Radio Twilight Lost
by The Maple Trail
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DELUXE LTD ED VINYL (& Digital Download)
A Deluxe Limited Edition (100) Vinyl package of RADIO TWILIGHT LOST: featuring 10 revamped, remastered gems, a full lyric insert and extremely rare hand-made gatefold sleeves, block-printed by Aidan himslef in his home studio.
Every purchase includes a full and immediate digital download with embedded artwork and lyrics!
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Cable Car
06:29
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The Drug
06:11
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Instrumental #1
01:29
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Moby Dick
04:08
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Instrumental #2
02:44
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Wisconsin
03:32
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Lachlan's Room
01:12
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Telescope
07:02
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Lawson Park
03:08
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Hassan's Walls
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about
"Jesus, Singers, Cocaine Rivers
Here is the drug that’ll make you forget it..."
The coda ringing at the end of “The Drug” – a tune from 2008’s Radio Twilight Lost - accurately sums up the feelings The Maple Trail’s Aidan Roberts is able to evoke through his prolific artistic endeavours.
Whether he is playing solo, with the full Maple Trail band, or his other project, Belles Will Ring, Roberts’ penchant for storytelling and musical finesse has always had a narcotic quality that enables a full surrender. Lying back and letting the records wash over you is truly the best way to enjoy the Maple Trail.
The dreamy temperament and the ease inherent in his music stems from the organic nature of Roberts’ creative process. He records everything himself in his home in Sydney, with virtually anything that will make noise (guitars, drums, washing machines, iPhone apps, etc.). While recording previous release, the aforementioned limited edition, Radio Twilight Lost (an intended sister record to 2007’s Dirty Echo Spark), Roberts was able to channel and focus the pointed essence of his then-home in the Blue Mountains, filtering it through his own photographic lens. The allusions to snow, dampness, telescopes, and shortwave radios are musical manifestations of everything Roberts was able to absorb in his state of airy isolation. The record is tactile, colorful, and gentle, making it an easy decision to re-release RTL for a wider audience in June 2010.
After a generous reworking of previously released songs, and the addition of a few new ones, Radio Twilight Lost will be a refined full-length available via iTunes and a limited-edition vinyl pressing on Australian label, Broken Stone Records. As if he isn’t busy enough, Roberts is currently recording another full- length with the full Maple Trail band.
If 30-year-old Aidan Roberts ever gets a free moment, you can bet he’ll spend it in the throes of some artistic venture, whether it be photography, videography, and the like. You can never be quite sure what he has his hands in at the moment, but you can always rely on the intrinsically beautiful outcome. Drug use is not to be condoned but with Roberts at the helm of an 8-track recorder, it’s really hard to say no.
Here is the drug that’ll make you forget it..."
The coda ringing at the end of “The Drug” – a tune from 2008’s Radio Twilight Lost - accurately sums up the feelings The Maple Trail’s Aidan Roberts is able to evoke through his prolific artistic endeavours.
Whether he is playing solo, with the full Maple Trail band, or his other project, Belles Will Ring, Roberts’ penchant for storytelling and musical finesse has always had a narcotic quality that enables a full surrender. Lying back and letting the records wash over you is truly the best way to enjoy the Maple Trail.
The dreamy temperament and the ease inherent in his music stems from the organic nature of Roberts’ creative process. He records everything himself in his home in Sydney, with virtually anything that will make noise (guitars, drums, washing machines, iPhone apps, etc.). While recording previous release, the aforementioned limited edition, Radio Twilight Lost (an intended sister record to 2007’s Dirty Echo Spark), Roberts was able to channel and focus the pointed essence of his then-home in the Blue Mountains, filtering it through his own photographic lens. The allusions to snow, dampness, telescopes, and shortwave radios are musical manifestations of everything Roberts was able to absorb in his state of airy isolation. The record is tactile, colorful, and gentle, making it an easy decision to re-release RTL for a wider audience in June 2010.
