Sapphires
by Hurricane Chaser
-
Digital Album
Immediate download of 10-track album in your choice of MP3 320, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.Buy Now $8 USD or more
-
Share
1. |
Sapphires
04:13
|
|||
2. |
Planned Obsolescence
05:04
|
|||
|
| ||||
3. |
Paper Tigers
05:04
|
|||
|
| ||||
4. |
Among The Shells
04:56
|
|||
|
| ||||
5. |
Jackals
09:01
|
|||
|
| ||||
6. |
The Great Divide
05:38
|
|||
|
| ||||
7. |
You're The Sea
04:01
|
|||
|
| ||||
8. |
Strange Paradise
05:29
|
|||
|
| ||||
9. |
Moving Target
05:10
|
|||
|
| ||||
10. |
Trap Door
05:15
|
|||
|
| ||||
credits
released 29 February 2012
Brad Zeffren - Vocals, Guitars, Effects, Synth, Backing Vocals
Derek Pulvino - Guitars, Loops
Andre Bearfield – Keyboards
Clint Hoyler – Bass
Moises Padilla – Drums, Percussion
With:
Star Anna Krogstie - Second Vocal on Paper Tigers
Justin Davis - Backing Vocals on Strange Paradise
All songs written by Brad Zeffren and arranged by Hurricane Chaser
Produced, Recorded and Mixed by Brad Zeffren
Basic Tracks recorded by Floyd Reitsma
Recorded at Studio Litho, Crackle and Pop, Earwig Studio, Brad’s apartment, and Andre’s basement
Mixed at Electrokitty Studio
Mastered by Joe Gastwirt
Artwork and Website by Brad Zeffren
Made in Seattle
This production would not have been possible without these people:
Gene and Tita Zeffren, Gary Reynolds, Ed Brooks, Floyd Reitsma, Nick Nanry, Gary Westlake, Don Farwell, Eric Batt, Shawn Simmons, Johnny Sangster, Star Anna Krogstie, Justin Davis, Miguel Cantu, Julia Watson, Mark Davis, Lexi Morritt, Jennifer Panara, Jayson Powell, Mike Dietrich, Maryl, Greg, Bryan, and Seth Wilensky... Thank You!
Brad Zeffren - Vocals, Guitars, Effects, Synth, Backing Vocals
Derek Pulvino - Guitars, Loops
Andre Bearfield – Keyboards
Clint Hoyler – Bass
Moises Padilla – Drums, Percussion
With:
Star Anna Krogstie - Second Vocal on Paper Tigers
Justin Davis - Backing Vocals on Strange Paradise
All songs written by Brad Zeffren and arranged by Hurricane Chaser
Produced, Recorded and Mixed by Brad Zeffren
Basic Tracks recorded by Floyd Reitsma
Recorded at Studio Litho, Crackle and Pop, Earwig Studio, Brad’s apartment, and Andre’s basement
Mixed at Electrokitty Studio
Mastered by Joe Gastwirt
Artwork and Website by Brad Zeffren
Made in Seattle
This production would not have been possible without these people:
Gene and Tita Zeffren, Gary Reynolds, Ed Brooks, Floyd Reitsma, Nick Nanry, Gary Westlake, Don Farwell, Eric Batt, Shawn Simmons, Johnny Sangster, Star Anna Krogstie, Justin Davis, Miguel Cantu, Julia Watson, Mark Davis, Lexi Morritt, Jennifer Panara, Jayson Powell, Mike Dietrich, Maryl, Greg, Bryan, and Seth Wilensky... Thank You!
tags
license
all rights reserved
feeds
feeds for about
Hurricane Chaser returns in 2012 with Sapphires, the Seattle based band’s ambitious second full length release. Eighteen ... more months in the making, this new release sees the band realizing the potential it had shown on 2009‘s The Map Is Not The Territory. The mellower acoustic sound of the band’s earlier work has been replaced by louder guitars, harder hitting drums, and a broader sonic pallette. less
discography
-
Feb 2012 -
Mar 2009
contact / help
For help with downloads, click here.
For all other inquiries, click here.
Redeem download codes here.
- Track Name: Planned Obsolescence
-
Leave a paper trail
With the proper titles
Authorized and guaranteed
This one cannot fail
It will bring a smile
Certified and obsolete
Certified and obsolete
You're a sitting duck
You're the perfect target
You got your heart right on your sleeve
But don't you want it now
You just have to have it
It's the only thing you need
It's the only thing you need
The paper is bleeding
The words are fading out
Are you believing
In the face of your growing doubt
And the radio is static
A faint signal in the noise
The breakdown is automatic
'Cause you can't get enough of that poison
The signal is the gun
Your impulse it's ammunition
And it's pointed right at your spine
But now we're having fun
It's just like the television
You can have it anytime
You can have it any time
The paper is bleeding
The words are fading out
Are you believing
In the face of your growing doubt
And the radio is static
A faint signal in the noise
The breakdown is automatic
'Cause you can't get enough of that poison
This one cannot fail
It will bring a smile
Certified and obsolete
Certified and obsolete
Certified... - Track Name: Paper Tigers
-
Coming up to the stream
It's the greatest thing you've ever seen
You're heart skips a beat as
You get closer
Trying to find the perfect day
Trying just to get away
The grindstone has it's say but
You don't bother
Underneath your vacant stare
There's a roadmap to anywhere
With the wind blowing through your hair,
Are you dreaming?
