1.

The door was white 03:35

2.

A baker's dozen 03:59

3.

Providence 02:14

4.

Hardly the kind of stuff to inspire social chroniclers 03:21

5.

Close my eyes 03:27

6.

The house was dead 04:09

about

Because they bring back and update the grand tradition of the Lee Hazlewood/Nancy Sinatra duet, seasoning it with a syncopated and direct style of vocal interpretation; 

 

Because the musical past of each member and the frugality of means and arrangements are the recognizable, yet always fresh ingredients of solidly built songs, undressed of musical will-o’-the-wisp gimmicks; 

 

Because they refer to Virginia Woolf and Hemingway without compromising a slight swing of the hips or the bass’s dynamic pulse; 

 

Because their repertoire includes a beautiful version of a wonderful Arthur Russell song; 

 

Because they baptize the band with a resonant, mnemonic name that eases one’s conception of a symbolic context (narrative and contemporary) for the project’s sound and its songs; 

 

Because they wrap up the musical object in a graphical work that is simultaneously allusive and elusive; 

 

Because they do all this in a record set on an afternoon that one imagines to be relaxed, occupying 6 m2 in a 20 m2 room. 

 

Ladies and gentlemen, let us salute the debut of Dear Telephone, 

 

And the birth of “Birth of a Robot”.

credits

released 21 March 2011