Temporary Cures

by Kliffs

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1. The Days of What's to Come You stood there with a knife you held it like a dove the blade caught all the traffic lights it was a blistering collage your petals and my thorns on the border of a daydream and a storm let's take the vow, to show what is lurking in the waters down below I gamble on the failure of time to make us strangers when morning breaks the night breaks too in Berlin, my heart, and you I wake up in the morning, try to call this home the word slips out of my mouth like a stone I'm drawn to lips, I'm drawn to yours call me a guest and call me a host I don't want tomorrow to hold my ghosts I'm ready to jump, will you jump with me? (to the days when we are) drinking in, breathing in, loving in, diving in laughing in, dying in, the days of what's to come
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Sadness 03:53
2. Sadness In the heart of the afternoon I watched your display a work of beauty came out in the lines on your face it could have been the wine or simply just the way you held your words like dynamite but turned them into a bouquet everything is temporary, everything is temporary now a party's on next door I go and join the noise I move my body like a bamboo in the breeze the night slips away the birds come out to sing I fall into my bed as if the Caribbean sea had kidnapped me everything is temporary, everything is temporary sadness is only, sadness is only a phone call away I see you at the door I run to let you in we put our constellation into orbit on the kitchen floor cloud nine plus one with complimentary champagne it's the softest fair-trade local patch of grass on a snowy day
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Stratosphere 03:36
3. Stratosphere Isn’t it good, when every single word you choose to show the light of day reflects what you want to say? I tell you come on I’m here to explore this little thing called love that leaves you wanting more Keep it simple, there’s nothing more than what’s right here way below the stratosphere there’s nothing more than what’s right here way below the stratosphere We could call this a temporary cure my darling you’ve got your teenage scars and I’ve got my kindled heart isn’t it good when the look on your face resembles all the stars looking down from outer space? There’s nothing more than what’s right here way below the Stratosphere there’s nothing more than what’s right here way below the Stratosphere I won’t give up on what’s right here way below the Stratosphere There’s nothing more than what’s right here Way below the Stratosphere Nothing more….
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Butterfly 03:27
4. Butterfly My butterfly, my kerosene I want you in my blood and between my teeth My Sunday's child my corroding wing I used up all the air that lovers use to feed the monsters lining up and waiting at the door Get up, there's nothing left to say let's fall, and burn, and fly, and throw it all away and then, call it just a holiday your textbook stride and your backward smile you force back the night, with an impolite punchline my butterfly, my burning chance you curl up the flames, and play them like a harp and throw me in the mud, and make me make me dance
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5. Outside of Cool v.2 There's a place in the distance I thought I'd like to tame and when I saw my reflection and I spoke its name it made me sweat it makes me sweat When you hear this confession don't give it no pity it”s just a song to add to the tower of plenty inside there’s a room with a view of the alley and when you close the curtains you hear the heat pipes coughing in your head let me show you how to love what it is to be the fool when you find yourself a spotlight on the outside of cool a punch in the face is sometimes a blessing highjacked by a moment you should've been expecting it makes you sweat it made me sweat how the voice of a shadow has been misunderstood without religion the cross is just wood so shed a little light on what it means to good like the soul of a prayer that finds the heart of your neighbourhood let me show you how to love what it is to be the fool when you're standing in the deadlight and you're polishing your shoes let me show you how to love what it is to be the fool when you find yourself a spotlight on the outside of cool let me show you…
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Liminal 03:52
6. Liminal I saw you over there I'd seen you there before I really didn't care that's what I tried to show I really liked the way that you would look at me it was a different way that you would look at me you went on the dance floor I followed you I saw the way that you took my hand I didn't think that it would show on my face just for now let's keep this liminal
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Ampersand 02:18
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8. Old Time Cinema Newsreel I know that face on the movie screen I should have said "please excuse me, cause I'm about to be obscene. That face stole my days. That face steals my dreams." Now I'm yelling in Japanese yelling at a movie screen it's a temporary cure you lean in and whisper "darling please, let it go, let it go" the usher asks me to leave you take my hand and guide me past all those eyes that look like rain beating on a blade of grass. and now the moon's perched up in the sky I don't know how, but I do know why you pull my head close to your face and I melt, and I break you lean in and whisper "darling please, let it go, let it go”
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Omoikiru 03:19
9. Omoikiru I limped into it all a honeymoon and its disguise and it's quite possible to hold a bomb and share a bed with accident I embraced it all a firefly, a clumsy cage I wouldn't take it back the purpose of an empty, vacant bed I call it hide and seek a duchess and her tasty thighs and my atomic lonely pick up lines I”ll cut it out for good then lick the knife and hide my teeth I'll find you in the sea under the crash of what was you and me
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10. Let That Be a Fact we could call it a weapon or a source of comedy call it a honeymoon in a minor key call it an addiction call it what you want I forget it all when you strike a match when the lights go out it's true... I believe in what you'll do I've got a disease the need for what I want when I look for a doctor I find a cult of dilettantes so I take your match and I put it to my skin to remind myself of the bitter taste of good medicine It's true... I believe in what you'll do let's make it a sunny day and not a day to waste love has a cost to bear to hold, to feed, to share have I made myself clear? I'll always be here the sky reaches down and it pulls me out of my skin I look below me and see the luck I'm living in the neighbour's singing so let that be a fact it's the perfect cure in the way it breaks in the way it cracks
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2. Tropical Touch You never know when enough is enough give me your word I'll lend it my ear and give it to my teeth to touch only a fool would let you go your words cut to the bone go ahead and slap my face with honesty I'll go in for you if you'll for me I wish we could give in to revelation feel the uplifting hand of a bookish father but something bites back its teeth are strong are you and I capable of all that wonder? You've got your kicks to feel something inside I've got my own that teach me how to defy not sure this all means much without this song but who cares, good luck, turn it up, so long, and goodnight It's all clear now enough is not enough weigh me down with your unbroken dream I believe in your tropical touch only a fool would let you go your love cuts to bone go ahead and kiss my face with honesty I'll go in for you if you'll for me

