The End Of The Golden Age

by The Wynntown Marshals

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‘The End Of The Golden Age’ is the third album by Edinburgh-based band The Wynntown Marshals, and is the band’s second release on German label Blue Rose Records. The record is the follow up to the critically acclaimed LPs ‘The Long Haul’ (2013) and ‘Westerner’ (2009).

The album sees the band drawing on their Scottish roots to give their own uniquely personal take on the Americana genre – the cinematic lyrics on this Caledonian scrapbook tell tales of migrations from Hebridean islands and modern life in the capital city, the sights. smells and sounds of Aberdeenshire fairgrounds, and the rural landscapes of West Lothian.

The music is similarly widescreen in scope and the influences are diverse; the jangling, pile-driving guitars and rich harmonies owing as much to countrymen Teenage Fanclub as to Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers; the use of effects, horns and synths evoking the music of peers such as Jim Bryson, and The Weakerthans.

The central themes of the record are those of memories and nostalgia, and there are frequent references to times, people and places past. The lyrics speak of blossoming (and fragmenting) relationships and a yearning for days gone by and are sometimes tinged with regret, but there’s also an undeniable, unshakeable energy and a healthy undercurrent of optimism which tempers the downbeat subject matter of many of these songs.

While much of the instrumentation on the album is undeniably ‘classic’ Americana – the jangle of the 12-string guitar, acoustic and electric guitars interweaving with Hammond organ, aching pedal steel, and plaintive piano – not everything on ‘The End of The Golden Age’ fits so comfortably into the genre. Hushed horns, synths, and stacked harmonies add to the often expansive soundscapes on offer here, but the Marshals continue to do what they love most, and do best; lyrically strong guitar-driven pop and rock with plenty of hooks.

Album opener ‘There Was A Time’ is a 60s-inflected rocker about the tentative early stages of a relationship and showcases all the elements of the Marshals’ refined and road-honed sound – duelling guitars aplenty, a driving backbeat, swirling keys, and killer harmonies. ‘Dead Sunflowers’ is a slash-and-burn guitar track which demonstrates the power-pop sensibilities that are apparent throughout the record.

‘Red Clay Hill’ – with its wall of guitars - romanticises a local landmark and features a guest vocal from Hannah Elton-Wall of Redlands Palomino Company. ‘Better Than Yesterday’ comes off like an alt.country Replacements (think ‘Country & Westerberg’).

Rounding out the unbridled energy of many the songs are the album’s more introspective moments – ‘Being Lazy’, a heartworn ode to a failed relationship, ‘The Girl On The Hill’, a eulogy to a friend who died too young, and the dusty, reverb-laden ‘Idaho’.

The Marshals’ trademark story songs are present too, in evidence on ‘Metagama’ – an almost psychedelic ode to a lost island generation - and ‘Moby Doll’, the plaintive and brooding tale of the first orca in captivity, told from the perspective of a guilt-wracked journalist.

The record ends on a high – the title track, again steeped in Scottish imagery, alludes to a relationship that didn’t quite go the distance, but the uplifting chorus (which references classic ‘80s coin-op video games) and deftly-handled instrumentation are resolutely positive.

Featuring original album art by Tom Gauld (best known for his illustrations for The Guardian & New Yorker magazine), the cover imagery perfectly encapsulates the organic, melancholic, old-meets-new feel of much of the record.

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released 08 May 2015

Label: Blue Rose Records
Catalogue No: BLU DP0666 [CD] / BLU LP0666 [vinyl]
Release [EU]: 8th May 2015

Producer: Andrew Taylor

Keith Benzie: Lead vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Rhythm Guitar, Glockenspiel, Percussion

Iain Sloan: Electric Lead and Rhythm Guitars, Acoustic Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Backing Vocals

Murdoch Macleod: Bass Guitar, Backing Vocals, Additional Electric Rhythm Guitar on track 8

Kenny McCabe: Drums, Backing Vocals, Percussion

Richie Noble: Hammond, Piano, Wurlitzer, Rhodes, Synth, Glockenspiel

With:

Hannah Elton-Wall: Additional Vocals on track 4

Andrew Taylor: Mandolin and Percussion

Bruce Michie: Flugel Horn, Sax, Trombone, Trumpet

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The Wynntown Marshals Edinburgh, UK

Formed in Edinburgh in 2007, The Marshals tip their hat to The Jayhawks, Wilco, Drive-By Truckers, Tom Petty, Ryan Adams & Neil Young.

