Those words broke our hearts

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Shelflife (USA) and Discos de Kirlian (Spain) present the new six track mini-LP from Spain's When Nalda Became Punk entitled Those Words Broke Our Hearts coming March 10th on limited edition on a yellow transparent 10" vinyl and digital formats.

Those Words Broke Our Hearts was recorded and produced in Vigo (Spain) by Bruno Murmura. "Hanging Out With Imogen", the first single from the mini-LP, is a pure-pop song filled with energetic jangly guitars and bittersweet synths. “Long before” takes us into that kind of sadness and melancholy that impregnates the albums from Sarah Records. On the other hand, “Big Whoop” and its uplifting guitar lines and vocal harmonies, is full of light and hope. “New Year’s Day”, with its catchy synth chorus, brings back the nostalgic feeling that sometimes hits you at the end and start of another year. “Angela” is a direct, immediate pop song, about the teenage anxiety of trying to live for the moment and don’t spoil any second of life. “A Midnight Run” closes the mini-LP, a spoken word song with hypnotic music and a story narrated by the deep voice of Edward Forth from the English indiepop band Finmark.

Shelflife Records (USA) y Discos de Kirlian presentan “Those Words Broke Our Hearts”, el nuevo mini-LP de seis canciones de When Nalda Became Punk, que se publicará el 10 de marzo, en un vinilo 10” de color amarillo transparente de edición limitada y en formato digital.

“Those Words Broke Our Hearts” fue grabado y producido por Bruno Murmura en Vigo. “Hanging Out with Imogen”, el primer single extraído del disco, es una canción de puro indiepop, con energéticas guitarras jangle y sintetizadores agridulces. “Long Before” nos remite a la melancolía y tristeza que impregnan los discos de Sarah Records. Por otro lado, “Big Whoop” y sus alegres líneas de guitarra y armonías vocales, está llena de luz y esperanza. “New Year’s Day”, con su pegadizo estribillo de teclados, recuerda al sentimiento de nostalgia que algunas veces te inunda al final e inicio de otro año más. “Angela” es una canción directa, de pop inmediato, sobre la ansiedad adolescente de querer vivir el presente al máximo y no desperdiciar ni un segundo de vida. “A Midnight Run” cierra el mini-LP, una canción hablada con música hipnótica y narrada por la profunda voz de Edward Forth de la banda de indiepop inglesa Finmark.

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released March 10, 2017

All songs by Elena Sestelo except lyrics on A Midnight Run and Big Whoop by Antonio Llarena. A Midnight Run was read by Edward Forth.
Recorded, mixed and produced by Bruno Murmura at Milksplash! Studio in Vigo (Spain).
Mastered by Jon Chaikin at Nonstop Sound, California (USA).
Photos by Lore Stars (instagram.com/lore_stars)

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Track Name: Hanging out with Imogen
Hanging out with Imogen

It’s just a little chat while going home
Don’t get me wrong, don’t want to know
What your stereo says about you
Oh you are not living in Ghost World
But I just can’t tell you so
I know you wouldn’t live without it
Don’t blame me

You think that you’re the one but someone’s already said so
Don’t try to look that sad, oh this is so old
If you could be blanker than that
No hidden message on your clothes
No dyed hair and no weird bands
Nobody knows

And you wonder why you’re so alone
Do you have to be so cold?
Will you ever show any emotions?
You could laugh some time and ease yourself
Funny things won’t cause you pain
There’s no need for being sarcastic
Don’t blame me

You think that you’re the one but someone’s already said so
Don’t try to look that sad, oh this is so old
If you could be blanker than that
No hidden message on your clothes
No dyed hair and no weird bands
Nobody knows

You don’t know me that much
You don’t know me at all
You don’t know that
You don’t know a fucking thing
Track Name: Long before
Long before

I was sad long before I listened to pop music
Before 95 and I didn’t know his songs
Long before I let it go
and suddenly this illness became the biggest load

Long before I was told I should not hesitate
Long before I even thought
And before
Before you left

I fell down a long ago, before I knew our history
And I got scared for what will come
Even before all those words broke our hearts into pieces
Before the days were long

Long before I was taught
This is not what I need
Long before I even thought
And before
Before you left
Track Name: Big Whoop
Big whoop

I just wake up and there is nothing to do,
There’s no hurry for me,
And I wander this town waiting for the right call,
That never comes, it’s alright
It never comes I’m getting nowhere,
it’s alright, you don’t need to worry, things will work out sometime
It never comes, will it come?

Seems the robin hid the key to my secret garden,
And the map to my Big Whoop,
Someone took my name when I got inside this onsen,
Where’s the map to my Big Whoop?

