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Young Summer

from Wolves Named The Moon by Pine Tarts

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YOUNG SUMMER
in the sunjewelled heaven
of a young summer, i suffered
just to be near her
who i couldn’t have
who i couldn’t hold, and told
her something so stupid like how
she was like every
mountain stream i’d never seen,
like every emerald mossy ravine
i’d missed, like every strange
mountain berry my lips never kissed.
so i tried hard to be
just as cool as her, and no one
got the best of me, cause she didn’t
want my heart, just sometimes
the other part, so i wore a leather
jacket, with nothin under,
and beatleboots with no socks,
and hearts i plundered
upon my brow like a crown of pride
and i knew that my body
would never die.
she turned me into a tourist
in my town, she made me jealous
for all those days i wasn’t around
the kootenays, up and down 17th,
where her little brown feet
must have been walkin.
my heart went into the woods.
i forgot all the little hopes
i had nursed. in the forest i heard
the tune of wolves calling out
the name of the moon.
i sent my heart into the woods
and forgot all the little hopes
i had nursed. in the forest i heard
the immortal tune of wolves
calling out the name of the moon.
i sang to myself crimson & clover
when you don’t care, your cup
runneth over. my crimson heart
sleeps in the clover, it’ll forever be
young summer.

credits

from Wolves Named The Moon, released March 15, 2014
Jesse J. Powell - guitar left
Noah Rabinovitch - guitar right
Chris Bell - guitar middle
Leslie Bell - organ
Harvey Hinton - bass
Dillon Whitfield - drums

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Pine Tarts Calgary, Alberta

Pine Tarts make noisy garage-pop. Shoegaze? Stargaze? They crash heedless through the bush and show up at Pizza Bob's with bleeding palms. They are sometimes found brooding, pupils wide as saucers, in a corner of the Ship & Anchor, speaking in tongues. People do double-takes when they see what Pine Tarts are wearing. They have been spotted on midsummers eve on Banff Avenue with an elk skeleton ... more

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