Their sound can loosely be described as ‘country rock' with powerpop hooks, but they love layered guitars, catchy choruses and have an unabashed belief in the power of rock music as a storytelling medium.

The new album "The Long Haul" is out now!
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Track Name: There Was A Time
There Was A Time

You lived on a street - south side of town
You’d call me up and I would come around
I would stay a while; sometimes I’d stay the night
Wind my way back to my place, lit by street lights

We’ve worked this out, nobody need take the blame
Now I wind my way back to ours, taking biblical names
Hang a right on Hope, carry on past Canaan
Just about made it home, had a few but I still…
I still know the way home

There was a time when neither of us knew
If we were gonna make it through
Was it a fundamental difference we faced?
Or just a different point of view?

Sometimes tempers they get frayed
Sometimes best laid plans can change
We sometimes get lost along the way
But I know you and me - we’ll be OK

There was a time when neither of us knew
If we were gonna make it through
Was it a fundamental difference we faced?
Or just a different point of view?

There was a time when neither of us knew
If we were gonna make it through
Was it a fundamental difference we faced?
Or just a different point of view?

There was a time…
Track Name: Dead Sunflowers
Dead Sunflowers

Teeth that grind and gears that shift
Halted progress and mesial drift
The pain that comes with work and life
Ties get severed by rusty knives

Feelings get clouded by heartbreak and alcohol
Those missing years don't really matter at all
You made my year when you said I do
I hated what I put you through

Dead sunflowers - sitting on the fireplace
Tied up in knots then I see your face
This feeling's got me hypnotised
There’s a few more lines written around your eyes

I called you last night from AN other place
You mistook my words for a display of new found faith
When I said I loved G sus well I meant the chord
So many ways to talk with the lord
But now the pews are looking empty
What about the gifts you said you'd send me?

Dead sunflowers - sitting on the fireplace
Tied up in knots then I see your face
This feeling's got me hypnotised
There’s a few more lines written around your eyes
Track Name: Being Lazy
Being Lazy

You know I can go out dancing
And I can still have fun
I can sit here on my own
I don’t need anyone

I’ll read books I’ll never finish
Dream of flying, then I’ll fall
Tell myself a million times
I don’t need you at all

But it’s not me being lazy
And I don’t feel so low
There’s nothing left around me
And nowhere left to go
I don’t miss you so much
It’s not like my whole world revolves around you
I wish I’d never found you

I could learn a brand new language
But all my talk seems dumb
I could travel round the world
Kid myself I’m on the run

Take all the drink and all the drugs
That change the way I see
I tried it all before
It’s never been enough for me

But it’s not me being lazy
And I don’t feel so low
There’s nothing left around me
And nowhere left to go
I don’t miss you so much
It’s not like my whole world revolves around you
I wish I’d never found you
Track Name: Red Clay Hill
Red Clay Hill

Last night I dreamt that I took a walk in an Ansel Adams picture
Saw Half-Dome bathed in monochrome
And on one heel I had a blister
Took off my boots to ease the pain
Then put them back on against my will
When I woke I knew the time had come to climb Red Clay Hill

That hill commands the land that surrounds the house in which we live
Bisects the motorways where I spend most of my days
Reminds me I have more to give
It was there where I first found you
When we felt winter's bitter chill
So will you walk with me again upon Red Clay Hill

From the top you can see the runways and lights from the air traffic tower
Where jet planes carry people to the skies at over a hundred miles an hour
Buzzards rule the skies above me
Eyeing their next kill
Next time you go, please look below
that might be me on Red Clay Hill

If we go up one side
We can go down another
I first came up here alone
But we went down together

It was there where I first found you
When we felt winter's bitter chill
So will you walk with me again upon Red Clay Hill

It was there where I first found you
When we felt winter's bitter chill
And when I leave this earth you can bury me on Red Clay Hill
You can bury me on Red Clay Hill
Track Name: Idaho
Idaho

For the first time
my heart has been a subject of the past
Promises, they don’t last
Nothing changes
an endless search to know the reason why
It's the last time I will try

I never thought that Idaho was west
I never thought of Idaho
I never thought of you as knowing best
I never thought of letting go

Safe for now
we're holed up in the embassy
But there are no guarantees
Curtains twitch
strung out and our nerves are shot
Just want to hold on to what we've got

I never thought that Idaho was west
I never thought of Idaho
I never thought of you like all the rest
I never thought of letting go

Rolling on is all we know
and where the tide, it moves, we go..

