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Everyone's A Photographer
2005

Horse Stories - Everyone's a Photographer 

Exquisite... these 13 songs leave you craving more
4 STARS - MOJO
This wonderful album is their most ambitious yet... the quieter moments could raise gooseflesh.
4 STARS - UNCUT
Recalls Wilco's recent awesome studio-bound experimentation and REM at their most countrified... Really, there's no higher praise than that.
8/10 - NME
Burke's never been one for extravegance... his most full-sounding, pop-friendly collection yet.
Q
Beautiful… reminiscent of the tortured, feverish beauty of Sparklehorse.
Rolling Stone

 

Lyrics

1. 24/45

(Instrumental)

Toby Burke - Electric Guitar
Beth Balmer - Accordion

2. (Too Many People Fall for the Same) Lies

The wreck of a home
Projected nightly on your own
So call all the dogs
And gather the family for talks

Too many people fall for the same lies
Too many people fall for the same lies
Time after time

Part of you knows
Never to ask or propose
So pile in the car
And ride it into the dark

Too many people fall for the same lies
Too many people fall for the same lies

Toby Burke - Vocals, Electric Guitar
Clinton Stapleton - Drums
Beth Balmer - Vocals, Wurlitzer, Organ
Pall Jenkins - Bass

3. Firewall

You come on like a firewall
You come on like a fire
You come on like a firewall
And I won’t put you out
No I won’t pull you down.

Meet me in the garden at night
Meet me in the garden
Meet me in the garden at night
And I won’t pull you out
No I won’t put you down

To see you in the morning light
To see you in the morn
To see you in the morning light
Could brighten up my eye
Could brighten up my eye

Toby Burke - Vocals, Electric & Acoustic Guitars, Effects
Clinton Stapleton - Drums
Beth Balmer - Vocals, Wurlitzer, Violin
Pall Jenkins - Vocals
Scott Mercado - Bass

4. The Wheels

Choose a lie
Tell it fast
You don’t want to be the last
To say it for
One and all
Your mother and your father know

The wheels won’t slow
The wheels won’t slow

Choose a life
Live it fast
There’s no future in the past
But your brother and
Your best friend know
You still don’t know where to go
And

The wheels won’t slow
The wheels won’t slow

Don’t you know...
Don’t you know...

Choose a line
Walk it hard
Don’t you wander off the path
They’ll leave you out, all alone
Wondering ‘bout the after-show

The wheels won’t slow
The wheels won’t slow

Don’t you know...
Don’t you know...

Toby Burke - Vocals, Electric & Acoustic Guitars
Clinton Stapleton - Drums, Tambourine
Beth Balmer - Vocals, Piano
Scott Mercado - Bass
Robert Ackley - Trumpet

5. Bloody Time of the Year

Flash your eyes, like a photograph
I’m a slave in them
Turn your hand, like a dullen’d knife
I won’t be sane again

Cause it’s a bloody time of the year
It’s a bloody time of the year
It’s a bloody time of the year
When you’re in love

Lash my hands, to the post and rail
Seems the thing to do
I’ll fix my smile, like a broken dial
Just to see me through

It’s a bloody time of the year
It’s a bloody time of the year
It’s a bloody time of the year
When you’re in love

So, I go
Too far, too slow
Again

Flash your eyes, like a photograph
I’m a slave in them
Blind I’ll run, for the only one
Can make me feel again

Cause it’s a bloody time of the year
It’s a bloody time of the year
It’s a bloody time of the year
When you’re in love
When you’re in love
When you’re in love

So, I go
Too far, too slow
So, I go
Too far, too slow
Again

Cause it’s a bloody time of the year
It’s a bloody time of the year
It’s a bloody time of the year
When you’re in love
When you’re in love
When you’re in love

Toby Burke - Vocals, Electric & Acoustic Guitars
Clinton Stapleton - Drums
Beth Balmer - Vocals, Piano, Organ, Bass

6. There is a Heart on The Harrow

When the cold autumn light
Hits the old buildings right
She’ll find a way to cover up the grey
Anyhow

When the stores are all closed up tight
And the homes are burning bright
She’ll find a way to cover up the grey
She’ll light the way, but I am not afraid

Of a heart falling down
Of a heart falling down

When the only thing going right
Is the sound of a neighbor’s fight
She’ll light the way, but I am not afraid
She’ll light the way, but I am not afraid

Of a heart falling down
Of a heart falling down
Of a heart.

Toby Burke - Vocals, Electric & Acoustic Guitars
Clinton Stapleton - Drums
Beth Balmer - Vocals, Wurlitzer

7. (Horn Crash)

(Instrumental)

Robert Ackley - Trumpet

8. You Explained Away Everything

Sad scenes at the break of day
She’s dragging out the bags again
She’s got a lot of things going on
And you are only one.

Talking like a paperboy
Throwing headlines and nothing more
Somehow you’re figuring out
She never liked it how...

You explained away everything
Like a wrong number again
And you closed out every night
With some silly little
Fight
Fight

Phone calls from miles away
Everybody got something to say
You got a lot of things going on
If only she were one.

So ho-hum and a bottle of rum
This is called having fun
Strange way of figuring out
She never liked it how...

You explained away everything
Like a wrong number again
And you closed out every night
With some silly little
Fight
Fight
Fight

Toby Burke - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Clinton Stapleton - Drums
Beth Balmer - Vocals, Piano, Strings
Robert Ackley - Trumpet

9. The Ten

It’s hard to stay awake
When you’re on the Interstate
And you’re finally alone
‘Cause she’s driving you home

Someone had to drive
So you drank to be polite
Now the tyres’ lonely moan
Is like a conversation going on

The cops won’t stop you know
’Cause you’re heading out of town
And the lights slowly spread apart
Till you’re driving through the dark

You try to catch a glimpse
Of a sign between your blinks
Then you see a name you know
You’re already home

She says
“Come on in...
…You can’t sleep in this thing”

Now you’re staring at the sheets
In those gentle waves of sleep
And as into your arms she falls
You wonder why you went out at all
…at all.

