Gold Dust Lounge

by Gold Dust Lounge

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    Sleek CD for the modern aesthete, this edition will fit in your back pocket. Artwork by Luke Pelletier.

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Recorded by Le Spam & Chris Pace at City of Progress Studios, North Miami, FL
Mastered by Davy Gallant at Dogger Pond, Drummondville, Québec
Cover Art by Luke Pelletier
All music by Russell Mofsky, Dust Vent Music Publishing, SESAC
Barfly lyrics by Rob Elba

Big thanks to all who lent a hand in helping this album into being including Andrew Yeomanson, Chris Pace, Rob Elba, Robin Roslund, James Quinlan, Brian Lange, Brian Potts, Eli Oviedo, Kristen McLean, Lola, Pascal Robert, Davy Gallant, Luke Pelletier, Pumpkin, Patches, Fuzz, and especially all you dust bunnies and friends of the lounge who have waited and pined for a new release. This album is for you!

credits

released June 7, 2019

Russell Mofsky - Guitar
James Quinlan - Bass
Brian Lange - Drums, Percussion
Brian Potts - Percussion, Marimba
Robin Roslund - Violin
Rob Elba - Vocals on "Barfly"
Eli Oviedo - Oohs & Ahhs on "Better Worsens"
No Doze party sounds by Russell Mofsky, Brian Lange, and Pumpkin

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Gold Dust Lounge Miami

Mod Exotica! “A fusion of wailing ambient instrumentals stamped with retro surf rock and acid jazz.” -Sun Sentinel

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Track Name: Barfly
Bar jerk cut me off and grabbed my keys
Seems nobody wants my disease
Sad eyed brunette, she's quite the tease
She plays like she doesn't want my disease
I've walked this neighborhood
And I've worn a jester's crown
No one cares about your tail
When you drag it on the ground
This gloom has brought me to my knees
It's clear that nobody wants my disease
I've walked this neighborhood
And I've worn a jester's crown
No one cares about your tail
When you drag it on the ground
Hey barkeep, one more pretty please
Nobody wants my disease