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Yes! They're Real!

by The Afrosheens

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History X 02:33
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So I yell I don’t care when hindrance comes with Time it’s a new awakening with every breath When one is all I know the loss isn’t mine anymore It’ll disappear soon With glances of history explaining these actions with books of time Turned to stone delightful I scream You may be that dream, but I don’t care for it will be When one is all I know the loss isn’t mine anymore It’ll disappear soon With glances of history explaining these actions with books of time I was there, but time will erase the hindrance of these crimes I was there, but time will erase the hindrance of these crimes
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Number Two 01:34
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Ink Stains 03:04
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To all those that will be left behind I’ll sing this out loud It’s only a matter of time when it will turn into nostalgia As I’ll quietly recede to the background wanted to pick up the phone Instead it quietly passed away Time for the streaks to run, tides fall away Papers thin with ink stains to feel the sway Time to turn in when knowing all the references will stay As quickly as they came five years pass away Time to sell the house, time to turn away For I’ll leave alone, thinking why it had to be this way Time for the streaks to run, tides fall away Papers thin with ink stains to feel the sway My stars will swerve as the skirts lift up high Tobacco stains will turn into glasses full of ale Clap again on queue when annoyed at the space Clap again on queue when falling too deep Receding into hairlines so dry as the roughage begins Is this time running away when the swinging has its way? Have a handshake to remember this by for some reason it will stay Now ready to turn my back and not wave away
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Never Ending 04:31
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Falling back to the yellowed grass Can’t stop this aching for it’s consumed me Only thing left to do is to become numb So pass another glass and light Tear away my eyes, for I can’t turn away I wish I had nothing to lose, but everything is crumbled away While sifting through the debris to find a piece of a heart Wasted again for this love that isn’t fading Trample away oblivious of this floor covered with confusion Build a wall so tall that you can forget the obvious choice Lonesome with no more expectations for the deceitful Closed inside with despair sinking into water filled eyes Tear away my ears, for they have burned for too long I wish I had everything to gain, but those thoughts have melted away While my flesh aches when trying to expel her essence for now Choking again for this love that isn’t fading Churning against this long forgotten lonely street light It lights up all the reflections of this sad soul Waiting for wounds to empty me to a hollow shell Can’t deteriorate any further for this will remain With an aching pain waiting to be stabbed once again Tear me apart, for this seems to be never ending Falling back to the yellowed grass Can’t stop this aching for it’s consumed me
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We Are Crying Airplanes 04:29
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Girl Like You 03:20
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Heads On shoulders, resting hand in a skyway upon these rays Should have been a thought, could be this time That these moments drop to the meadow below I’ll rest assure that one day I’ll have a girl like you For I won’t mind dancing all night with a girl like you I won’t mind holding you again before these days slip away For I won’t mind dancing all night with a girl like you I won’t mind holding you again before these days slip away For this will be the reason to be, why would there be any other When you find out that we both need this map to be a guide It will be the general idea for the night When the breezy afternoon disappears with this glimmer For I won’t mind dancing all night with a girl like you I won’t mind holding you again before these days slip away For I won’t mind dancing all night with a girl like you I won’t mind holding you again before these days slip away Would it be so bad if for one hour we thought we grew old with each other While the world floats away to leave us alone with our smiles and no concern We don’t need a map, for I won’t mind one day to fall in love with a girl like you We don’t need a map, for I won’t mind one day to fall in love with a girl like you
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Kerosene Hearts 03:27
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A painted morning sky sings your name with a lovely laugh that seems to Fill in these moments of grace into my space Blinking romances won’t fill in my building cynicism for what isn’t there When the found becomes lost and the lost forget to stay Kerosene hearts jump-starting won’t hold I’ll have another dream of you to reduce the shakes With your bright eyes, glimmers of hope sprinkle through me, I rest my heart Just take care, and drink this tea for the day You sparkle with every glance I steal while my blood begins to flow With the summer giving way to fall, as I hold this moment until the next time Kerosene hearts jump-starting won’t hold I’ll have another dream of you to reduce the shakes While staring at the rivers flowing through your brown hair I rest my heart with a lullaby and a smile While your name is sung by the painted morning sky I begin to believe you’re an angel tonight For me to reach out for a kiss
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Try To Hold Your Eyes 02:44
