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I fought hard for us But you left me wounded in the doorway I had to take the pain Til none of me remained The moment you took out all the lights I gave up on love When you left me broken in the moonlight There’s nothing left to fear I’ve drowned it all in tears On the moment that you slipped into the night There’s a thing called lust And it leaves us crying out for mercy But Forgiveness never comes Our confessions never done Just a softly spinning controversy I believed you once But so would anyone With half a mind to come when they’re called Drifting to the light From lifeless oceans But it was just a sirens call You pulled me down now I’m beneath it all I fought hard for us But I gave up on love I fought hard for us But I gave up on love
The Hound 03:49
The wait is over The final chapter The way the world comes crashing down On you, on you The dark of winter The shadows play across your face An icy shiver As constellations spin in place What is lost ain’t always found darkness tracks you like a hound The sky is streaked and grey and Nothing ever kills the pain What do you want? What do you want? When shadows gather (Spinning like a storm) It doesn’t matter who you are (Somewhere lost out in the cold ) The lights start flashing in your head (Let me out of here) I’m dying, dying The light inside is going out The light inside is going out What is lost ain’t always found darkness tracks you like a hound The sky is streaked and grey and Nothing ever kills the pain
Cortisol 03:37
I am lost behind the lines In a foreign land With no strength to stand I would walk if I were able But the feeling’s gone And the road is long Take look inside my heart What do you see there? Other than the scars I wish I felt like I was safe there Just another day in a lonely place Never at home , In the sunlight I was so cold, all the time Then I found you , I was drifting away Then I saw you Then I saw you I am a million miles away What can I say my love? Why the silent gaze? What have I become? Have the lights gone out? When are you coming home? Dark and endless days With nowhere to run And I’m faithful And I know it won’t be long But I’m tired But I’m tired Self betrayal But I’m trying to be strong But I’m tired I’m so tired
The dull edged ache Of sleepless nights A weary mind will wander Through frozen panes The Fading lights There’s not a soul awake Moonlight splashes on the wall Safe behind the gates She’s waiting there in dreamless sleep Without a heart to break Winter cold and razor wire Footprints in the snow Gather closer to the fire And tell me what you know Fade into Midnight The Crown and the confidant Blood on the Roses The Crown and the confidant The raven gazes through the glass No light beyond the door The forest filled with barren trees Our treasure from the war As decades pass from memory The stories still remain As shadows fall so will we all And never speak her name Fade into Midnight The Crown and the confidant Blood on the Roses The Crown and the confidant kiss from the hangman The Crown and the confidant Ashes to ashes The Crown and the confidant
Let’s just say that it’s over Nothing left but to leave you alone I’ve got eyes on the door No more lies anymore, anymore I grew tired of the games Happiness always falls out of frame There’s no hope without light Break my heart like you did every night I don’t care where you’ve been Sneaking out as the days creeping in There’s no right without wrong When darkness falls, then it won’t be long Shadows soften your face Reaching out for an empty embrace Turn our song into silence Sing it back to me now, to me now Who knew me better than you ? For that I’m grateful I know whatever you need you’ll find it And I’ll never forget you, forget you No I’ll never forget you
The morning is breaking The city moves without a sound The shadows are teeming underground The rattle of the subway line like the cadence to a song We've been living in the darkness for too long Rhythm to rage We'll fight our way out of this cage There's ten thousand soldiers at the door Rhythm to rage When all our dreams begin to fade All is fair in love and in war The silence is deafening, like an unrequited love Like searching for the words that never come Just like a horror movie that doesn't have an end, A disbelief that you cannot suspend
Haven’t seen the sun for days And your voice sounds like a distant radio I twist myself in knots for you But I’ll confirm this much is true There won’t be a winner in the end I Tried my hardest not to break The jilted lover Walk in circles just to pass the time away And there’s that Sound again I should run for cover Win or lose Its how you play the game I can't give you everything barely holding it together My world's on a string With Tied hands and tangled fingers Fine Take everything If you can tear it from me You want everything but the troubles in the wanting everything. You like the sound of your own voice And it might be best if I just walked away I gave you all that I could give I barely own the will to live I guess I’ll pay the consequences
Red Horizon 03:53
Made it thorough the fire To the other side Don’t know what they told you But I’m certain that they lied There’s a red horizon That I always see Am I asleep or dreaming Or is this reality? Reborn in darkness Rewiring my brain I got to come home but I’ll never be the same I’m in love with a feeling It’s running through my veins Like a cadence beating Enraptured by the pain When I turn the lights out The feeling always comes Staring through my eyelids at the barrel of a gun There the ghosts are waiting With their empty eyes There the ghosts are waiting Back out on the line When I turn the lights out Specters everywhere Staring at the mirror but nobody is there There’s a red horizon That I always see Am I dead or dreaming Or is this reality?
Swan Dives 06:06
Thinking back on days of hope When your eyes were full of wanting I used to dream about It all But now I’m barely sleeping standing on the bridge alone Where I wish I had you in my arms But you couldn’t talk me down, I was so in love I guess that’s just the way it goes And those days are gone They seem so long ago Now we dive like swans Into the streets below There’s no where else to go If I ever get back on my feet Swimming through these hours of darkness You were something wild and sweet And I the cold bit to your teeth And those days are gone They seem so long ago Now we dive like swans Into the streets below There’s no where else to go This is how we go This is how we go Alone


