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Flowers Telegraphed to All Parts of the World

by The Garment District

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1.
The Flower District wakes at dawn
 Musicians stumble out of the loft 
Into the streets to find sleep 

 Long shadows of November are here Casting their doubt on neon marquees
 Stood at the window fixing his lens
 Clutching a camera through the haze Pushing microphones through the floor
 Editing photos in the hall
 22,000 photos of that smoky city
 Made the whites like halos glowing
 He saw death in the automat He put his finger in the slot
I'm recording the radio when you leave I'm recording underneath the stairs I'm recording my life You just happen to be in it
 You’re sending radio telegrams So you can hear your name on air I'm recording the radio when you leave I'm recording underneath the stairs I'm recording my life You just happen to be in it
2.
Do you wonder about me?
 Or if I’m wondering about you? The world makes it too easy For us to look at all the things we can’t see
 When you sailed to the islands When you walked down the streets of Rome When you did nothing together Did he brush your hair or seem withdrawn? Is your hair thick or fine?
 Does it tangle in the wind or fall in place? We watch the same moon rise Stopping to count our lost days
 Do you wonder about me? 
Or if I’m wondering about you? Are those eyes of yours dark brown Or are they a dusty green?
 Is your hair thick or fine?
 Does it tangle in the wind or fall in place? We watch the same moon rise Stopping to count our lost days
 In a place called Polish Hill On a street called Finland, do you pretend that Your giant lake is the seashore like I do When I gaze into these three rivers

3.
Following Me 05:10
Walk on We leave on Follow my footsteps down the shore When you cry, your tears just fall They drown in the water That runs down through your toes I know, well I know I felt the pain you feel inside I did too love one in the ways That you say, that you love me Are you following our dream Are you following anything Can you see All things my eyes can see Are you following me Walk on We leave on Follow my footsteps down the shore When you cry, your tears just fall They drown in the water That runs down through your toes Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah La La La La La La La La La La La La
4.
You held a golden starfish in your hands Five long arms each one a distant land to where The sun's warm rays the ether deep and free The waves below where we would dive for dreams Above the sea the sun flashed bright, the world kept pace You turned to the pier across an intricate maze The years are shapes in time, in disguise too late Into the silver dawn, the leaping white clouds sail on
5.
6.
A cardboard box one piece of paper inside Ten short words handwritten on it Her name is Victoria and I cannot keep her Just a season when she was left on the most convenient doorstep Fifty dollars every month Arrived in May for 18 years The train pulls in at midnight Collinwood Mansion, forty rooms fogged in Welcome to the beginning and end of the world The kind of place where only two people get off at the station Sent to the girls foundling home Postmarked Bangor, Maine The island of stability
7.
After the disco They’d go and watch The Northern Lights The greyest town on Earth Lit up with colors On those nights The daughters of its coal miners Scattered 300 miles away Ghost towns of the Eastern Bloc What’s left of their hometown Crumbling apartment complexes They set fire To the one Cinema in town Out of the coal mines Into the forest Out of the coal mines Into the forest She was the first Baby born in town Saved the newspaper From that day Now the town sits like A sleeping monster on its crest Days and nights of tomorrows Telling them to run Out of the coal mines Into the forest Out of the coal mines Into the forest
8.
9.
Long helicopter ride Low over Rust Belt city Rivers shine Twilight minds Gold and grey Can't forget all their names Those who watched over me Beside me, next to me Tired aides April, Holly, Alice, Linda Seven-hour watch Wheeled away The tiny man from London From the old wing I could see The Downtown lights Shining on the Allegheny Left with no memory Of time and it glows green The instrument That plays itself It plays itself

about

THE GARMENT DISTRICT
Flowers Telegraphed to All Parts of the World
Happy Happy Birthday To Me Records
Orange vinyl available here:
www.hhbtm.com/product/flowers-telegraphed-to-all-parts-of-the-world/

On their second full-length LP, The Garment District delivers a Kunstkabinett of sound reminiscent of the Manhattan neighborhood (and others around the globe, both existing and shuttered) with which they share a name. Just as one might wander through a Garment District shop entranced by a staggering display of fabric from seemingly every era and locale, surrounded by rows of buttons, threads and trimmings, listeners will be equally entranced by the hypnotic array of textured sounds on Flowers Telegraphed to All Parts of the World.

The album was recorded in a friend’s home studio nestled in the labyrinthian hills of Western Pennsylvania during the time warp surrounding the pandemic. For composer and arranger Jennifer Baron (who plays numerous instruments on the album), settling in at David Klug’s studio atop Pittsburgh’s Mount Washington allowed her to stretch and challenge herself, creating expansive arrangements. In another lifetime, just miles away within nearby hills and hamlets, Jennifer’s great-grandfather arrived from Zagreb, forming a family band, a tamburitza orchestra featuring her grandfather, great-aunt and great- uncles, who performed in Monongahela Valley steel towns. Jennifer’s work with her cousin Lucy Blehar, who supplies lead vocals, continues this family music-making heritage.

