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Cut​-​Ups

by SAVAK

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    12" jacket and inner sleeve printed with a matte finish. Artwork by Jim Blaha of The Blind Shake and hand set type by Davin Kuntze at Woodside Press. Silver center labels for that touch of class you won't find in the music itself. Lyrics and photos for those who care. And downright upright blue vinyl for anyone who still remembers the excitement they felt buying the first pressing of The Faith's 'Subject To Change' EP. Say no more!

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    4-panel wallet on matte card stock with a slit to hold the CD. Front and back covers have artwork by Jim Blaha of Minneapolis rockers The Blind Shake (not to be confused with the real estate agent of the same name nor the CFO of Hazelden Betty Ford Foundation). Gatefold includes lyrics and photos on the inside panels. Back cover has handset wood type by Davin Kuntze of Woodside Press. Nifty!

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"Subtle, strong, and smart." - AllMusic

"Wenn man Musikliebhaber ist dann sollte man dieses Album auf jeden Fall besitzen." - Pretty in Noise

"Vrlo lijep, melodičan i ukusno opremljen album." - terapija

"Disque épatant et lumineux, car il éclaire l’esprit et décongestionne les articulations. Indispensable." - À Découvrir Absolument

From the desk of James Finlay, Nottingham, England...

Music isn’t so easy these days. Everyone’s doing it. They’re combing the annals. They’re hawking it from all the platforms. Kids in bedrooms are hammering out digital release strategies for new bands. Communications are being marinated in marketing speak; words are being harvested from dense SEO reports. Surely this is not the great DIY utopia we were promised. Is it still possible to feel righteous in a world where the parameters of aesthetics and worth have been whittled down to a thumb drive?

Fortunately SAVAK is back and brandishing a new LP that’s calmly saying, ‘yes…yes that is still possible.’

Titled Cut-Ups, this new SAVAK record consists of 10 immaculate nuggets of primo, left-field rock'n'roll, of the sort you may (or may not) associate with a band comprising former and current members of Obits, The Make-Up, Holy Fuck, The Cops, Nation of Ulysses, Edsel and Enon.

That’s a heavy smorgasbord. So how are the results? As laudable as one would expect given the pedigree. Cut-Ups is as kaleidoscopic, ambitious and as curious a record as you could hope for.

Like the debut SAVAK LP, Best of Luck in Future Endeavors, there’s that instant thing – instant hooks all over, instant choruses – but not cheap instant like the noodles. The flavors on this record have a long finish, with a satisfyingly wide palate. There are pristine multi-part harmonies and skronky jazz bits, as well as odd, subtle experiments with Joe Meek-y sound design. There’s that undeniable propulsive groove that many of these guys have become synonymous with. There’s even a song about the reclusive, experimental musician Gary Wilson. At least I think it’s about him. It could possibly be about English Snooker legend Gary Wilson (unlikely), or just some not-famous Gary Wilson. There are also healthy smatterings of garage rock, ‘60s jangle, jazz and psych. The devil is in the details on SAVAK records and there are many, many details on Cut-Ups.

There's no denying that SAVAK is pissed on this record too. These guys are cut up and in barbed and furious mettle, but this is definitely not your usual terse and angry punk-rock record. SAVAK will not be performing these songs shirtless, or windmilling their fists and bulging their carotids as they kick out these jams (well, maybe they will a little actually). They've mastered the art of coloring and nuancing their musical communications in deeper ways with lighter, more complex textures. There’s an uplifting, philosophical bent to the heavy subjects tackled here.

For me Cut-Ups is like the moment in One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest when Chief Bromden throws the water fountain through the sanitarium window and runs to his freedom across the field. You know it's a heavy vibe but you feel good taking it in. This record can raise you like that.

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released October 27, 2017

SAVAK is Sohrab Habibion, Michael Jaworski, James Canty and Matt Schulz

With help from David Grant (vocals), Jordan McLean (trumpet), Allison Robinson (vocals), Geoff Sanoff (keyboards, guitar), Katie Schottland (vocals), Greg Simpson (bass), Josh Sinton (saxophone) and Greg Vegas (saxophone)

Produced by Geoff Sanoff & SAVAK
Engineered & mixed by Geoff Sanoff at Renegade Studios
Additional engineering by Hewson Chen & SAVAK

Artwork by Jim Blaha
Lion logo by Rick Froberg
Layout & design by Habibion-Kujundzic-Ephemera Design
Hand-set typography by Davin Kuntze at Woodside Press

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SAVAK Brooklyn, New York

Formed in 2015 by members of The Obits, Holy Fuck and The Cops.

SAVAK is Sohrab Habibion, Michael Jaworski and Matt Schulz.

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Track Name: Sick Of War
This sickness takes on many forms
No panacea, no end to all these wars
Does a cure even exist?
Will time reveal a stronger medicine?

