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Penny Floater

by The Palps

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Penny Floater is a tune about lost (or imagined) love in the mid-90s in the North East.
When bringing in a football made you king of the playground.
Nylon carpets, cross-legged.

It’s also about memories, and how fallible they are, how fickle. The people and the things we put into memories never really existed. They say more about us, now than them, then.

It owes a little of its flavour to Prefab Sprout in its lilting melancholy.
Maybe it has a bit of the jangle of Phoenix.
Maybe even some of the California Sound, transported to the drizzle of a Tuesday afternoon in Northumberland.

We recorded ourselves in a new-build attic in Newcastle on a snowy day.

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lyrics

we stood opposite each other in line
me with my kind, you with ‘the other’
you just had to have heard the rumours at the time
“we had to sit together”

could we have held hands on the sly?
could we have silenced the clamour?
could we have broken the rules we all knew?
or maybe we never felt that way

we dressed up in identical costumes, didn’t we?
we both felt old, we both felt we were leading
there’s an itch that comes from biding your time
“we had to sit together”

could we have stolen the things we weren’t allowed?
would we have known what we were doing?
could we have kicked all of the air
out of a penny floater?

[when the ‘you’ of this memory doesn’t exist
and the ‘me’, I’m a fragment as well
we’re both cut up]

We stood on a stage in front of others, so proud
and read out words that someone else had written
I recall big blue blocks and yellow-brown curtains
the colour of your leaves

Could we have sold ourselves in suits?
were we more child-like by acting so adult?
could we have sheltered, like, an iridescent love?
or were we still babies?

there’s a tree, a sapling, growing outside
it sprouted roots after we all got together
and as branches grew, divided, inching apart
you said “it’s not like forever”

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released April 5, 2018

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The Palps' music has been described as "quietly monumental" and "cinematic", and at other times redolent of Sabbath and Sonic Youth. ... more

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