Toby Burke - Vocals, Electric & Nylon String Guitars
Clinton Stapleton - Drums
Beth Balmer - Vocals, Piano, Accordion
Scott Mercado - Bass

10. Tonight… On the Radio

The weight of all the world
Has fallen on a girl
She doesn’t even know
But it’s about to show

Later on outside
You’ve waved off all the flies
And the only buzz that’s heard
Is a thousand little words

Tonight
Tonight
Tonight

And in a day or even more
Sprawled out on this floor
Will the morning light still find
You and I?
Just like...

Tonight
Tonight
Tonight

...and on the radio
Plays a song
That you both know

She says she doesn’t know the words
But she’s humming every verse
So it comes as no surprise
When she sings them through a smile

Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight

Toby Burke - Vocals, Electric & Acoustic Guitars
Clinton Stapleton - Drums
Beth Balmer - Vocals, Piano, Organ
Scott Mercado - Bass

11. Follow The Thames

Corrode out
Hollow your heart
And mind, you won’t need them tonight.

This Friday night
Wreck at the bend
Don’t need, know that you’re on the mend.

So I follow your eyes, once round the room.
I follow the stars, right to the moon.
And follow the Thames, all the way home.

Call it a night
We’re all alone

All the riders fall, around here.
All the riders fall, this year.

To follow your eyes...
Follow the stars...
And follow the Thames, all the way home

So I follow your eyes, once round the room.
I follow the stars, right to the moon
And follow the Thames, all the way home

Sometimes it seems
The roads and the streets
Belong to those on the run

Toby Burke - Vocals, Electric Guitar
Clinton Stapleton - Drums
Beth Balmer - Vocals, Piano, Strings
Scott Mercado - Bass

12. Man O’ Holes

There’s a little hole
Running through my heart
About the size of everyone I know

I can feel the cold breeze
Rushing through it
Whenever
You walk by my side

But it don’t mean I love you
Any less at all
That little hole is where you got in

There’s a little hole
Running to my brain
About the shape of everyone I know

I can feel the cold light
Rush into it
Whenever
You are in my sight

But it don’t mean I love you
Any less at all
That little hole is where you got in

And all these holes
Grow and grow and grow
But it won’t ever show

It don’t mean I love you
Any less at all
The little hole is where you got in

Toby Burke - Vocals, Electric & Acoustic Guitars
Clinton Stapleton - Drums
Beth Balmer - Vocals, Piano, Organ

13. This Weather Will Go

I hear you coming
Your high heels knocking
On pavements of cold stone

You’re late for the weekend
And so many meetings
But what are you really on?

You scream like an ambulance
Falling on down the stairs
But what are you really on?

Like a cloud’s shadow
You roll through a narrow hall
But what are you really on?

Just like this weather
You’ll go
Just like the weather
We’ll talk about you all day long

Just like this weather
You’ll go
Just like the weather
We’ll talk about you all day long

This weather will go
This weather will go

Toby Burke - Vocals, Electric & Acoustic Guitars
Clinton Stapleton - Drums
Beth Balmer - Vocals, Piano, Strings

 

Liner Notes

Produced and Mixed by Pall Jenkins & Horse Stories
Engineered by Pall Jenkins
Recorded and Mixed at Stereo Disguise Recording Laboratories in San Diego, January 2005
Mastered by Shawn Joseph at Optimum Mastering in Bristol, UK

All songs written by T.F.X. Burke
Except ‘This Weather Will Go’ by Burke/Balmer

Photography concepts by Will Mahon, Dan Mahon and Toby Burke
Photographs by Dan Mahon
Design by Will Mahon

Thanks to:

Our friends and families.
Ambie & Eric. Scott (happy birthday) & Robert, for playing along. Tom & Mark at Loose. Nick & the nonzero team. John, for the demo’s. Melinda, for photo’s. Melody (& Hank), for letting us take over. Zach, for the last-minute Wurlitzer. Thurbers, for the wheels. Adam, for lodgings & the law. fielding, for somewhere to rehearse. Jon at CNL. Sophie & Ash. Honest Wyndham Wallace. Wilbur & Dan, for making things look so nice. Jose, for drawings & general support. Dan Ford, for trying. Pall, for his faith and (pretty) good humor. And to anyone who bought this record - rather than burning it, borrowing it, or even just plain humming it.

Toby would particularly like to thank Jessica… without whose support, encouragement and understanding this may never have eventuated.

A note about the lyrics (website only):

"I wrote almost all of this record whilst living in a tiny flat in London, with my girlfriend at the time (now my wife). We really didn't have much money and I didn't like London at all. She would go to work every day, or travel for work, and between tours I would sit in that tiny flat writing or just trying to figure out what to do with myself.
As a result, the lyrics wound up feeling very domestic to me and the working title of the record was 'A Simple Home' (based on the Flaubert story 'A Simple Heart'). I was a bit miserable, but home was still a really great place, it felt safe and loving. There's never a direct link between lyrics and my life, but it's just a mood I guess, and to me these songs paint these little domestic tales, not necessarily about anyone - for better or worse."

Toby
2007

Videos

You Explained Away Everything by Ivor Jones  

Firewall by Will & Toby


Camera by Will
Additional Camera by Dom & Toby
Stunt Driving by Dom
Production Support by Jess & Hannah
Special thanks to Oscar the Dog for waiving his usual fee.