“A blend of gorgeously cinematic, dream pop meeting a more structured indie ethic of the sort that cool and imaginative left field musicians have been making from Cocteau twins to Alvvays and at every point in between. Throw in some wonderful vocal textures and an occasional wander into darker pop territory and you have an intriguing and beguiling proposition. The Crown and The Confidant in particular runs along the same mercurial commerciality that saw the likes of The Cure move from alternative, arty upstarts to arena favourites, The Hound takes more brooding ambient routes and Rhythm To Rage matches dance floor finesse with indie otherness.

A fantastic slice of all things that sit on the border of cultish and commercial, cool enough to appeal to the discerning tastes of the underground and hot enough to sell to the masses. Not only does that blend not come together very often, who’d have thought that you’d find it in the alt-country confines of East Nashville.”

“Nashville based Palm Ghosts have delivered their third album, Architecture. The nine tracks showcase the band’s own unique brand of dreampop and indie rock.

Nashville is a songwriters town and any artist out of Nashville should rightly expect that a high standard be applied to their songcraft. This album stands out against such scrutiny with strength and style, as well as imaginative arrangements and interesting musical passages.

Palm Ghosts show themselves to be a band with deep talent and a highly developed artistic sensibility. This album is an absolute must have.”

“Tight in execution and filled with relevant ambiance, Nashville’s own Palm Ghosts deliver a solidly retro-modern album in the form of ‘Architecture’. designed with an electric style symphony of sound and a penchant for that left of center vibe that only comes with future masterpieces, Palm Ghosts give the masses an album rife with creativity and abound with aural astonishment. Bravo!”

“Palm Ghosts have been around for around 5 years now and have a darkening goth/dream pop sound. They sound like they could be fronted by Dead Can Dance’s Brendan Perry such is Joseph Lekkas’ shadowy croon. Erica Whitney Wilkes provides a second vocal string adding a melodic counterpoint.

Backed by the rhythmic drive of bass and drums The Hound is lush and complex balancing the thrum of guitar with washed keyboards to conjure an epic and windswept vista. This is music of the darkening moors and portentous skies lit by flashes of spectral dreamwave.

From their album Architecture released on June 8th on Ice Queen Records, The Hound is a heady whirl of dream-haze gothic pop and the pick of the album. The influences are all there to be found, mainly 1980’s goth and coldwave bands from The Cure and Cocteau Twins to the art electronics of New Order and Peter Gabriel.

The Hound sounds ageless and evocative, an anthem for winter fire.”

“You sink joyfully into their simply rousing melodies, let yourself fall because you know you are caught, carried by an intelligent community. You feel transported back into the distant adventures of the screen heroes in a dream of greatness and justice. Sounds that are not so much 3AM pop, but rather driving keyboards and accentuated bass playing, with indie-pop glitter and the ups and downs of their complementary voices and lively moods, with crisp electronics and engaging romance from New Wave times.