I never thought that Idaho was west
I never thought of Idaho
I never thought of you as knowing best
I never thought of letting go
Track Name: Better Than Yesterday
Better Than Yesterday

I used to talk to you for hours on the payphone by the store
Last time I visited my folks it wasn't even there anymore
Letting go was bad, but what is worse
Is not even having the guts to hang up first
Now I need to find something else to do
with all this loose change and these memories of you

Trading on past glories won't do you much good
It's just a way of never moving on at the end of the day
Now I understand what you meant
In that tear stained letter you sent
It might feel a little weird
but it's gotta be better than yesterday

Better than yesterday
I stole your heart and you broke mine
Empty promises and pick up lines
Looking for a reason to get on with our lives

Remembering you sitting next to me asleep in the passenger seat
The smell of the forest in the air and the bitter taste of defeat
I think the radio was on they were playing your favourite song
I just left you sleeping so I could enjoy the refrain

Better than yesterday
You don't need me and I don't need you
There's a piece of the sky that's painted blue
You don't need me and I don't need you
There's a piece of the sky that's painted blue

And that’s the place I'm headed to
Track Name: The Girl On The Hill
The Girl on the Hill

The Girl on the Hill
Same city, different time
We were younger then
We had nothing but time

You were sweet
Lots of guys wanted you bad
Other girls had the looks
But none had the kind heart you had

We never kissed but I stayed the night one time
We held each other for a little while
Now she's gone and it's a crying shame
She'll live forever in the sunshine
She'll live forever in the sunshine

Ever present in those summer days
She had the same name as that Ben Folds song
I'd sing it all the time
I memorised every line

After the party I walked her home through the park
Just to make sure she got home alright
I left her smiling in the pouring rain
She'll live forever in the sunshine
She'll live forever in the sunshine

I left her smiling in the pouring rain
In the sunshine’s where she’ll stay
Track Name: Metagama
Metagama

Where have all the young men gone
Their love and laughter lost
Who will fill the silence
Now their voices are just ghosts
Who will toil on the land
And who will walk the moors and sands
With my daughters
With my daughters

Who will make the old men laugh
To see their lives lived new
And who will take the old maid's arm
To lead her to her pew
Who will now grow old
And live a tale fit to be told
With my daughters
With my daughters

Take your Sunday suit off
To protect it from the sea
Was your mother's way of saying
'Keep you safe my love, you're part of me'
Crossing over to the Great Dominion

Metagama
Metagama
Track Name: Moby Doll
Moby Doll

Set out in '64
Saturna Island from the Vancouver shore
Cloud cover looked like rain
Left before she woke so I wouldn't
Have to explain

Harpoon was set up on the rocks
Towed her all the way back to the dry dock
I wanted her to disappear
The local tribesmen around here - showed a healthy fear
The men in the bars twisted tales - over too many beers

They called them blackfish, killers and the wolves of the sea
But it's not right to keep a soul in captivity
Were they misunderstood or were we out of touch?
There's a mean streak hidden in all of us
In all of us…

The story broke the people gathered round
Everybody visited from every single town
My copy got picked up & syndicated
Turns out success is overrated

They called them blackfish, killers and the wolves of the sea
But it's not right to keep a heart in captivity
When is 'just a little bit more' just a little bit too much?
There's a mean streak visible in all of us
In all of us…
Track Name: The End Of The Golden Age
The End Of The Golden Age

It was St Andrew’s Day, you were leaving
I remember it well, you didn’t really like that day
I asked you why, you replied ‘It means nothing’
Did you mean us or the celebration of our patron saint?

I used to keep your air mail letters
Tied up in a bundle in a drawer
Now they’re gone I think I threw them out
Didn’t need them anymore

So look up to the sky, kid
Don’t lose your sense of wonder, boy
This might be the end of the golden age
Can’t you hear the rolling thunder?
So look up to the sky, kid
Don’t lose your sense of wonder, boy
This might be the end of the golden age

The fairground was back on the village green
You could smell diesel fumes and candy floss in the air
The lights from the rides they lit up the night sky
And there were young lovers everywhere

So look up to the sky, kid
Don’t lose your sense of wonder, boy
This might be the end of the golden age
Can’t you hear the rolling thunder?
So look up to the sky, kid
Don’t lose your sense of wonder, boy
This might be the end of the golden age