, downriver

I don’t care if I go down
I don’t care what I find
I don’t care what I’ve done wrong
I don’t care if I go down
I don’t care what I find
I don’t care what I’ve done
I’ll go down, downriver

downriver go down, down the river
downriver go down, down the river
Track Name: une saison mauvaise
Tu sais comme le vent change avant la tempête,
Comme les oiseaux s’envolent sous les grands nuages noirs
Au-dessus des gratte-ciels du quartier des finances
 
Il faudra penser que tout passera
Il faudra se dire que c’est une saison mauvaise
 
Tu vois tous les jours comme les magasins se vident
Comme les salariés restent chez eux la journée.
Comme les gens se réveillent la nuit
Et ne savent plus ou ils se trouvent
 
Il faudra penser que tout passera
Il faudra se dire que c’est une saison mauvaise

Il faudra penser que tout passera
Il faudra se dire que c’est une saison mauvaise
Track Name: rondpoint
So many things, so many lives
So many days gone
So many friends lost
An empty school, an empty drumkit
Is waiting for you

Our road will cross, we'll meet againx2

All that was dead, all we kept silent
Comes to life in a rondpoint
Drawn from your eyes a rain of sounds
A rain of silence
A rain of silence, the figures blur away

Our roads will cross, we'll meet again x2
Track Name: le demenagement
Alors voila, c’est le déménagement
Je n'ai jamais pense que ça m'arriverai
Mais il est la, le déménagement
Il faudra sortir les meubles de la chambre
Il faudra détacher les tableaux des murs

C'est bien ca, le déménagement
Tu ne pensais pas à ce que ça te fairait
De voir toute ta vie dans des boites a carton
Tu ne savais pas ce qui se cachait
Sous le sofa de la salle á manger

Lara la

Alors voilà, c'est le demenagement,
Il n'y a plus de films à la télé, elle est débranchée
Tu ne vois personne à travers les fenêtres
Toutes les rues se sont vidées
Tout est parti c'est le déménagement

Lara la

Alors voila, c’est le déménagement
Je n’ai jamais pense que ça viendrai
Quand je suis emménagé
Track Name: eleven
Eleven trees, eleven souls
They hide, so quiet
Eleven thoughts, eleven flashes all at once
Eleven cards, eleven hearts
Unveil the steps

And the branches swing slow around the moon
And they catch eleven stars and try to bloom
All there tonight

Eleven trees, eleven souls
Embrace the roots
Eleven souls, eleven steps
Down
Eleven steps, eleven reigns
of war and peace

And the branches swing slow around the moon
And they catch eleven stars and try to bloom
All there tonight

And at the end, eternity awards your treasures inside
Either paradise, paradise or hell
And at the end, eternity awards your treasures inside
Either paradise, paradise or hell
And from this hill you see your sons, they say it hurts
Eleven times, eleven or twelve
Track Name: first day of spring
Spring just came down from the south today
Like a muttered omen, I heard your name,

It goes with the rain, it fades as the chill returns
It comes with the dark, it goes with the light of day
It’s come on the first day of spring

I saw you in the wings
Drinking glasses behind the scene
I met you in the city, I knew you before
You were part of the cast when she used to perform

It goes with the rain, it fades as the chill returns
It comes with the dark, it goes with the light of day
It’s come on the first day of spring

It came to me, I didn’t ask for it, it just came to me
How I could I expect in October to embrace the Spring

It goes with the rain, it fades as the chill returns
She comes with the night, she goes with the light of day
She's here on the first day of spring
Track Name: to the flickering lights
Take my hand, I’m stuck too many floors from home
Walk me down until I can breathe again
There are many mistakes I could make
There's a darkness in this city

Take me to the flickering lights
To the window at the end of the garden
I spent so long trying to make sense of it
Take me to the flickering lights

Some nights the streets were as quiet as a bedroom
Some days I felt trapped in a residential hell
I would daydream in a slow bus
I would go to the quarters covered in asphalt

Take me to the flickering lights
To the window at the end of the garden
I spent so long trying to make sense of it
Take me to the flickering lights
Take me through the storm
Take me to the flickering lights
Take me through the storm

Take me to the flickering lights
Track Name: RifRaf
When you're not there, funny things happen
like people singing in the underground
On the tram to the centre of town you look around you,
You see the arguing couple, the old moroccan man,
the stops that you know

And you have the feeling they’re all playing a role
When you look round they just pretend
And stop acting again when you turn your back

Rif raf

In the greyest morning you feel it’s there
Out of sight, slightly out of reach.
When you get the feeling you have seen everything
You change your way to work

We were all standing at the Seventh Hole
And we learnt to cross Boulevard Lemonier
To take a turn into the Zebra and change sidewalks to escape.
You’re stumbling through filmsets, you’re crashing through time tables and appointments.
The slow tram takes its time but you're travelling in your mind.

Rif raf