To Comfort and Destroy

by Pillow Army

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"... really goddamned great music... I've listened to it about ten times in a row now...and I'm incredibly happy. Now it's your turn." - CORY DOCTOROW - BoingBoing.net

"To Comfort and Destroy is amazing and as complete a realization of Pillow Army's talents as I could hope for. I can't wait to hear the full-length. I can't wait to see them again." – TYSON LYNN, Seattle P.I.

Elements of your favorite indie bands march in the fluffy ranks of Pillow Army. Drummer Paul Culala and bassist Tim McClanahan drive the songs with a non-standard minimalism popularized by Spoon. Cellist Peter Ellis, violinist Mara Sedlins, and violinist / vocalist Rachel Sage weave rich and complex sonic landscapes that appeal to fans of Arcade Fire and The New Pornographers. Soaring overtop is lead singer / guitarist Tim Franklin, who’s raw energy summons the spirits of Neutral Milk Hotel and Violent Femmes. Armed with an expansive arsenal of brilliantly composed and arranged songs, Pillow Army is advancing quickly, so you better put on your cammies, grab your brain-buckets, and prepare for battle!

Pillow Army's debut CD, "To Comfort and Destroy", features five original songs and an orchestrated cover of Neutral Milk Hotel's "Oh Comely". Clocking in at over 27 minutes, it stretches the paradigm of the standard EP and is an economically sound use of your budgeted music dollars.

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released 16 July 2009

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Pillow Army - “To Comfort and Destroy” – Credits

Tim Franklin – lead vocals, guitar
John Simpson – cello, right guitar on Happy, vocals on Happy & YNHA
Paul Culala – drums, percussion, vocals on The Price & Happy
Ben Hawthorne – violin, viola
Kaitlin Morrison – vocals on Happy & Model Citizen

Produced and Engineered by Tim Franklin
Co-Produced by Marc Lacuesta and Pillow Army
Recorded at our homes
Mixed by Marc Lacuesta @ Two Sticks Audio – Seattle, WA
Additional mixing by Tim Franklin
Mastered by John McCaig @ panicStudios – Seattle, WA
Assisted by John Simpson, Michael Lerner, and Jackson Long

All songs written by Tim Franklin and Copyright 2009 Screaming Bloody Music except“Oh Comely” written by Jeff Mangum, copyright 1996 / 1997 Egg As A Whole Music

Strings arranged by Tim Franklin except for tracks 2 and 4 which were arranged by John Simpson and Tim Franklin

Art and design by Jessica John and Tim Franklin
Photography by Jessica John

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Pillow Army Seattle, Washington

Pillow Army is a nomadic Chamber Rock band that can usually be found in the Seattle area. They combine a hard rock rhythm section with a violin, viola, and cello. Fans of Neutral Milk Hotel, Arcade Fire, The New Pornographers will feel at home.

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Track Name: Happy
Happy

Sunday after church
Playing in the parking lot with friends from Sunday school
The grass was wet and cool and we were crouching in the trees
Finger guns and bark grenades and a green stain on my knee
Happy as an eight year old could be

Wednesday at the church
Everyone was there and there were crock pots everywhere
Casseroles and hot carafes and lots of deviled eggs
Launching our balloons and watching a red one float away
Happy as a red balloon could be

All these inbetweens
They help me to ignore the darker things
If I keep that part in front of me and the pain on my periphery
I can stumble on with blinders till it's all behind me
And gone

On our way to church
Running late as always put your shoes on in the car
Twenty minutes on the highway never seemed so far
Cranky and uncomfortable in a polyester suit

Copyright 2009 Screaming Bloody Music (ASCAP)
Track Name: Model Citizen
Model Citizen

Another dull suburbanite
Born to drain the world's resources
I eat and shit and throw away
I've been seduced by Kryptonite
Satisfied to tend my fortress and keep my Superman at bay

I'm running out of alibis to explain my situation
Seems like I've said it all before
I can't escape the paradigm
So I sign my resignation and say goodbye to something more

Everybody said "Think fast, make a move before you're out of time"
What the hell did I wait for?
I couldn't run, I couldn't jump, I couldn't watch another chance go by
What the hell did I stay for?

Now everything's fine I'm a model citizen
With tabs on my feet and a base to stick me in
Plastic and hollow with no pride to swallow
I know my tomorrow
I followed the instructions

I followed the instructions

And everybody said "Think fast, make a move before you're out of time"
What the hell did I wait for?
I couldn't run, I couldn't jump, I couldn't watch another chance go by
What the hell did I stay for?

