Ruralism EP

by Background Radiation

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"We wanted to take a short break from our Singles Series to try something different. The result is six short folk songs strung together with nature field recordings. These minimalist tracks evoke the feel of Ludo and I playing live together with just a guitar, glockenspiel, and vocals. We hope that enjoy this EP just as much as we enjoyed making it. Have a great summer!" ~ Tim

Download the EP and you will get the bonus track "Vogel" included! Vogel is a short ambient drone piece using bits from August Years and The Only Beautiful Day This Week.

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released July 27, 2014

All track written by Maas / Dwyer

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Background Radiation is the musical collaboration between Ludo Maas & Tim Dwyer

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Track Name: August Years
The ghost of June is my beating heart
The spectre of July never departs
August is a bridge from this world to the fall
When the wind blows, autumn hears the call

It's been years and those august days
Are coming back again
It's been years and those august days
Are coming back again
Track Name: Summer Sun
I'm about to lose my mind
Heatwave falling from the sky
I'm giving up
I'm giving up
I'm giving up
I'm giving up

Sun shining so bright and wide
The day burns now pass on by
I'm reaching up
I'm reaching up
I'm reaching up
I'm reaching up

I see the light
Of the summer sun
But twilight has come
Track Name: The Only Beautiful Day This Week
The woodpecker makes a rhythm sound
In my thoughts I think I might drown
The only beautiful day this week gives me something to think about.
Track Name: South-Facing Wall
I belonged to you
and you belonged to me
a sentimental picture of
the ghost I cannot leave
These sour-apple quinces
among the slender thorns
are all that’s left of what I knew
before we were forlorn

Staring at
A South-Facing Wall again
There's no end
There's no end
In sight