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Recorded on April 3, 2011 at Grabasonic Studios - Bering

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released July 27, 2011

Still River se formó a principios de 2011. El norteamericano Dan Cabanela (guitarra rítmica, voz), Txema Solano (bajo, coros), Isi Redondo (batería – también de Travellin’ Brothers), y Juan Gumuzio (guitarra solista, coros) formaron el cuarteto original. En 2013 se une al grupo Isra Redondo (piano, órgano y coros) y en 2014. La grabación de su segundo disco será en los Garate Studios de Andoain, que se hará a finales de junio 2015.

Con su directo potente, han llegado a compartir escenario con algunos músicos de reconocimiento internacional, como son Francisco Simón (guitarrista – Red House), Antonio Serrano (armonicista – Paco de Lucia) y Marcos Coll (armonicista – Hohner Masters of Harmonica, Berlin Monday Jelly Roll Session, Los Reyes del KO).

La banda toca tanto en formato eléctrico como en acústico, donde introducen el uso de banjo, mandolina, contrabajo, guitarras acústicas, y percusiones varias.

“Still River, por su parte, se marcan una sabrosa demo grabada en Berango, pero que podría haberse registrado en Macon, oigan. Pura dinamita con ecos a Little Feat y unos muy presentes Allman Brothers (tremendas «Just A Matter Of Time», «Please Pass Me The Key» y «Four Miles To Mobile»), con guitarras lujuriosas, voces en su punto justo y una concepción fresca del mejor rock sureño.” - Mr. Demo, RUTA 66 (Abril 2012)

“Still River reproducen con fidelidad el libro de estilo del rock de raíces estadounidense...se desenvuelven como peces en el agua dentro de este sonido. Canciones elegantes de formas totalmente clásicas, que crean una atmósfera de sabor añejo.” - José Miguel Cáceres, ROCK ESTATAL (Febrero 2012)

“El quinteto bilbaíno...demostrando a las claras que beben de los mejores. Por su música hay ecos de Bob Dylan, Tom Petty y en especial de Neil Young o los Allman Brothers. Rock americano en estado puro pero siempre con un toque de blues o country. Fieles al estilo, Still River tienen canciones elegantes y clásicas tocadas de forma magistral en un muy buen concierto...” - Bilsonico, CONCIERTOS ULTRASONICOS (Febrero 2015)

STILL RIVER

Dan Cabanela - lead vocals, rhythm guitar
Txema Solano - bass, backing vocals
Juan Gumuzio - lead guitar, backing vocals
Isi Redondo - drums
Isra Redondo - organ, piano
Xabi León - drums, percussions

Special Guests on DEMO:
Ander Unzaga - organ,piano
Alain Sancho - alto and tenor saxophone
Luis Echevarria - backing vocals
Ivan Corcuera - Sound engineer, mixing, mastering
Produced by Still River

Fotografía: Bizkaia en Vivo, Piru Lamiako, Ander Alegría

CONTACTO – thestillriver@thestillriver.com
635.724.625.

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Track Name: You Never Show
Been waiting for you at the hideaway
Been waiting for you but you didn't say
that you'd never show

I'm learning more from what you don't say
You're always telling me it's OK
but you never show

Not even Harry Houdini could get out of the things you do
The hurting's all over. I'm over running back to you

You like to say we make a good team
But now your stuck inside an old dream
´cause you never show

Can't hold a grudge if I don't disagree
It's just the way you try to be free
and you never show

Not even Harry Houdini could get out of the things you do
The hurting's all over. I'm over running back to you
Can't stand a good man when he's wearing dollar signs in his eyes
Can't get used to promises if they never arrive
Track Name: Just A Matter Of Time
Warm and gathered cold December night
They went out to play in the new fallen white
Making fallen angels all over the grounds
Didn’t feel any cold with the snow coming down

She rolled again, like the sea
He held it in, a fleeting hope for eternity

Midnight arrived, the party was done
They hadn’t even begun to have enough fun
She opened up a window, let him sneak in her room
Gave their burning bodies to the light of the moon

She rolled again, like the sea
He held it in, he didn’t want to be phony
This unexpected kind of love can’t survive
But she said, it’s just a matter of time

When tick tackles tock in the hay
They don't beat together much more than a day
But some people say
It’s better left that way.

