by Komps

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released November 3, 2017

Vocals/Guitar: Patrick Quinn
Drums/Percussion: Christophe
Bass/Keys: Mircea Tracke

Mixing: Mircea Tracke
Mastering: Greg Mindorff


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Komps Montreal, Québec

Inspired by rhythms round the world, waves of visceral expression filtered through a Montreal beyond borders, combining cumbia, funky soul, experimental alternative pop - strange, unique fusions infused with contagiously entrancing pathos and exhilaration - we are cosmonauts of the mind, we wish to stir the world's cauldron, we are Kompadres. ... more

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Track Name: Future vs. Past
call it in the air, we leave today,
we'll sail towards the sun, leave old man winter blowing,
this town is on the run so let them run their race,
leave them their periphery while we stay centered knowing,
little sky, i've been dying to meet you my whole life
you weren't sure if i existed and before you i wasn't sure i existed myself...

(chorus) girls and boys know joy's a choice
peace will come as pain will pass
the future will defeat the past
and youth you'll find is a state of mind
let's laugh again in lover's lanes that others may call alley ways
in life this is a dying game..

spring is in the air, we're singing in the street
they see it in her eyes, Ana's got a secret..
there's solace in our solitude, strength in unity,
traffic in the shallows, freedom in the deep end..


finally I have found a reason to fly, I found the wings of an angel when the guard-dog was sleeping, now I soar like a dragon, heart warmed like a cauldron,
i'm happy for day again now the monster's been tamed again,
a strange tribe is pulsing ebullient percussion, an agnostic conversion to this hypnotic custom, south of the statue's song we're swaying and staying warm when the chaotic river comes to rinse the blame from our bones -
but how long? How long? How long's this song to go for?
Come on, come on, get off, get what you came for!
Spinning my soul right and mending my holes right,
drawn to the rhythm like a moth to dance like butterflies
in the stomach of the storm

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