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Take a dive feel the air Not knowing if it feels alright Should I just fall asleep Try to breath standing still Cryptic thoughts invade my mind Music turns up and I miss a beat While the birds just sing our songs Try to hold your eyes when I drown Clouds are over cast Blues are chased away Hearts are put aside Feet stand still as I fall when I take a dive Cryptic thoughts invade my mind Music turns up and I miss a beat While the birds just sing our songs Try to hold your eyes when I drown What is there to say when I feel so alone Can you hold me once again, 3 months been too long Since I touched your lips Since I touched your lips
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Smiling Pair 01:53
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Miles Upon a Century Writing Pop Songs to slow down this drive It seems that the wait Is what makes it feel ok yeah Dressed up inside my mind and pushing faders to wear outside Pick at the days lightly to rewind the night again Turning off an image of crickets singing As these faces come again Don’t sink when waiting is in order Lapses will set this record yeah Dressed up inside my mind and pushing faders to wear outside Pick at the days lightly to rewind the night again Two more stars fall upon these dreams With a damp towel to wipe this frown Turning again to a captured minute Country wide we sing with a tear How long is it to end with a smiling pair How long will it take to end with a smiling pair?
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Bamboo World 02:27
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It’s now or never to reverse the flow Onwards without a melody in mind Countries widen for chirping lights Wires cut in these fallen tubes Unplug the echoes to spin about The cords are narrow with the passing pine Run around people with all the Anthems sang out loud It’s neither the beginning nor the end More than ever it’s never ending Random postcards extend with chemicals Will it turn to patches of snow? Unplug the echoes to spin about The cords are narrow with the passing pine Run around people with all the Anthems sang out loud Joking away with centuries it await, a bamboo world with solid shells Joking away with centuries it await, a bamboo world with solid shells Stop do you see the hands waving Stop do you feel the eyes wavering
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The Song Minneapolis Wrote 04:01
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Give me a beer or two and I’ll tell you a story Hand me a guitar and I’ll play you a tone Box up all her gold and she’ll run away Open up a hole and I’ll rip your soul Take my time away, Eighties here we come Wrote this part to say, Steal your past away Remember where it starts, Remember when it starts The past roped me now, write my life today Years spent in cold made me lie Minneapolis wrote this song Offer up your hand and she’ll turn away Give me your soul and I’ll rip your smile Take my time away, Eighties here we come Wrote this part to say, Steal your past away Remember where it starts, Remember when it starts The past roped me now, write my life today
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Wax Filled Shoes 05:07
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I’m still spinning around, From all the youths that been left behind All the magazines point as I say, How are your dreams so real when your awake I’m still spinning as you speak, The loneliness is filled with these thoughts That maybe one day you will stay for, Awhile so you can see my dreams I’m so tired now, Now it’s time to dream I’m so worn down, While all the smiles are still worn I’m so tired now, Now it’s time to care I’m so careful now, For all my thoughts have failed I’m still sitting down as the, Room spins when the flowers are gone For all the remotes are out of phase, While all the girls are out to lunch Waxed filled shoes are worn by men, And if they blink the sun well melt Don’t you now leave me here cause, I need you to stay awake while I Dream I’m so tired now, Now it’s time to dream I’m so worn down, While all the smiles are still worn I’m so tired now, Now it’s time to care I’m so careful now, For all my thoughts have failed
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Free Pigeon 02:50
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The Return of Disco Pete Suite: i. Short Jigs Return / ii. Waking Up Drunks / iii. New Shoes, Old Shouts / iv. Bar Flies / v. Disco Pete vs. The Dashboard King / vi. Care For Another? 12:50
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Part II: Waking Up Drunks Etched away from a past with a relaxing thought To never see these lethargic claims again Peaceful chant surrounds this heart as it seems to last all night Changed for these games are played People will ask if it is all done As this plastic shields are still intact Expensive dinners with brandy and dirty talk Caps fire while the sunrise awaits on this runway filled with waking up drunks Perfumed air stirs this complication when shots don’t go As marching high once again as this trip leads to whiskey and wine Plastic shields are still intact Expensive dinners with brandy and dirty talk Caps fire while the sunrise awaits on this runway filled with waking up drunks Part IV: Bar Flies Monogamy turned away for a fear for of this negative child As they return to this familiar scene as these bar flies Dodging time by saying c’est la vie With brown strands staining this middle speaking ground of foreign languages Engaging this unknown as he says can I be these bar flies Spinning heads hang themselves with these bar flies Spinning sound wide eyes and turned itself For these bar flies as they hang themselves once a week Climb down from this ignorance that smells like sweat It’s not bad to grow old only if you say all is swell and it settles in as a lie for these bar flies Spinning heads turns around for these bar flies While these bar flies hang themselves For these bar flies as it’s turning shoot themselves in these bar flies

