The Beginning of the End

by Solla Sollew

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After a hiatus of nearly 5 years Solla Sollew have returned with a new EP, “The Beginning of the End” released in February 2012. This completely independent release displays the new heights of their songwriting talents and as always a healthy collection of talented musical friends including Dave Kleynjans on drums (D. Rogers/Knieval), Monica Royal on cello (Sam Burke and the Wifeys) and Andrew Nock/Amy Bennett on violin/viola make the sound super lush. Engineered by Emerson Bavinton (Hungry kids of Hungary/Gorgeous) and mastered by Matt Gray (The Middle East), this EP is tight, carefully crafted and sensitively put together and is sure to make waves in 2012.

With roots far ranging in style from classical to folk to electronic, Solla Sollew has developed a unique sound. Delicate harmonies and sweeping strings compliment piano driven melodic lines and vocals through these almost cinematic songs of love and loss that will leave your heart bleeding.

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released February 2, 2012

All music written and performed by Solla Sollew

Dave Long – vocals, keys, guitars, arrangements
Lee Goral – guitars, basses

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Special guests

Simon Chiodo – Drums for strangest days
Dave Kleynjans – Drums for sting, come home and stochastic control
Raj Menon – Additional guitars
Monica Royal – Cello
Andrew Nock – Violin

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All songs recorded at Solla Sollew Studios, Melbourne except “The Strangest Days” recorded at Pound Studios, Melbourne

All songs mixed by the amazingly patient and talented Emerson Bavinton
All songs mastered by Matt Gray, Brisbane

Cover design and artwork by Matthew Robinson and Andrew Wapling

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Solla Sollew Melbourne, Australia

Solla Sollew is an original Melbourne-based band.With roots far ranging in style from classical to rock to electronica, Solla Sollew has developed a unique sound. Delicate harmonies and sweeping strings compliment piano driven melodic lines and vocals through these almost cinematic songs of love and loss.

After nearly 5 years Solla Sollew have returned with a new EP, “The Beginning of the End”
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Track Name: Sting
I’ve stepped on toes and paws like yours before
Don’t let the truth escape the door
It’s nothing new, just let the words slide free of you.
The spoilt they interact like this
Let’s put aside our differences
That’s easier said, the words you spoke they weigh like leaden rain
And leave a little sting
We cease meaning anything.

What feathers make you stand out from the crowd
That leave you feeling so endowed
And strong enough not to have to ask for someone’s touch
Your arrow’s head was sharp
A filed point it left its mark
A perfect aim sent through my chest and a robin redbreast laid itself to rest
Under a little sting
We’ve ceased meaning anything

I may regret the path I chose
All I can do is just suppose
And close another page on you with the hope these words burn in
And leave a little sting
We cease meaning anything
Track Name: Don't Say Anything
Better it die so young than live on to wither slowly
Letting our jewel corrode, leaves the road through winters only
So mask her mouth and let her drown

Cause if you’ve nothing nice to say don’t say anything
Just smile and walk away, leaving everything

How do we walk this road?
If I tire we’ll both fall, if I tire we’ll both fall
Counting it down, where is the sound of the end
Hear it, fear it, feel it?
So mask her mouth and let her drown

Cause if you’ve nothing nice to say don’t say anything
Just smile and walk away, leaving everything
Track Name: Come Home
The land rose up from our horizon
Where the air was cold and thin
Where these shoes you gave me to walk in
Just show me where I’ve been
The grey they ask their questions
They know the fault I fight
That road’s been gone for a long long time
And time was always right

Come back and carry me home
Come back and carry me on
Come back my love
Come back, come home

This stranger in our picture
Struggling for breath
How cold you take this from me
And leave an empty chest
He’s no place in our future
Your future’s in our past
Remember where you found me
I’ll be there to the last

Come back and carry me home
Come back and carry me on
Come back my love
Come back, come home

The grey they ask their questions
They know the fault I fight
Come hold this weary traveller
Help me through the night

Come back and carry me home
Come back and carry me on
Come back my love
Come back, come home
Track Name: Stochastic Control
Could you set up other gear
Decide now you’ll need to choose your amplifier
You’ll need a crew; users commoners and other fools
You’ll want to use in this session
This might be easy

You’ll need your head straight
You’ll need to be clear
You’ll need a routine to rely on
I recommend the bleeding
There’s no other label apt enough
To describe what we have in store

This tide’s unclear, what time is here?
Track Name: The Strangest Days
So the seekers say
So the features drop
A frown the tendency
As if it’s time we stop
Enough dependency
Just leave some room to breath
You ask too much of me
Give me a chance to fall off

And though an answer come
A feature fashion scar
I’ve seen the way you run
Don’t think you’ll get too far
You’ve worn the patches thin
Congratulations then
And are you sick of sin
Give me a chance to get up

Not where we thought we were
Time to talk about
Is it a time we stir
And let the drifting out
Let’s just have some fun
Forget the formula
Forget your number one
Where can we go from where we’ve come