2012 Demos

by Wild Rose Chance

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I recorded these with my friend Claire in her apartment in Chisasibi, QC, with a pop shield made out of her pantyhose wrapped around a coat hanger. Claire's dad is some famous record producer in Toronto who recorded Cowboy Junkies' Trinity Sessions live album on a single well-placed mic and met Neil Young and stuff. So she grew up in that stuff and frankly did a better job recording this than I did singing it! Hope you enjoy what we layed down here. Both of these tunes are tributes to Alli, my beautiful wife of five years.

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released June 1, 2012

Max : vocals + guitar
Claire : recording + mixing

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Wild Rose Chance Chisasibi, Québec

Max a.k.a. Wild Rose Chance is currently recording his debut album. In the meantime... check out his demos. They're pretty good!

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Track Name: Blue Öyster Schmaltz
You're like a force of nature
Every time that you enter the room
Your lips like dynamite hit mine
And then baby my heart goes boom, boom

You make me wanna scream and shout
Don't tell me you don't know exactly what I'm talking about

All I know is where there's smoke there's fire
And I'm smoldering and burning for you
I can't let go, like a moth before flame
Consumed by all that you do
All that you do

Well, if life is like a prom
You got my sorry back up off of the wall
Yeah, with you it's all-or-nothing
And baby, you know that I choose all, all

You're different from all the rest
We said "For better or for worse"
But baby, you know this is the best

All I know is where there's smoke there's fire
And I'm smoldering and burning for you
I can't let go, like a moth before flame
Consumed by all that you do
All that you do

I can't imagine how I ever got here
I'm just some sorry, stupid schmuck
With earbuds dangling out of my ears
But I'm glad that with your hazel eyes
You saw the best in me

So girl, you know it's not my fault
You got me singing like Blue Öyster Cult
"I'm burning for you"

All I know is where there's smoke there's fire
And I'm smoldering and burning for you
I can't let go, like a moth before flame
Consumed by all that you do
All that you do
All that you do, oh oh, oh oh
All that you do
All that you do
All that you do
Track Name: Argot Poisoning (Talk My Ears Off)
When you open your mouth, you got something to say
And that's the thing that scares most people away
Cos they don't wanna talk about indigenous rights
Or what happened at the synagogue, Friday night

But I will follow you, everything you do
I met my match, tailor-made, in you
You met your match, Hades-sent, in me
Cos I'm not scared of you, I like your mystery

I know that this is real
Cos we don't talk about what douchebags talk about
All the shit that they swept under their rugs
They call us rude, but we're just in love

We could talk about the work of Thomas Hobbes
Or our favorite Survivor player, Boston Rob
Or how you're related to Charles Darwin
Or the love affair of Henry Miller and Anaïs Nin

Or travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something but me
I found the only girl that I'll ever need
You're like the smoking patches to my tweed, yeah

I know that this is real
Cos we don't talk about shit bitches talk about
All the shit that they swept under their rugs
They call us rude, but we're just in love

We don't have much time
So talk my ears off
We don't know what's next
So let's be loud

I know that this is real
Cos we don't talk about things losers talk about
All the shit that they swept under their rugs
They call us rude, but we just know the 411

I know that this is real
Cos we don't talk about shit bitches talk about
All the shit that they swept under their rugs
They call us rude, but we're just in love

I know that this is real
Cos we don't talk about shit bitches talk about
All the shit that they swept under their rugs
They call us rude, but we're just in love

We don't have much time
So talk my ears off
We don't know what's next
So let's be loud