After a generous reworking of previously released songs, and the addition of a few new ones, Radio Twilight Lost will be a refined full-length available via iTunes and a limited-edition vinyl pressing on Australian label, Broken Stone Records. As if he isn’t busy enough, Roberts is currently recording another full- length with the full Maple Trail band.
If 30-year-old Aidan Roberts ever gets a free moment, you can bet he’ll spend it in the throes of some artistic venture, whether it be photography, videography, and the like. You can never be quite sure what he has his hands in at the moment, but you can always rely on the intrinsically beautiful outcome. Drug use is not to be condoned but with Roberts at the helm of an 8-track recorder, it’s really hard to say no.
credits
released 01 January 2010
written, performed + recorded
by Aidan Roberts at home
in the Blue Mountains,
winter 2008
mixed by Simon Berkfinger
at BJB Studios, Sydney
Mastered by Aidan & Simon
written, performed + recorded
by Aidan Roberts at home
in the Blue Mountains,
winter 2008
mixed by Simon Berkfinger
at BJB Studios, Sydney
Mastered by Aidan & Simon
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The Maple Trail is something of a personal odyssey, a musical journey that has traversed the ravines of Sydney’s metropolitan limits and rearticulated itself across hundreds of hours of tape and performances.
discography
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Mar 2012 -
Dec 2011 -
Nov 2010 -
Jan 2010 -
Jul 2008 -
Sep 2007
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- Track Name: Cable Car
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I can feel the stony sting come again, come again
Moss grows green and dark over my ribs, over my ribs
Cable car has fallen to bits, and the towers hum and spit
In the snow, and a-walking we will go
And the mouse-police never sleeps
Never sleeps for the solitude she keeps
For the solitude she keeps
And the cradles and the creeps
Ankles darkened from the rain
In the pines
And the long forgotten lines
Tina, take the train to the hills
Only in the hills is there anyone
Anyone
Still remember who you are
Still remember who you are
Still remember who you are
In that tiny, orange car - Track Name: The Drug
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There is a worry
That eats you up inside
Like a vampire bat that you can't hide
There is a worry that eats you up inside
There is a hate
That makes you cry
Like an aeroplane exploding in the sky
There is a hate that makes you cry
There's always room for a better man
And you should let him thru your doorway
If you can
There's always room for a better man
But here is the drug
That'll make you forget it
Jesus, singers, Cocaine, rivers
Here is the drug
That'll make you forget it - Track Name: Moby Dick
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I could hunt you
For breaking my boat and taking my leg
If I should howl at the storm
I would lose it all
But I am not Ahab
In the desert
My blood is water
The rock is a ship
So hear the thunder and the fluke
As she goes by
I am not Ahab
I am not Ahab
Jenny break your mind
In record time - Track Name: Wisconsin
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In the dark of day, I wandered here
With a shoulder shorn and a shirt-sleeve torn
Through snow and pine, from rock and snow
A box of records to call my home
And oh the howling wind
As the cameras whirl, the rollers freeze
It's a long way across the Atlantic Sea
Wish I could see what the brown bird sees
Wisconsin band'll bring you to your knees
And oh, the bright sky - Track Name: Telescope
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I stand with crepe-paper hands
And tiny lights
A million lights
And a breath of snow
A breath of snow
Telescope
I see flashing ships
With wings
And a bright, bright stone
A circle-stone
High above my head
High above my head
Telescope
Here comes the hour of four
Still atop my hill
My frozen hill
A statue I've become
A statue I've become
Telescope
My lens
My eye
My skeleton hands
My radio
My radio
My radio
Telescope - Track Name: Hassan's Walls
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Look there
There beyond the dirt roads
It's rising
Where the box-car burned to a cinder
I'm a lone hawk
There are tables here
Used to be for holidays
Black-fingered, bracken now
Crawling up, down, up, down
Rising
Hear that sound
There, that whisper like steel
Circling
Little wings over the valley
Spit on the sides
Peering from the Walls
Really, is there anyone out there at all?
I can't hear you out there at all
And the light on Hassan's Walls
Wakes me
It wakes me
It wakes me.
