Track By Track: See if you can unpack Leroy Francis' dynamic debut EP, S.O.R.E
The Sydney artist sent us some cryptic tales for each track.
Last Friday saw the release of Sydney-based artist Leroy Francis' debut EP, S.O.R.E, and what an effervescent collection of tracks it is. Flitting between any number of genres, from the driving indie-pop of opener Going Steady, lovesick lullabies like Intoxicated Dreams, to the lo-fi garage-pop feels of Carry Me, it's a dynamic and egnaging release that exposes an exciting talent.
We asked him to write up a little track by track for the release, which starts out normal enough, but becomes rather cryptic by the end, and we love it. Take a listen and see if you can figure it out below:
After moving back to Australia from NYC, I was living in an old shed on a farm for a while, which is where this song was partially recorded. It was run down and full of spiders and I would spend my nights watching horror films on a projector. Having no means of transport and kilometres away from other people was isolating and lonely but I knew my sweetheart was out there.
This song was about nights repeating themselves. Every night going out with a different group of people, the faces change but the story stays the same. At the end of the night everyone pairs off and I go home alone.
Went to a party
I danced all night
I drank 16 beers
And I started up a fight
But now I am jaded
You're out of luck
I'm rolling down the stairs
Too drunk to fuck
I belong, a long way from here
I put on a poncho and played for mosquitoes
And drank 'till I was thirsty again
We went searching, through thrift store jungles
Found Geronimo's rifle, Marilyn's shampoo
And Benny Goodman's cursive pen
Well, okay, I made this up
I promise you I'd never give up
If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad?
Sleeping Ain’t Easy
I have made a big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
You can't help me, not you guys
And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk
You can all go take a walk
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