Along with guitar, bass, and drums, listeners will encounter a full suite of strings, horns, a variety of percussion, and finely woven keyboards and vocals. Some parts were improvised on-site, while others evolved at home, highlighting Jennifer’s collection of analog keyboards before being translated into final recordings. Having the opportunity to experiment with equipment borrowed from friends, like a rare 1970s Roland Paraphonic 505 and a 1960s UMI Buzz Tone Volume Expander, shaped the exploratory process of crafting dimensional melodies and instrumentation. The result is a gilded tapestry of pop music history that is both panoramic and idiosyncratic.

With nine distinct songs clocking in at 45 minutes, the album invites you to sing, dance, be transported or reflect. “Left on Coast,” “A Street Called Finland,” and “The Starfish Song” have a radio-friendly appeal that will draw in new listeners. You will find yourself humming these tunes long after you’ve stopped playing the record. Some may provide the audio to your dreams. But catchy as they are, the songs are not simple: they veer, they loop and they ruminate. At moments, the music feels mysterious and even clairvoyant, like it is channeling the spirits of a distant, secret past.

It should not come as a surprise to behold such intricate beauty coming from the hands of Jennifer Baron, who has deep roots in independent music, including being a founding member of The Ladybug Transistor (Merge Records), and having worked with English musician Sonic Boom (Spacemen 3, Spectrum) and Jowe Head (Swell Maps, Television Personalities). The Garment District brings Baron’s extended musical circle to the fore by featuring Gary Olson (The Ladybug Transistor), Kyle Forester (Crystal Stilts), Shivika Asthana (Papas Fritas) and her cousin Lucy Blehar (vocals). Adding to the sonic depth are contributions from Jennifer’s close collective of musicians, including Dan Koshute, Corry Drake, Sean Finn and Alex Korshin. But while listeners may wonder exactly who plays and who sings which part at any given moment, they will never forget that they are listening to The Garment District. The sound is unique, and for all its complexity, the music is never fussy or pretentious. Often, it’s whimsical, idiosyncratic and imaginative. An instrument or lyric will flirt for your attention only to strut away in an unexpected direction, but without being rude about it. Not a moment is wasted, however; the album is cohesive from the first second to the last.

There’s an archival pleasure to be found in the music of The Garment District, which makes sense if you consider Baron’s background in museum education, independent crafts and photography. Many songs‚ and sounds within these songs, pay homage to the past: from the 1960s, listeners will detect the fingerprint of fuzzed-out psychedelia, orchestrated melodies and carnivalesque film soundtracks, most notably in the inspired cover of “Following Me” by The Human Expression, which replaces the 1967 male vocal with a female voice, expands the arrangement and adds a Girls in the Garage sensibility. From the 1970s, there are traces of funk and disco and Crazy Horse and Ian Curtis; from the 1980s, New Wave and synth-pop, along with high, floating bass lines, hip-hop beats, experimental passages and guitar crescendos. Somewhere there is a whistle and somewhere else there is spoken word. Yet despite being infused with the past, the music feels contemporary, even forward-looking. The record is a kaleidoscope of inspiration, which is a gift in these uncertain times.

RIYL: Free Design, Os Mutantes, Broadcast, Library Music

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“There’s not a lot of music I can think of that sounds like The Garment
District. Check that: there’s actually quite a bit of music that sounds like
parts of what The Garment District does, but I cannot think of anyone
who puts it all together, and steers it down such weird paths, like
Jennifer Baron. Her patient concoctions have definite rock and pop
leanings, but everything inside is skewed, tilted and curved, all pointed
in directions that it feels like no one else would see or shoot for.”

— Marc Masters, The Out Door


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credits

released September 22, 2023

Recorded, mixed and mastered at David Klug Studio in Pittsburgh, PA

Jennifer Baron: organs, synthesizers, electric piano, guitar on 1, 3, 5, 7, 9 (intro), bass on 7 & 8, backing vocals, melodica, drums on 7, glockenspiel, percussion, lyrics, music
Lucy Blehar: lead vocals on 1, 2, 3, 7; backing vocals
Dan Koshute: guitar on 2, 4, 6, 9; vocals on 4 & 6
Corry Drake: bass on 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 9
Sean Finn: drums on 1, 2, 3, 6
Shivika Asthana: drums on 4 & 9
Greg Langel: guitar on 1 (outro)
Dave Klug: shaker on 2; drums and güiro on 5
Alex Korshin: lead vocals on 9; backing vocals on 4
Gary Olson: trumpet on 4 & 5
Kyle Forester: saxophone on 5
Nate Musser: violin on 2

All songs written by Jennifer Baron, copyright Golden Mountain Frequencies Music (BMI), 2023, except “Following Me” by James Quarles, copyright Cicadelic Music LLC

Happy Happy Birthday To Me Records
P.O. Box 742 Athens, GA 30603
hhbtm.com

Album design by Ashley Devine (YEAHYELHSA)+ The Garment District
Album illustration by Maggie Lynn Negrete
Album front and back cover photography by Katie Krulock, Nicole Czapinski, Beth Evans and Jennifer Baron

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The Garment District Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

Music by multi-instrumentalist Jennifer Baron, founding member of The Ladybug Transistor (Merge). Featuring contributions from friends and family including her cousin Lucy Blehar on lead vocals. TGD has released music on Night-People Records, La Station Radar and Kendra Steiner Editions, and has contributed songs for compilations on Moon Glyph, Crash Symbols, Crafted Sounds and Esopus magazine. ... more

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