My Love a Definition My Love a Definition The Easter E.P.
My Dear Killer
Tracklist:
1-The Scent of the water
2-Phone Calls
3-The Winter Bride
4-I Fear Time
5-One Day or Another
Techicals:Recorde around Easter 2002, by a TEAC TASCAM 80-8 reel-to-reel multitrack (eight minus one) recorder by Lorenzo T. and Stefano S. @ Magnetic Punch-In, Vergiate, The Lake's Land, Italy. Additional recordings on Scent of The Water at My Bed, with Marco Guizzi, Milan, Italy, July 2002.
Stefano playes the guitar and sings, Lorenzo plays the guitar and the bass, Giulio plays the drums, Marco at tape works. Final mixed at MafarKa Box, August 2003.

These tracks are a straight out-take from the clinical shyness recording sessions. We were advised by a couple of american labels, to convert, what it was concepted as a 10" into a proper LP, in order for it to be suitably presses on CD. We picked a few songs, that we felt, were in harmony whith what already recorded. Phone Calls and I fear time, albeit recorded in different sessions, ended up on the final version of the LP. The winter bride and Fighting the weather (the latter appeared on the More Tapes kept under my bed compilation) were part of the live set, which also included drums, we played at the time, as were a straighforward choise. One Day, or another was suggested as a possible track by Alex Viccaro of Prague, who liked the rough recordings of the Dull Love Songs, still unreleased, demo.
However, following the recordings, we found them as unsuitable to be integrated with the already taped material, and as the deal with the label fell off, for yet unknown reason, we put them together as this short EP. Now, it is freely downloadable, but can still be order for a handfull of peanuts from either the Under My Bed or the Boring machines website

scent The Scent of the water
Phone Calls
Phone Calls
winter bride The Winter Bride
I fear Time I fear Time
One Day Another
One Day or Another
storm Fighting the storm [extra take]
It is the scent of the water It is the silence at telephone and it is the taste of anger
My Dear Killer, My Love:The Easter E.P.
We are not done for celebration. and commiseration. possibly inclined, bent, resigned to gatherings we'd rather avoid. It is the story of every lifetime. People you barely see, hardly recognise to which you are meant to be polite and kind for some sort of written or unwritten rule. and the day pass by slowly like the Easter procession. Definitely. We are not done for celebrations.

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