Now everything's fine I'm a model citizen
With tabs on my feet and a base to stick me in
Plastic and hollow with no pride to swallow
I know my tomorrow
I followed the instructions


Copyright 2009 Screaming Bloody Music
Track Name: The Price
The Price

You enter shot in hand you're on the stage again
Tequila by the dozen doesn't do you in

Gladiator I've come to watch you fight
It entertains me when you can barely get it right
Tortured artists are the most impressive kind
And I'll keep buying tickets till you finally pay the price

If you slit your wrists
It'd make you infamous
You'd finally get respect and live in history
Perhaps an overdose
Would boost your cred the most
Then every word you said would turn to poetry

Gladiator I've come to watch you die
It entertains me when you can't open both your eyes
Dying artists are the only vital kind
And I'll be lighting candles when you finally pay the price

Gladiator I won't forget your plight
I emulate you but I can barely get it right
Art and torture are a most expensive vice
So I keep selling tickets till I finally pay the
Reinvent the sickness till I finally pay the price
Finally pay the price

Copyright 2009 Screaming Bloody Music (ASCAP)
Track Name: You're Not Here Anymore
You're Not Here Anymore

You're not here anymore but if you were you'd want me to be happy
So I banish the clouds and scream out loud and everyone around is clapping

But it isn't fair that I'm breathing this air without you
No nothing is right, but I'm smiling despite for you

You're not here anymore but if you were you'd want me to be happy
So I bury my shroud and scream out loud and everyone around is laughing

But it's been a fight just to be here tonight without you
But I'm stoking the flame and repeating your name again

A sudden heat
The winds retreat
The clearing glows
My breathing slows
Called out your name
No answer came
But in my throat
Your voice remains

You're not here anymore but if you were you'd want me to be happy

Copyright 2009 Screaming Bloody Music (ASCAP)
Track Name: Codeine
Codeine

Screw February
It just about killed me
I aged prematurely till only a fraction remained

Broken and beaten
Depressed and depleted
Defeated I almost gave in to the pain

But I'm glad you were there
You made me want to come down from the chair

I wouldn't have made it without you
Without you and codeine


Two every four to six hours
Then stand in the shower
With barely the power to open the drain

I can't fall asleep standing up
I spit in a cup and pertuss
And pertuss
Till my body erupts into flames

But at least you were there
Keeping me sane with your hand in my hair

I couldn't have made it without you
WIthout you and codeine


Woke up with a start and a fear in my heart as I ran for the door
But not even one star could cut through the dark of that smothering force
I saw no solution to alter my course
And stared at the sky like a corpse

But as long as you're there
I 'll have a reason to come up for air

I couldn't make it without you

Copyright 2009 Screaming Bloody Music (ASCAP)
Track Name: Oh Comely
Oh Comely

Oh comely'
I will be with you when you lose your breath'
Chasing the only' meaningful memory you thought you' had left
With some pretty' bright and bubbly terrible scene
That was doing her thing on your chest'
But oh comely'
It isn't as pretty as' you'd like to guess
In your memory you're' drunk on your autonomy
It doesn't mean anything' at all
Oh comely'
All of your friends are all letting you blow'
Bristling and ugly'
Bursting with fruits falling out from' the holes
Of some pretty' bright and bubbly friend
You could need to say comforting' things in your ear
But oh comely'
There isn't such one friend that' you could find here
Standing next to me
He's' only my enemy
I'll crush him with everything' I own
Say what you want to say'
Hang for your hollow ways
Moving your mouth' to pull out all your miracles aimed' for me

Your father made fetuses
With' flesh licking ladies
While you and your mother
Were a'sleep in the trailer park'
Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums
The music and medicine you' needed for comforting
So make all your fat fleshy' fingers to moving
And pluck all your silly strings
And' bend all your notes for me'
Soft silly music' is meaningful magical
The movements were beautiful'
All in your ovaries
All of them milking with' green fleshy flowers
While powerful pistons were' sugary sweet machines
Smelling of semen all' under the garden
Was all you were needing when' you still believed in me
Say what your want to say'
Hang for your hollow ways
Moving your mouth' to pull out all your miracles aimed' for me

Da da da da da da da (x3)

I know they buried her' body with others
Her sister and mother and' 500 families
And will she remember me' 50 years later
I wished I could save her in' some sort of time machine
Know all your enemies'
We know who are enemies are'
Know all your enemies'
We know who are' enemies are

Da da dada da da dada da' da dada da da da da'(x3)

Goldaleen my dear'
We will fold and' freeze together
Far away from' here
There is sun and spring and' green forever
But now we move' to feel
For ourselves inside some' stranger's stomach
Place your body' here
Let your skin begin' to blend itself with' mine

De de de de de de de de de (x2)

Written by Jeff Mangum, copyright 1996 / 1997 Egg As A Whole Music