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"Yes! They're Real!" will be the fourth release by The Afrosheens, which is essentially a solo album by multi-instrumentalist Afshin Beheshti, an atmospheric musical journey into what he calls his one-man empire of sound. Afshin (who was also a member of the ethereal Divided Body and the now defunct experimental rock band Shore Leave (www.shoreleavemusic.com)) performs the majority of the instruments on the album, creating atypical arrangements on keyboards, guitars, bass, woodwinds, brass, strings, percussion, piano, mandolin, and other unique miscellaneous noisemakers. These arrangements compliment the record's deft songwriting, introducing experimental elements without losing accessibility. Like the rest of his albums this album is unencumbered by any specific style, yet is cohesive in perspective. The song's lyrics compliment this musical approach, as Afshin's sincere, heartfelt words and singing manage to be humorous, serious, silly, hopeful and melancholy at the same time.

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released October 6, 2011

THE AFROSHEENS
Afshin Beheshti – Electric guitars, bass, drum programming, vocals, alto and tenor sax, clarinet, flute, trumpet, keyboards, Rhodes electric piano, mandolin, strings, Hammond organ, glockenspiel, 12-string guitar, piano, Wurlitzer, electric sitar, percussion, telephone, wooden toy xylophone, steel drum, hammer dulcimer, violin, harmonica, organ bass pedals
John McNeece – Bass on 2, 4, 8, 11, and 13, backing vocals on 2 and 11, guitar solos on 4 and 11, tremolo guitar on 4
Tony Buzone – Drums on 2, 4, 8, 11, and 13
David Johnson – Rhythm guitar and organ bass pedal on 1
Richard Patterson – Drum programming, keyboards, and additional vocals on 5
Michael Coleman – Drums and percussion on 12

Produced by Afshin Beheshti
except: “We Are Crying Airplanes” produced by Afshin Beheshti and Richard Patterson
Engineered and Recorded by Afshin Beheshti, except tracks 2, 4, 8, 11, and 13 recorded at Doug’s by Douglas Morgan, 13 by Michael Coleman, 6 by Richard Patterson and Afshin, and 1 by Afshin and David Johnson
All songs mixed by Afshin, except: 2, 4, 8, 11, 13 mixed by Afshin and Doug, 1 mixed by Afshin and David, 5 mixed by Richard and Afshin, and 12 mixed by Michael and Afshin
Mastered by Rodney Mills at Rodney Mills Masterhouse, Atlanta, GA

Art and layout by Benjamin White

All songs written and arranged by Afshin Beheshti
Except: “History X” written and arranged Afshin and David Johnson, “Number Two” written and arranged Afshin and John McNeece, “We Are Crying Airplanes” written and arranged Afshin and Richard Patterson, and “Free Pigeon” arranged by Afshin, John McNeece, and Tony Buzone, written by Afshin C 2011 The Afrosheens (BMI)

Afshin wants to thank: Benjamin White, John McNeece, Tony Buzone, Doug Morgan, Richard Patterson, David Johnson, my family, Elisabeth King, Michael Coleman, Vinyl Fever, V89 (WVFS Tallahassee 89.7), any radio station that will play this record, Disco Pete for returning from the grave, and AAJ

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The Afrosheens is a solo project by multi-instrumentalist Afshin Beheshti, creating an atmospheric musical journey into what he calls his one-man empire of sound. Afshin creates atypical arrangements with arrangements that complement deft songwriting, introducing experimental elements without losing accessibility, and is unencumbered by any specific style, yet is cohesive in perspective. ... more

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