NO ROBOTS

by KYTE

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"Kyte is more from the deep vault of Damien Youth/Robyn Nice projects, and while it's not as distinctive as the Surprise Symphony and Magic Island records the pair have done, it can be easily recommended to those listeners who like those records. For the most part this hovers around the folkier side of the duo's post-Syd Barrett-isms, with that rich, dark psych folk brew typical of their work. If they, like Barrett, sound somewhat depressed and hermetic in their retreat into fuzzy inner landscapes, they don't sound quite bummed out enough to be of danger to themselves or others. It's music to play on rainy autumn days when someone you want to be around isn't here. And there are plenty of such rainy days in England, a country these songs reflect in their melodic folkiness, no matter that Damien Youth has used Louisiana as his base. The folkiness is more in the matter of song structure than instrumentation, actually, since there's plenty of organ and piano, with occasional beguiling electronic effects. "The Cage" sounds especially Pink Floydian in its acoustic guitar-organ combo. By contrast, "Colonies" has the kind of overmodulated fuzz blasts that make you rush to turn the stereo down, especially in this context, where most of the tracks are so gentle and low-key. " - Richie Unterberger

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released 15 August 1998
Archie Kyte- Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Drums
Scott Kyte- Vocals, Keyboards, Sound Effects
Elizabeth Black- Vocals

Photography: Elizabeth Black

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tags: lo-fi rock acid folk gothic indie rock psychedelic New Orleans

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Track Name: Standing In A Stream
I can see you standing in a stream
long reflections flowing back to me
orange pollen gathers 'round your knees
and thighs and swirls a lullaby
to float down stream to another stream

Leaves float by and cover up the sunny sky
Leaves float by and cover up your sunny eyes

There is nothing here that I can do
My direction cannot pull you through
Watch the world go swirling into you
then out, to flow, to somewhere new
to flow away, to somewhere new

Leaves float by and cover up the sunny sky
Leaves float by and cover up your sunny eyes
Track Name: Heather
They said you left today
Left with the morning rain
Followed the winding road
wearing the winter coat I gave you
Where do you think you'll go?
What do you hope to find
You know the world is cruel
It's always been unkind to you

When nobody loved you
remember how we took you in
and how we gave you everything
When no one would love you
we saved you from the world outside
and gave you somewhere safe to hide

Went to your room tonight
turned on your bedroom light
I sat upon your floor
thumbed through the photographs you left
That one's of me upstairs
That one's of Scott in tails
This one's of you and me
so this one's the one I'll keep, hey Heather

The doors always open
So if it ever gets too cold
you're welcome here back in the fold
And I'll keep your white robe
I'll hang it up right next to mine
in case you ever need to find it

They said you left today
Left with the morning rain
Followed the winding road
wearing the winter coat I gave you... Heather
Track Name: Song For Izzy
Just got a letter, from my friend Izzy
Sent me a lyric to which I'll set a melody
He sends me postcards from places that he's seen
News paper clippings, old rock star magazines
He glued his photo inside

And he said we'd make it high enough to see
you'll never blow it, no, got no reason now
just why I can't believe... my friend Izzy

Just got a red book, from my friend Izzy
called "Bicycle Compost", says,just save your money
said take it slow with everything you ever need
don't wait for holidays, except of course for Halloween or for the next time we write.

I've seen everything and most I can ignore
Except the sunshine and the moonlight and the pain
(Yes I see you in your raincoat walking) My friend Izzy

Just got a letter, from my friend Izzy
Remember the bread man, how we turned the
lights off, they just screamed and we were running and feeling everything and in those moments...
and in those moments you believed
and in those moments you believed