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by The Oh Hellos

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Kert Goéland
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Kert Goéland The Oh Hellos sind was besonderes für mich. Ich mag die Wechsel zwischen den ruhigen, atmospherischen Passagen und den rhythmischen Passagen. Ich mag wie ihr Spannung aufbaut. Ich mag die Stimme von Maggie und Tyler. Ich mage den unisono Gesang der ganzen Band. Ich wünsche mir eine neue Produktion von The Oh Hellos und Surfjan Stevens; und eine Tour mit einem Konzert im Westen von Deutschland. Favorite track: Notos.
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seth-hays I love the storytelling, the musicianship, the lyricism aah it's all so good Favorite track: New River.
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aspn makes me feel less alone Favorite track: Constellations.
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on the mountain tall whisper to me words in a voice so small like the one that to Elijah called quiet as a candle and bright as the morning sun though the fire and wind shattered down the hills with a rage unbent and a fear that shook the firmament he was not within them, the clatter of brass and drums I know you want me to be afraid I know you want me to love you still the wild wind blows up out of the grave of an angry ghost firing bricks from broken canon and prose to build a wall so high it reaches the heavens in the sky still you beat your drums raising holy war with every strum shouting down the quiet kingdom come brushing at your fingers, hoping you'll come around
Torches 03:31
I got a venom like a snake running out of my mouth it's got you burning at the stake innocent or not, you're not a bet I care to take and Father Ignorance will make brothers of us all as he sets our torch aflame chasing down the flimsy specters that we co-create over and over, again we keep that old wheel turning we spin it around I got a terror I can't shake pushing down on my lungs it's got me lying there awake with a hand on a gun while turning shadows into shapes Mother Fortuna, O, she makes sisters of us all when the faces in her wake look more like our own than the effigies we immolate over and over, again we keep that old wheel turning over and over, again we lay the next spoke down over and over, again (oceans will roll in) over and over, again we spin it around
I can feel it on my tongue brick and mortar as thick as scripture drawing lines in the sand and laying borders as tall as towers I babble on until my voice is gone this hill I'll die on is about 90 meters of bricks colored indigo, inscribed with my name, and lined with cedar but the words fall flat like cymbals crashing like molars gnashing 'cause like constellations a million years away every good intention is interpolation, a line we drew in the array looking for the faces looking for the shapes in the silence all that's left for me to climb to the heavens is the chasm of the night and a matter of time but I hear the rumble as the tectonic plates start to shake and I feel my blood pounding like the beat of a drum 'cause like constellations a million years away every good intention is interpolation, a line we drew in the array clinging to the faces clinging to the shapes in the silence like constellations imploding in the night everything is turning and the shapes that you drew may change beneath a different light and everything you thought you knew will fall apart, but you'll be all right
Notos 03:19
there's an eerie quiet on the southern levees with a halcyon sky and atmosphere gone heavy there's a wind arising with the ire of Venus tugging at the surface of the seas between us and it's catalyzing with a breath of calefaction a thunderous disturbance, and for every action, a reaction and the rush will take you away like you're caught in the undertow and you will drown in the wake of the things you lost to the winds of Notos but the water's rising, quicker than light and sound from the seas within me, coming up from the ground and I try to fight it, cumulonimbus clouds but I drain completely, cover the sun and drown it out every inhale I take, swallows the ocean whole, and I am one with the hurricane, tall as the tide that laps with a rabid tongue with every exhale, I break you down with a fury, I lay the hills undone like a dog gone untamed, bellowing out a river from my lungs and the rush will take you away like you're caught in the undertow and you will drown in the wake of the things you said that you can't take back, no and every word you shouldn't say will come bubbling out of your throat but you've got no one left to blame for the things you lost to the winds of Notos you gotta let go
New River 03:42
it took forever and a day for the canyons and coasts to erode away by the weight of the ocean's cyclical motion they swayed and though the eons may pass as slow as the sands of an hourglass every grain that we've counted claims that even the mountains can change let it come down, let it come down let it make in you a new river I know the winds from the south have the waves riled up like a hungry mouth and your stomach goes hollow at the thought that it could swallow you whole well, it'll rain for forty days and nights, and nothing you do can slow the rising tides but the river takes her shape from every tempest she abides and like her, you'll be made new again


Notos, the first installment in an ongoing series, is named for the ancient Greco-Roman god of the south wind, who brought storms in the summer. Musically, the record draws from the siblings' memories of summers spent exploring the Pacific Northwest with their grandparents, as well as their experiences with the frequent threat of hurricanes as they grew up on the Texas Gulf Coast. Thematically, the series considers the question: "where did our ideas come from?" Notos recounts a time when the duo weren't even aware there was a question to ask, and reflects on the backfire effect we experience when confronted with new information for the first time.


released December 8, 2017

Written, recorded, performed, produced by Tyler and Maggie Heath.
Mixed & mastered by Charlie Kramsky
Viola/Strings: Matthew Hagerman
Drums: Austin Norman
Accordion: Joey Chance

Special thanks to: Matthew Hagerman, Joey Chance, Nathanael Smith, Drew Griffith, Zack Wiggs, Austin Morrow, Joshua Heinlein, Grant Baril, Jordan Hunsucker, Carley High and our friends from The Goodness Sakes, Charlie Moore and the Night Queens for lending their voices to record group vocals.


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The Oh Hellos began in a cluttered bedroom, where siblings Maggie and Tyler Heath recorded their self-titled EP in 2011. In the fall of 2012, the sibling duo released their debut full-length record Through the Deep, Dark Valley, an album full of regret and redemption, which they wrote, recorded, produced, mixed, and mastered themselves. ... more

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