But time flies and I just can’t see the end
Of this labyrinth I’m in,
Could you come with me and take my hand and guide me?
Walk me out, I will try
Walk me out you’re always helpful
I will try, we can find the way, I know it’s near somehow
Walk me out, the time is out

Seems the robin hid the key to my secret garden,
And the map to my Big Whoop,
Someone took my name when I got inside this onsen,
Where’s the map to my Big Whoop?

And I finally got the key to my secret garden,
And the map to my Big Whoop,
It was just in front of me, hanging in this onsen,
I’ve found it, my real Big Whoop.
Track Name: New Year's Day
New Year’s Day

You’d better listen to yourself
Or is there anybody else for you to seek?
It’s been so long since you left
But somehow you keep something in every single dream

And you find yourself in the morning
And you find yourself in the rain (staring at the sea)
Will it come with the new dawning?
Oh this is what you always thought and this is what you’ve got

You’d better listen to yourself
Or can you see any other way for you to breathe?
It’s been so long since you said
There’s a time for everyone and mine is here

And you find yourself on the surface
And you find yourself in the sun (staring at the sea)
Will it come with the New Year’s Day?
Oh this is what you always thought and this is what you’ve got
This is what you always thought and this is what you’ve got
Track Name: Angela
Angela
Can’t stand being bored with this sun
Go ahead and catch their attention
Tell them where you’ve been last night
Just a deceit, not a betrayal
It all sounds great but I can’t
It’s not working in my head
There’s a chance
And I don’t want to wait

I don’t want to waste all this time
I don’t want to waste all my life
oh inside this

There’s a whole new world outside
It works by random connections
I don’t want to be the last to try
First a denial, then some affection
And then all fades in a while
It’s what you’ve learnt from Anne Frank
Is that bad?
It’s something you can’t tell

I don’t want to waste all this time
I don’t want to waste all my life
oh inside this
Track Name: A Midnight Run
A Midnight Run

Last night I had that nightmare again. It was not a horrible nightmare; it was pretty childish in fact. But whenever I dream it, I can’t go back to sleep. No matter the time, or how long I’ve been sleeping, I’m fully awake; no drowsiness at all.

It was 3 a.m. when I woke up. I slid out of bed trying not to wake her up. She was in a deep sleep and looked so peaceful that I stood by the bed for a while, admiring her features. The light from a street lamp leaked through the blinds and illuminated her face. It struck me that she was even more beautiful than I remembered. I felt a sharp pain thinking about how we’ve been arguing for stupid things over the last months, how our relationship seemed to be fading, like the tiny light of a candle that has burned all its wax.

I went into the kitchen and opened the fridge. The orange glow hit my eyes and I had to squint a bit. I drank two glasses of orange juice in just a couple of gulps. I’m always dying of thirst whenever I wake up after the nightmare. I didn’t know what to do the rest of the night. Sometimes I just go to the sofa and read, others I put on headphones and listen to music and others I simply stare blankly at the TV.
But last night it was different. I was full of energy. I took a look out the window to see if it was raining but, luckily for me, it wasn’t, so I decided to go out running. I put on my tracksuit and trainers. It was a cold winter’s night, so I also wore a woollen hat, a scarf and thick gloves. I left her a note in case she’d wake up before I returned.
When I went out, the sky was still pitch black. I started running, slowly at first, just to warm up a bit. The streets were deserted. I only saw one guy sweeping the streets and the garbage truck and soon I was at the park. It is a small hill covered with trees that was left oddly untouched, surrounded by the city buildings, apart from and old castle on top of it.

I ran and ran but my energy was still high, so I carried on. The silence of the city sleeping was quite absorbing so I lost track of the time. My mind was concentrated on the path ahead of me. The ground was muddy from the last days’ rain and I had to be careful and not step into puddles.

Three hours later I was exhausted. But I didn’t feel progressively tired; the tiredness hit me all at once. My legs ached like hell and I couldn’t run one step further. I was at the top of the hill and collapsed on a stone bench. I rested there long enough to recover. Daylight was starting to fill the sky. I watched a long cargo ship sailing across the vast ocean. I felt totally at ease for the first time in ages.

On the way back home I stopped at a bakery to buy some freshly baked pastries. When I arrived home she was still sleeping so I showered under almost boiling hot water. Then I went to the kitchen and made coffee. I carried the tray with coffee and pastries to the bed and woke her up. She stretched a bit, yawned twice, and then looked at me surprised. “What are we celebrating?” she asked. “Life, what else?” I replied with a smile. We had breakfast and felt sure that everything would be ok.