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A History, In Boxes

by William Ryan Fritch & Matt Finney

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PRESS:

TOP 50 ALBUMS OF 2017 - TOME TO THE WEATHER MACHINE

"This is a sweeping slice of Americana, a long-lost relation of a new, explosive folk with a soft inner centre (thanks to the banjo), with electro-acoustic elements similar in vein to post-post-rock." - James Catchpole (FLUID RADIO) (smarturl.it/wrffluid)

"Alternative country” stripped down to such a cinematic, minimal sound...there is a larger sense of despondency, especially beneath the weight of Finney’s downtrodden voice." - INVISIBLE ORANGES (smarturl.it/wrf.mf.invis)

"Per quanto diversi ne siano i presupposti, più di un passaggio di “A History, In Boxes” può far pensare al coronamento, vent’anni dopo, dell’evoluzione di quel post-rock orchestrale che spesso presentava parti in spoken word, qui invece organicamente legate agli aspetti compositivi, e del quale le creazioni di Fritch e Finney condividono senz’altro gli aspetti di latente tensione e austero romanticismo." - MUSIC WON'T SAVE YOU (smarturl.it/mwsyboxes)

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A History, in Boxes’ is a brand new collaboration between spoken word artist and writer Matt Finney and multi-instrumentalist William Ryan Fritch. Much of ‘A History, in Boxes’ will no doubt recall Fritch’s more triumphant and explosively charged works such as 2014’s ‘Heavy EP’ and his work with drummer Jon Mueller on the Death Blues 'Ensemble' album. Lost Tribe Sound is thrilled to welcome Matt Finney and his tragically heartfelt storytelling and wry sense of humor to the label. We’ll let Finney take it from here in his own words.

WORDS FROM MATT FINNEY:
I don't think I've ever written a love song. I've been lucky enough to have worked with several extremely talented composers over the years but I never felt like I was capable of doing that. That changed when I heard William's album Her Warmth and it left me a bawling mess. I knew I found my partner in crime. I'm honored to have made this album with him.

This album is about two women who changed my life. I loved them and lost them both. I was young and stupid and not ready for either of them but they taught me a lot. The details about them are blurred to where they became one character in this. I like to think I did them justice. I was inspired by the movies 'Blue Valentine' and 'Two for the Road.' Cutting the story up. One song leading to heartbreak, another about finding each other. All of this set to William's banjo picking... it was the easiest album I've ever had to write despite the subject matter.

Here are a bunch of songs about those tiny moments that mean everything. Sunday morning with only sunlight waking you up. The smell of bacon frying in the kitchen. The sound of a soft voice singing along to a song on the radio. It's out of tune, it's not perfect but you'd think it was heaven. I hope you've had the chance to experience those as well.
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released August 18, 2017

All music written, recorded and mastered by William Ryan Fritch
Words and vocals written and recorded by Matt Finney
Cover photo courtesy of Simpleinsomnia
Cover photo modified by Ryan Keane
Cover photo licensed under "Attribution 2.0 Generic (CC BY 2.0)"
Video footage for trailer licensed and modified from the original under Creative Commons Attribution License - taken from “Childhood” by Murejib “Childhood Memories” by ACP Creative Labs
Published by Settled Scores LLC (ASCAP 2017)
Copyright William Ryan Fritch / Matt Finney / Lost Tribe Sound, LLC
Published by Settled Scores LLC (ASCAP 2017)

Matt Finney Bandcamp Page:
heinaliandmattfinney.bandcamp.com

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William Ryan Fritch California

William Ryan Fritch is a composer, songwriter, multi-instrumentalist and producer currently based in Oakland, California. His compositions are characterized by his unique range as a multi-instrumentalist and audio engineer, allowing him to realize large ensemble arrangements found in folk, Indie-rock, electronica,
Hip-hop, World and orchestral music as a solo endeavor.
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Track Name: Courthouse Wedding
you were staying with your grandparents
in tennessee for the summer
we were 15 and we'd been together
for a little over a year
i didn't know what to do with myself
you emailed me everyday
told me it took you about an hour
to send each one of them
because they only had dialup
where they lived out in the country
you hated it there on the farm
your uncles always told you stories
about how the previous owner
hung himself out in the barn
and it kept you up all night
all we talked about was turning
18 and getting married at the court house
your parents coldn't stop us then
you sent me some pictures
you took while you were out there
there was one of  you smiling while you
posed next to your grandpa's old blue ford
that didn't run anymore but there was
a mountain of coke cans in the back of it
goddamn, i've never seen anything so beautiful
Track Name: Honeysuckle
had my eyes closed
sitting on the front porch waiting
for you to come home
listening to our neighbors fight
and some kids playing down the street
this is the kind of place we talked
about getting when we were teenagers
so desperate to get away from our parents
we made plans
i was in an emo band
emo was the shit back then
i was gonna be in a band and you were
gonna be this artist and we'd create
around each other
i still remember the drawing you gave me
from when we were first dating
it was a tree from one of your mom's
old pictures that you cut up at odd angles
and had a different frame for each piece
it turns out i couldn't play very well
and i'm not particularly clever writer
the band never went anywhere
your paintings just ended up in a closet
i was answering phones at an insurance agency
you were working in the fragrance department
of the mall and you always walked in
smelling of something different
when you came up to me i smelled honeysuckle
you leaned over and you kissed the top of my head
and asked  "what's up?"
i smiled at you and said nothing
i held your hand and stopped you in your tracks
i said nothing at all
Track Name: A History, In Boxes
the living room looked exactly
like the one in my parents house when i was a kid
when we moved it was like going through old pictures
it looked like a place i thought i was never gonna go back to
the only thing missing was the deer my dad had mounted on the wall
we were here and you were holding my hand and we were surrounded by boxes
this is before i had to figure out what i was gonna do without you
Track Name: Dinner Party
our friends were coming over to see the new place
more of yours than mine
i kept stealing glances at you
gathered in the middle of everyone
laughing and talking like you were
in those southern living magazines my mom used to read
i was holding a beer
it was getting warm in my hand
you walked over and tried to calm me down
even here in front of people i'd known for years
my hands wouldn't stop shaking
we snuck out on the porch and i told you i had that dream again
the one where it was christmas and we were coming back
from visiting your parents in birmingham
only to find the house in ashes in the snow
you didn't know what to say
we didn't have the curtains up yet
the light from the living room was spilling out onto the porch
it was a barrier between us that we'd never be able to cross
Track Name: See Rock City
maybe it's warmer
and you're not heading
for north carolina to live
with your cousin
maybe i didn't find you on the
bathroom floor bleeding
crying while
i was outside trying to
sneak a cigarette
maybe i didn't go into the
baby's room and punch
a hole in the wall while
i was drunk
maybe i didn't let you
slip right through my hands
maybe it's just us
in that picture we had
a stranger take when we
went to rock city
it was always hanging
crooked on the wall

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