Overhead the painted sky
Makes you stop and wonder why
You can spin 'round till you die
And still keep paying
Paper Tigers
Chasing Spiders
Paper Tigers
Chasing Spiders
Stopping every now and then
There's a song blowing on the wind
And you feel the flashback to when
You felt crazy
Never thought you'd trade it in
You thought it was a cardinal sin
Till you took a couple on the chin
Now you're playing with...
Paper Tigers
Chasing Spiders
Paper Tigers
Chasing Spiders
The carousel
Used to be
All that you ever needed
To make you feel free - Track Name: Among The Shells
-
My skin is cold and it feels like the dead of night
Even in the light of day
A dark room full of shadows that haven't any sight
One glimpse then it slips away
The dreams of sleepwalk are all that fill my eyes
There is nothing I truly see
And I cannot bridge, as hard as I try
The distance in front of me
We're broken souls
Holding onto pieces of a broken world
We're broken souls
Holding onto pieces of a broken world
Like a beast that's slave to what it finds
I walk upon this road
With every turn desires fill my mind
For all that I do not know
We're broken souls
Holding onto pieces of a broken world
We're broken souls
Holding onto pieces of a broken world
How, how long must we cry
Behind the veil that covers up our eyes
And conceals that we roam
Among the shells
As we roam
Among the shells
Still we roam
Among the Shells - Track Name: Jackals
-
Windswept tracks of painted horses
Echo up the avenue
As snowfalls and covers up the traces
Until they fade from view
A streetlamp flickers in the distance
The only thing that sheds a light
And inside, the people in the carriage
Whisper off into the night
Who will choose
Just who will lose?
Outside running through the alley
A band of jackals has their way
The fences are overwhelmed, defenseless
It's done before the break of day
And sometimes when you stop to wonder
What it underneath the lies
Those voices come ringing through the darkness
You can hear the cries
Who will choose
Just who will lose? - Track Name: The Great Divide
-
Painted Glass
Colored lines
Seem to illustrate the truth
What you want
What you find
Doesn't mean you've got the proof
We've been wandering for so long
We've been wandering for so long
Fairy tales
In disguise
Twisted up just like a root
A bed of nails
The Great Divide
There's a madman on the loose
We've been wandering for so long
We've been wandering on and on and on
Yeah you're shipwrecked on the white sand
The captain had his own plans
On and on and on
There's planes flying overhead now
Trying to make it rain down
On and on and on
There's a highway coming right through
To bring the world right to you
On and on and on
The engine's in the red now
Gun it till it burns out
On and on and on - Track Name: You're The Sea
-
There's no backsliding this time
You can see right through me
I try to walk a straight line down
Down the road to you
A serpent stings in my mind
While the angels fight it out
And still the fruits on your vine grow
As you fill your garden
That you'd want to share with me
Is what I find so amazing
Because I'm just a boat
But you're the sea
An evergreen is swaying
As the winter whispers through
A perfect day of raining moves...
It's funny how it moves you
Nothing that you're saying
Really means that much to me
Compared to the cascading sound
Of your voice in motion
And that you'd want to sing with me
Is what I find so amazing
Because I'm just a boat
But you're the sea - Track Name: Strange Paradise
-
You're holding onto nothing
Like it's all you've ever had
Your fingers clutch the vapors
As they float right through your hands
The fables that we've agreed to
Are built upon the sand
The high tides of the ocean
Shake the places where we stand
At the end of the long and winding road
There's a strange paradise
How you get to it nobody knows
'Cause there ain't no going back twice
The symphony keeps playing
A song with no refrain
The patterns are ever changing
Formed by drops of falling rain
All that you can count on
Is that nothing stays the same
The only thing you're left with
Is the sound of your own name
At the end of the long and winding road
There's a strange paradise
How you get to it nobody knows
'Cause there 'aint no going back twice
The freight train's coming 'round
There aint no stopping, no slowing down
You hear that whistle sound?
Pack your bags boys, we're moving out - Track Name: Moving Target
-
Over and under
Always just off the mark
Pushing and pulling
Ending up back at the start
You can go around for days
Trying so many ways
While the scenery has changed
The names are new
The words still come out the same
Sometimes the fault line
Gives itself to the quake
After, you realize
Who has been on the take
You can go around for days
Trying so many ways
While the scenery has changed
The names are new
The words still come out the same
Shooting at moving target
Knocked out, the fight was fixed
You can't hit a moving target
So pay up, the champ wins again - Track Name: Trap Door
-
I woke up bright and early
Just before the dawn
The sun has been hidden
Sometimes, I feel like it's gone
I'm going through the motions
I try to soldier on
But I've almost forgotten
What it's like, 'cause it's been so long
On the floor, there's a trap door waiting
To take me down
I walk towards the faded shadings
Of what was once around
Then I trip the switch...
I'm going down
Falling through, I'm spinning around
I'm going down, down, down, down
Falling through, I'm spinning around
Falling through, I'm spinning around
As clear as a crystal
Is how I used to see
The luminescent highway
Was the road in front of me
But I've been going round in circles
I am where I began
I can't find an exit
This wasn't in the plan
On the floor, there's a trap door waiting
To take me down
I walk towards the faded shadings
Of what was once around
Then I trip the switch...
I'm going down
Falling through, I'm spinning around
I'm going down, down, down, down
Falling through, I'm spinning around
Falling through, I'm spinning around