If the world would end with Who Knew Me Better Than You, it wouldn’t matter and it would be wonderful in a surreal way. So this is rather a brand-new trip into the afterlife, dream gliding and unstoppable.”
–guteshoerenistwichtig (Austria)

“Ridley Scott trained as a set designer, Edward Hopper painted a whole series of esoteric buildings, Roger Waters and Nick Mason used their undergraduate studies in architectural design to build the seismic masterpiece Dark Side of The Moon. There’s something about architecture that inspires the artistic muse; simply look at Palm Ghosts newest work.

Sadness and happiness, just like a piece of architecture. It’s a fitting metaphor for vocalist/bassist Joseph Lekkas, who sketched song ideas in May 2017 on paper, rehearsed the songs with the remaining four Nashville based band members, found a interlink between the masculine and feminine facets (the male / female co-lead vocals throughout), musically raising the records with the caged drum sounds and keyboard/guitar duets of the New Wave records of The Cure, XTC and Peter Gabriel. Forward thinking, aware, stately and balanced – sounds like a piece of architecture to me alright!

Now, however pretentious that writerly metaphor is, Architecture is a corking synth rock album, with some arresting drumming and fine bass work from Lekkas (he plays the lead fills with the seduction and meticulousness of John Deacon and Peter Hook). The Crown and The Confidantand Rhythm to Rage are bright and buoyant, rhythmic and riff centred, the guitar licks are sprightly played by Benjamin Jason Douglas and Jason Springman. Red Horizon opens with a crackling electronic pulse, leading to a fast paced rock track that’s strangely danceable. If you’re a sucker to the delightful eighties soundscapes of eighties greats HeartBeat City (The Cars) and How Old Are You? (Robin Gibb), then Love In Winter is a particularly potent go-to track, a swampy intro played with zeitgeist zest and zip.

Lekkas has an ear for synth pop as The Hound demonstrates. A Cinematic Dream Pop tale of American dreams dying, this is an air of highways flying down the road, a rocker in the Bruce Springsteen/Tom Petty school, but complete with 4AD dream synths and REM jangles. Who Knew Me Better Than You?, while a little watery in production, has that driving rock energy of seventies New Wave, sure to be a live favourite. A Lover’s Quarrel is the most contemporaneous, hip-hop drums and reverb mikes makes this a Danger Mouse/Damon Albarn type classic (it’s the best track on the album too!). Erica Whitney Wilkes sings with art pop ballast, rock heavy and hard hitting, but safe and sanguine too – they make a fine vocal pair!

It’s the building blocks to success and Architecture may have a title that would wet the lips of an academic, but it also has the rock sound of a great new wave band, bringing guitars and keyboards in an esoteric and exciting fashion.”


released June 8, 2018

Palm Ghosts is:

Joseph Lekkas / Vocals, Bass, Guitar, Keyboards, Percussion
Erica Whitney Wilkes / Vocals, Keyboards
Benjamin Jason Douglas / Guitars, Keyboards
Jason Springman / Guitar, Drums, Keyboards
Rene Lambert / Drums

Additional Musicians:

Erin Nelson / Drums on Cortisol & Who Knew Me Better Than You?

Produced, Recorded and Mastered by: Joseph Lekkas @ Greenland Studios, Nashville TN except Who Knew Me Better Than You? Mastered by Paul Mahern, Mahern Audio, Bloomington IN

Words and Music By Joseph Lekkas except
Love in Winter, A Lover's Quarrel and The Crown and The Confidant, Words and Music by Joseph Lekkas and Benjamin Jason Douglas
and Swan Dives Words and Music by Joseph Lekkas, Benjamin Jason Douglas and Jason Springman.

Art and Design by: Matt Hanemann

(p) Cheetah Vs. Helicopter Music (ASCAP)

(c) 2018 Ice Queen Records


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Palm Ghosts Nashville, Tennessee

Palm Ghosts is the sound of an 80s prom in a war zone…located in the dead heart of country music, Nashville, TN.

More at home in rainy Manchester, the quartet weaves cinematic dream pop and new wave with brooding post punk.

Embracing their 80’s idols, like New Order, The Cure, David Bowie, John Carpenter and even Divine, Palm Ghosts take the genre to soaring new heights.
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