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by Lara Kroeker

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These songs were from Lara's solo violin performances, using loops and layers using her voice, violin and beats.

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released August 9, 2013

Influences are: Kishi Bashi, Owen Pallett, Andrew Bird, Regina Spektor, Beirut, Final Fantasy, Hannah Epperson, Chris Derkson

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Lara Kroeker Vancouver, British Columbia

Lara builds song structures and sounds by looping phrases using her voice, violin and looping station (Boss RC300).

Lara has played with indie groups for a long, long time (Attics and Cellars, Sparrow, The Beauticians, The Insomniacs, The Mudlarks), and played backup for k-os on the George Stroumboulopoulos show.

Lara studied Roma music and incorporates these different styles into her music.
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Track Name: The Guru of Falling Leaves (Words by Sasha)
Lyrics by Sasha
Track Name: Stop the Clocks (Words by W. H. Auden)
Funeral Blues by W. H. Auden

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone.
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling in the sky the message He is Dead,
Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever, I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun.
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
Track Name: I'm Nobody (Words by Emily Dickinson)
I’m Nobody! Who are you?
Emily Dickinson, 1830 - 1886

I’m nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there ’s a pair of us—don’t tell!
They ’d banish us, you know.

How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!