about

Kliffs is the Berlin-based duo of Mark Bérubé (guitar, keys, voice) and Kristina Koropecki (cello, synths, voice). The two met twelve years ago in an improvised Montréal rehearsal space when Kristina joined Mark’s solo project. The two toured together with Mark’s band numerous times across Canada and Europe, and eventually re-located to Berlin, Germany in 2014. After a brief hiatus for other projects, the two teamed up again in 2018 as a duo under their new name: Kliffs. Their new album Temporary Cures, and the first full-length album under their new name, will be released 29.11.2019 with K&F Records in Dresden.

Kliffs write recycled tone poems for the perpetually bemused, and pop songs for shy dancers. They channel the quiet of early morning sunrays tickling cloudbanks and mix it up with songs better suited to late-night inner city bicycle rides. From the chamber folk and Sufjan Stevens-esque opening of "The Days of What's to Come", to the bouncy meditation on the ephemeral in "Sadness", and to the shadow-groove poetics reminiscent of Nick Cave in "Outside of Cool v.2", they cover a wide spectrum of sonorous textures, taking listeners on a journey of moods and meaning.

The album was recorded between 2016 and 2018 in Montreal at Breakglass Studios and in Berlin at Vox Ton Studios by their long time collaborator Tonio Morin-Vargas.

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released November 29, 2019

Temporary Cures

All songs written and performed by Kliffs
Kliffs are Mark Bérubé and Kristina Koropecki

All songs engineered by: Tonio Morin-Vargas, except Stratosphere, Outside of Cool V2, and Liminal which were engineered by Simon Goff, and Ampersand which was engineered by Kliffs

Mixed by Tonio Morin-Vargas

Mastered by: Ryan Morey

Recorded at Breakglass Studios (Montreal), Vox Ton (Berlin) and Studio St-Dominique (Berlin) between 2016 and 2018.

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Kliffs write recycled tone poems for the perpetually bemused, and pop songs for shy dancers. They channel the quiet of early morning sun rays tickling cloud banks and mix it up with songs better suited to late-night inner city bicycle rides.

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