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Hence My Optimism

by Elway

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Elway released their debut full length, "Delusions", in 2011 and went on to make quite a dent in the DIY punk scene. Armed with that breakout album, they toured their asses off, made lotsa friends, and won over loads of new fans. Something else must've happened in that time, because Elway's songwriting has further improved, and that's clearly evident on these four new tunes that make up "Hence My Optimism". These are gutsy and efficient punk songs, sure to please the Elway faithful, but even more certain to garner them more new fans. Think The Lawrence Arms meets Propagandhi; it really is a promising step up for the band and a big favorite here at the Red Scare HQ.


released June 12, 2012

Recorded in February 2012 at Dead Pigeon Studios, Fort Collins
Tracked and produced by Benjamin Buttice
Mixed by Matt Allison at Atlas Studios, Chicago



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Elway Fort Collins, Colorado

Elway started back in 2007 as a drunken mess called 10-4 Eleanor. They released a few records under the old moniker before changing their name in 2010 after signing with Red Scare Industries. 3 LPs, 2 EPs, 500+ shows in 23 countries later, they are still a drunken mess. ... more

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Track Name: Dear Colorado
I'll watch the sunlight paint these bedroom walls
I swear I won't sleep at all
Until I think my way through every word you spoke

A Fit of sobs breaks through like leaves that fall
Oh how to autumn called
Like a ghost that came and left me all alone

Without you, I am forsaken
Dead Colorado, we are forsaken

And on the day this distance grew to far
I picked up your guitar
And wrote another song that skirts around the point

I wish I could be an honest man
Some days I think I can
Oh I mean to say, I mean to say, I...

Dear Colorado, we are forsaken
Out here without you, we are forsaken

And after all these years what can I say?
Track Name: 25 Years
The low-hung harvest moon paints a scarlet on my windowsill
The morning star in pale blue always seems to disappear
I'm tongue-tied and trivial when seeking the truth
I'm a small flame, but I will still wait

The filaments are burnt up in their glassy bulb's volcanic black
The darkness ages, livid, lost in aspect to the sun
At daybreak the sunlight emblazons the truth
We are ruthless when we are restless

25 years I've been lost in rumination
Of friction and fear and old regrets that keep me straying

And I will run if I alter nothing but my angle to the sun
I will run and forever let the darkness be the memory
Of the hollow places I've been fleeing from

The last good things worth keeping melt away
But I will find my place
In the fray of their absence

And I won't spend another breath on sighing
This fog into the cold
Tell the sun I'll be waiting

For the winter to recant it's invitation to the comfort of the graveyard
Darling I'm doing alright
Track Name: Note To Self
Well you came all this fucking way to lose it all
You know your head won't come to rest beneath these squalls
Still here we are running down a dream
Living in a past that never will come clean
What the fuck are we doing here?
You shouldn't need a song to make this clear

Lost sight of all you ever dreamed of
There has to be a reason while you still insist on tearing yourself down
Became the one thing you're afraid of
Your mind already made up, if you let no one in you'll never make it out

Even now you still refuse to just forget her
And when your heart expires you'll blame it on the weather
Chasing down the past like some white whale
You know that's a ship that never will set sail
What the fuck are you waiting for?
Get off your fucking ass get out the door

Out of time and out of place
The years like scars across your face
Old records to remind you life is long when you're longing
Track Name: Take Me, Stabler
Grand gestures are scattered on the floor
With brown broken bottles and notes
The devil, the devil is bitten in me
And I bail out his words to stay afloat

But this winter is a war of attrition
My tired bones cast hard against the cold
The devil, the devil, the days born anew
Are what keep me from feeling so old

So where to go?
I'm running, I'm tripping my way through the snow
So where to go?
I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm dying, I'm dying to know

Untie my hands, absolve my sins
Give my regards to the gallows
Return from pain and banishment
To green and fertile fields once fallow