April morning, half asleep in his bed
Thinking he’d dreamt the footsteps there by his head
When a smell of honeysuckle, summer perfume
Woke him to find her silhouette right there in his room
Track Name: Please Pass Me The Key
Ya ever been caught just walking along
Minding your manners and singing your song
When out from the bushy weeds
Jumps Honest John and his foxy deeds

His little slave's got a chilling stare
Wrapped in lawyers and her serpent hair
Says: Man, you're gonna be shown
But I couldn't respond. I was turned to stone

Please, I got to call
I can't believe that this is even happening at all
Some folks won't get ahead
Till they've taken your butter for their fresh-baked bread

The witch's garden's got a perfect rose
She's got a perfect cat. She's got a perfect nose
And she haunts all the kids a while
With her perfect poison and her hideous smile

Her worthy son's into collecting birds
's got the prettiest swan in the whole wide world
And he keeps her under a veil
So the neighbors won't see her. In her grief, she wails:

Please, I got to see
I can't believe that this is really happening to me
Some folks won't mean a thing
Till they got your fingers tied upon their strings

Front page reads: Breakout at the city zoo
Big gorilla coming into my room
The badge on his collar shines
And he holds my face to it as he pulls the blinds

Big Bill's smallest is a 44
He likes to talk about guns. He likes to think about war
And the living dead don't bug him no more
Down deep in their cages no one hears 'em roar

Please pass me the key
I can't believe how hard it's come to be to be free
Some folks won't stop at all
Till they got your number written on their wall
Track Name: At The 89
We all need a place where to feel wanted
We all need some friends though the thick and the thin
The best of times
Don’t judge the walls around your pride
And that’s the way it is here at the 89

Make yourself welcome, hang your hat and stay
Hey, why don't you get out your guitar and play
We’ll all sing along
That's if you don’t fuck up the song
And that’s the way it is here at the 89

Running 'round the fire like the three-blind mice
Making games of the world and paying the price
I wouldn’t change a single thing
These are the best of times, they're really the best of times
And that’s the way it is here at the 89

Never had much money for most of the year
Just enough for some smoke and a handful of beer
And a ticket for the show
Where the tiny pages say hello
And that’s the way it is here at the 89

Sweet Sister Jean, she was my queen
Our quiet kingdom never made the scene
But we binged for days on laughs
And we both got good at being bad
And that’s the way it is here at the 89

Running 'round the fire like...

Those days are now just a distant memory
Fading candles I can barely see
And though I'm still having lots of fun
The magic of the first time’s gone
And that’s the way it was back at the 89

Running 'round the fire like...
Track Name: Four Miles To Mobile
We got cold mashed potatoes
All kinds of goodies that are going bad
We got cold mashed potatoes
A rotten feeling when I used to be glad
We got cold mashed potatoes
Where's the butter and the gravy gone
We got cold mashed potatoes
The hidden treasure's scattered over the lawn

We got cheap tricks under the hat
I bet you didn't know you'd like it like that

We got red, ripe tomatoes
All kinds of goodies hanging on the vine
We got red, ripe tomatoes
A rosy feeling when I savor the wine
We got red, ripe tomatoes
We got the dipping and the saucy fun
We got red, ripe tomatoes
All kinds of goodies growing under the sun

We got great gifts right on the mat
I bet you didn't know you'd like it like that

We got four miles to Mobile
Wheels rolling with the windows down
We got three miles to Mobile
Before you know it we'll be downtown
We got two miles to Mobile
My will is willing and the weather's fine
We got one mile to Mobile
I'm putting everything I've got on the line

We got sundown beyond the cacti
Bet you didn't know you'd like it like that
Track Name: Fight Fight Fight
Feel like half-a-dozen lifetimes since I felt so very high
Aurora borealis is ripping through the sky
And we're all going 'round, going 'round to the hoedown
Gonna see my lil' Daisy, she promised that she'd be in town

My sweetheart and my two left feet dancing through the night
Big ole Deke MacOwpie comes in looking for a fight
Now ole Deke's got a brain, but his brain's insane
Pour on down Big Dipper and wash my fun on down the drain

Fight, Fight, Fight, Fight
Fist Fight
Fight, Fight, Fight, Fight
Fist Fight
If your man enough to know how to fight and run away
then you'd better make a change of plans 'cause Deke is on his way

Now me and lil' Daisy, thinking life is dear
We ducked on out the back door and stood out in the clear
But ole Deke tracked us down, just like a trained bloodhound
Snorting like an angry bull, his eyes were burning red and round

Now wait here just a minute, Deke. This all seems so absurd
His countenance showed no effect, he hadn't heard a word
All the things that I said went bouncing off that big forehead
That's when he started swinging and I don't remember what came next.

Fight Fight Fight...

I woke up smelling nothing and the sun it hurt my eyes
Least I had my lil' Daisy sitting by my side
'Cause there's a whole lotta Deke's in the world everyday
and I'm doing everything I can to try and stay away
Next time he won't talk some sense or I can't crack a smile
Maybe I'll throw ole Deke a bone and let him chew on it a while

Fight, Fight, Fight, Fight
Fist Fight
Fight, Fight, Fight, Fight
Fist Fight
If your man enough to know how to fight and run away
then you'd better make a change of plans 'cause BIG DEKE'S ON HIS WAY