Immovable Feet EP
by Land Lovers
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Digital Album
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CD version of Immovable Feet EP, plus immediate download
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"Singer Pádraig Cooney likes to skew his songs just like a young Elvis Costello. Fidgety with choppy guitars, some gorgeous melodica and a muscular rhythm section, Immovable Feet is another collection of strange but infectious pop songs from Land Lovers. Strangest of all is Paddy Works the Maglev: a future tale of Irish navvies reverting to national stereotype and slaving on an undersea rail line between London and New York in 2041." - 4/5, RTE Guide
“[Land Lovers] know their way around a well-crafted pop tune blindfolded. Buckets of natural talent.” – State.ie
“Land Lovers have a certain romantic pop brand that is unique in itself for its purity. It is a very well-rounded, well thought out package that has a maturity that sets them apart.” – Connected Magazine
"As soon as I read the lyrics to Land Lovers' Paddy Works the Maglev, I knew they were my kind of band - it's a wonderful tale about homesick navvies working in the year 2041. There aren't too many songs on that subject. This approach to songwriting sets Land Lovers out from the crowd... the new album echoes the excellent sounds of bands like Television, Belle and Sebastian, The Go-Betweens and the Magnetic Fields." - News of the World
“[Land Lovers] know their way around a well-crafted pop tune blindfolded. Buckets of natural talent.” – State.ie
“Land Lovers have a certain romantic pop brand that is unique in itself for its purity. It is a very well-rounded, well thought out package that has a maturity that sets them apart.” – Connected Magazine
"As soon as I read the lyrics to Land Lovers' Paddy Works the Maglev, I knew they were my kind of band - it's a wonderful tale about homesick navvies working in the year 2041. There aren't too many songs on that subject. This approach to songwriting sets Land Lovers out from the crowd... the new album echoes the excellent sounds of bands like Television, Belle and Sebastian, The Go-Betweens and the Magnetic Fields." - News of the World
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Land Lovers are a band from Dublin in Ireland, who play in a melodic, wordy style that might not be actual pop music but is something of the sort. They are founder members of the Popical Island collective and they hope you enjoy whatever it is you do with their music. ... more
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- Track Name: Immovable Feet
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I was born with feet of lead
And I never had them replaced
But I know too well that's everyone's line
And with my feet of lead
I'd tread the boards unfailingly
Stepping on the wrong toes in the wrong time
Other guys maybe fantasise
Of twirling tiny dancers before their eyes
To me, that's no prize
Oh no (come on, come on!)
Oh no (come on, come on!)
Oh no (come on, come on!)
Oh no (come on, come on!)
And like I mentioned before, I have no place on the floor
I can't dance to a beat, I've got immovable feet
I got us theatre seats, I left the tickets on her dresser
Instead of dancing, I'll impress her
If there ever comes a day
When people once again go dancing
In pairs, then quite alone shall I be
And on that gloomy day
I'll drag these weighty soles of mine
To Bray, have them anchor me in the sea
And even though my feet are heavy-o
A suit of lead I'll wear 'cos it fits me so
And it keeps me below
Oh no (come on, come on!)
Oh no (come on, come on!)
Oh no (come on, come on!)
Oh no (come on, come on!)
And like I mentioned before, I have no place on the floor
I can't dance to a beat, I've got immovable feet
We could play guess-the-guest-speaker at the film club lecture
So, instead of dancing, let's conjecture
Let's see that echoey band play to a few fans
No matter how good they are, nobody will dance
Crisps and red lemonade where there's no music played
The only rhythm in there is that of bets laid. - Track Name: Paul Treacy Probably Knows
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There bloweth that straw again
He doesn't really want to be your boyfriend
Too pitiful for that thought
His politics are funny and his nerves are fraught
Does he even know the difference
Between a teenage stage and the lifelong rages that he sang about?
On the first sunny day in a long time
He's the grubbiest boy in the room
Chorus:
Paul Treacy probably knows
That you don't solicit for his feelings
He wants the power to glow,
But dimly, once in a while
You'll understand all his words
Some art is so impenetrable that it hurts
But he writes a good murder tale
Sets it to a drone and an offensive wail
Once elected, all the cinemas
Shall be obliged to shut down for one night in deference to his honesty
And the clones will decide they don't love him
Leaving you at his court on your own
Chorus
And if he has a problem
With your impassioned dedication
It's just the level of injustice that you
Can use to fuel your own creations - Track Name: Paddy Works the Maglev
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In the year 2041, and my chrome all-in-one I put on
The New York to London vactrain had just begun
Working on the Maglev
I'm weary of the Maglev
Allow me to chart the decline of our poor insignificant island
We fell from a giddy good time to be
Sinister amusements
For travellers from Thailand
Dreaming of the Maglev
Oh, I'm weary of the Maglev
Oh, been working on the Maglev all day
Oh, working on the Maglev
I don't understand the advanced ins-and-outs of these grim economics
My old pair remember a bright day when we
Collected plots of land and
Consumer electronics
But somewhere their choices were mad, they were drunk when they voted in dribs and in drabs
And, slowly, the companies made for the shore
Leaving monolithic husks in their wake
Leaving like the maglev
Oh, I'm weary of the Maglev
Oh, been working on the Maglev all day
Oh, working on the Maglev
Programmers to prostitutes
Estate agents found work in the hostels at least
The remaining ones, physicaly able and semi-skilled
Found that their prospects increased
If they departed, discarded their brains
And laid down the tracks for that old vactrain
Oh, I'm weary of the Maglev
Oh, been working on the Maglev all day long
Oh, working on the Maglev
Been workin' on it
Workin' on it
Been workin' on it
Workin' on it