We repeat these same mistakes
Denying a history we cannot escape
To live, to push away this pain
To realize existence that we cannot explain

I’m sick, I’m so sick, I’m sick of war
Track Name: Like Gary Wilson Said
Like Gary Wilson said
She is real, she is real
And some obsessions
Are hard to conceal

Like Gary Wilson said
I suspend myself in dreams
Because this world
Is just not what it seems

Like Gary Wilson said
You might think you know me
But some impressions
Are never revealed

Like Gary Wilson said
Let your spirit free
Some people die for love
And some for vanity

But if everybody knows
Please feed me to the crows
And toss what’s left in the river
My eyes, my heart, my liver

Like Gary Wilson said
If something’s too good to be true
Put your duck in the ocean
And see if she swims back to you

Like Gary Wilson said
You gotta lose control
Loneliness is a prison
That slowly kills your soul

But if everybody knows
Please feed me to the crows
And toss what’s left in the river
My eyes, my heart, my liver
Track Name: I Wanna Exist
People and their fate
Life to contemplate
Seems so small sometimes
Dying to exist
Existentialist
You’re so young and fine
Something to connect
Spark our intellect
Feels so good sometimes
Trying to relate
We can procreate
I can fall in line

We cannot compare pain but we
Can give each other new reasons to exist
We can find a new place
I will take you there

Lying on the floor
This all came before
I repeat myself
People make mistakes
Learn to live this way
We still have our health
Something to correct
Souls will intersect
Love is such a find
Learn to live this way
Learn the things to say
I get by just fine

We cannot compare pain but we
Can give each other new reasons to exist
We can find a new place
I will take you there
Track Name: Christo's Peers (Soon We'll Be Floating)
Ruled by experts
Ruled by whim
Ruled by the wealthy
Ruled by Him

Ruled by tyrants
Ruled by thieves
Ruled by pedants
Ruled by our fears

But you seem to be floating
You seem to be free

Ruled by bishops
Ruled by mobs
Ruled by squatters
Ruled by natural laws

Ruled by pundits
Ruled by slaves
Ruled by civil servants
Ruled to our graves

Soon we’ll be floating
Soon we’ll be free
Track Name: Natural Light
Sunbreak, sunlight, new moon be pleased tonight
We brace for new life
Mended our old fences
Paint will fade, time will save
Show us the light, teach us new ways
We lift the shades, open our new senses

Warm sun behind your back
Cold wind direct attack
It’s hard to tell which way it’s blowing
Sometimes it’s better never knowing
You caught me with one look
Wrote me into your book

Sundazed, sun blind, new sun keep track of time
Embraced new life
We called her freedom
Darkness fades, longer days
Roll back the stone and leave the cave
Accept this change
The light of revelation

Warm sun behind your back
Cold wind direct attack
It’s hard to tell which way it’s blowing
Sometimes it’s better never knowing
You caught me with one look
Wrote me into your book
A natural light illuminating
Something so real we have created
Sometimes it’s better never knowing
A natural light is truly glowing
Track Name: They Are Bones
Before there was an ending
Before there was a start
In the middle of the middle
In the heart of our hearts

I looked out on the world, thinking,
“They are aliens, they are bones”
I stood amidst our treasures
Small, but bright and ours alone

Ours alone
They’re ours alone
They’re ours

What they’ve taken, what we’ve lost
Does not define who we are
We are mineral, we are truth
We are nothing, we are proof

Knowing they can’t touch us
They can’t penetrate our skulls
Lure us with their promises
Or trap us with their rules

We are everlasting
We are night and day
We are water, we are sky
We are everlasting

And we’re all alone
All alone
We are
Track Name: Loma Prieta
We never asked for this
Couldn’t feel it coming on
Implicit faith, we missed the signs, ignored the dogs
Red-faced new clown prince
Heir apparent, empty throne
Disown your army
Leave the rest of us alone

Beyond control
Loma Prieta
We lost our soul
Loma Prieta

You had a taste of it
Now you’re drinking from the cup
I’ll never take a sip
I’m not giving up
Now a beast is forming
No longer hides among the rest
His mouth is open as he rears his ugly head

Beyond control
Loma Prieta
We lost our soul
Loma Prieta

Can’t tell you when it started
Can’t save you from yourself
Can’t carry what’s been left behind
Can’t talk to you about it
Can’t save you from yourself
Can’t bury what’s been left behind
Track Name: I Don't Want To Be Defended
Day to day it’s drudgery
Litter box and cutlery
But that’s what I do
I stay upstairs
Fixing old broken chairs
Because that’s what I do
I re-read books
About lechers, lepers, crooks
Yeah that’s what I do

And I don’t want to be defended

I studied your verses
So much voodoo, spells and curses
To do what you do
With no belief to be forsaken
Or miracle to be mistaken
I do what I do
No medals, no crosses
No weathermen, no bosses
I like what I do

And I don’t want to be defended
Track Name: Keys To The City
Keys to the city
Wandering aimless
Lights to name us
Cracks in the ceiling
Walls are crumbling
I suspect it
Drunk on the Bowery
No reflection
I needed direction
Sirens were singing
Songs of love
And you returned it

Young and so pretty
Make out wasted
with perfect faces
Empire State leaning
New young rich
Need new perspectives
Watched all the hippies
Cash in stocks
For upstate houses
Broke out the bubbly
For trust fund kids
Pre-war apartments

I finally found a home
No I can’t get away
Track Name: I Left America
Long before I came
Long before I found
The list beside your bed
With the future crossed out

I’d been standing at the border
Watching the changing of the guard
Watching the fire-breathing
And all the babies being born

I followed your sister
Into a crowded square
Where they hung all the traitors
From East German cranes

That’s when I knew
I’d left America
I left America
Long before I came

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