Winter Stops All Sound EP

by Snoozer

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Snoozer is the [mostly] solo project of Susie Ghahremani. Winter Stops All Sound was recorded at Machines with Magnets in Providence, RI. Engineered by Keith Souza. For more information about Susie / Snoozer, please visit www.boygirlparty.com

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released October 23, 2003

Bass, Guitar, Synths, Organs, Vocals, etc = Susie Ghahremani
Drums and Cello = C. Hyde

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Snoozer Providence, Rhode Island

Snoozer is the mostly-solo project of ex-Providence, RI resident (now San Diego, CA resident) Susie Ghahremani of boygirlparty.com. She plays and sings all the things and makes her living as a visual artist because nobody pays for music anymore.

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Track Name: Labor Day
I'm thinking so fast, my mouth can't catch up. An afternoon nap might make me shut up / shut up shut up!

But things will work out, and that's what you'd say
(But I say) The sooner I sleep, the sooner I end today.

I'm so tired of all this imperfect way. At the crossroads I jaywalk into the day. Hold my hand, please don't let me stray. I might not make it to Labor Day.

My heart skips a beat. Get off the caffeine. But one little cup won't hurt me none. No!

But things will work out, and that's what you'd say.
(But I say) The sooner I sleep, the sooner I end today.
Track Name: Winterclothes
On your street we march like toy soldiers in our winter clothes
Sidewalks have been claimed by children with their broken branches.

When winter really comes, we won't know it. We'll be sleeping off the fall.

Tying your shoelace in double knots you'll never get undone
Walks through the piles of leaves, kick them up and watch the instant flurry

When winter stops all sound, we won't know it. We'll be sleeping off the fall.

Wind whistling sharp songs and speaking in between passing cars. Now we're thinking our secret we're never gonna tell.
Track Name: The Fuss
Hours counted by the records on repeat in the heat.
Slowly warped or scratched or ruined by the sun, this one's done.
The roads will drive themselves in the afternoon. The turnoff's soon.
Don't stop the car till I'm too far. Stupid is as stupid does so...

What's all the fuss? / I don't want to waste any precious time
What is the waste? / I don't want to think about all my crimes
What was the crime? / I don't think it's bad it's just that it's mine.
What's all that's mine?
Anything that burns, anything that dies.

Settle in a life I know is mine, but I'm a shifty kind.
Everyone expects the weather, seasons change and so do I.
The things I thought I'd do by now..
There comes a time when dreams are lies.

I'm gonna need another tank of gasoline to burn this steam so...

Where is my life? It's all scattered round like an accident. Where were you hit? It's not important that we go over this. What was the crime? / I don't think it's bad it's just that it's mine.
What's all that's mine?
Anything that burns, anything that dies