Slow Children
Originally from Los Angeles, CA the duo of Slow Children, were made up of Pal Shazar (vocals) and Andrew Chinich (vocals/guitar). They released just two albums, the self titled debut "Slow Children" (Ensign/RCA, 1981) and "Mad About Town" (Ensign/RCA, 1982) The albums featured guitar driven pop laced with intellectual lyrics. The albums were mostly produced by Jules Shear and Stephen Hague. Eventually Andrew and Pal ended up living in two different countries, but continued writing songs. Material for a third record was written but not able to make it to vinyl. RCA suggested releasing an EP which Pal and Andrew found offensive. Eventually they grew up and away from one another. Pal began to write songs on her own, eventually married Jules Shear and relocated to Woodstock. NY.
Pal contines to record. Find her latest recording here and visit her website.
Go to the download page to get Slow Children "President Am I" [extended mix]and "Spring In Fialta"[extended mix]
3 Comments:
If Lyres and Scary Thieves are considered lost bands, your readers may be interested in my new Halloween mix:
http://tundraboy.livejournal.com/76735.html
As always, thanks for posting so many great tunes on your blog!
Thanks for the excellent site. These Slow Children tracks (I'd forgotten all about that band) brought up all sorts of great memories of listening to Rodney on KROQ in L.A.
Spring in Fialta by Slow Children, 1982
I want a bicycle a motorcycle too
so I can run around and keep off my feet
i've grown too accustomed to the daily grind
a sailboat docking in a vacant lot
the chance to slip inside the automatic vent
i'm breaking every promise to keep in line
take me to your knee
say you understand me
give me everything i see
the broken shutters off the shores of portugal
spring in fialta staircase in swollen mist
the crimea's breaking in my crowded mind
i'm compiling a team to pull me out
i feel the self-destruction planting the seed
it's crawling and i can't bear the anxiety
take me to your knee
say you understand me
give me everything i see
so hard to keep desire intact
i'm not content i can't hold back
where can this leave me
the rotten windowpanes the isolating blue
seeking the atmosphere i sucked up in my youth
i am completely free from danger
there's no loneliness no loneliness
blank piece of paper pastels crushing to the floor
it's my intention just to sit and meet the truth
no pretty pictures this time condescending to my mind
take me to your knee
say you understand me
give me everything i see
so hard to keep desire intact
i'm not content i can't hold back
where can this leave me
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