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Barins

by Barins

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1.
Hi there, the name of the group is Barins Yeah, Barins, Italian surname, borrowing meaning from pubs and brains Or 360 Graus’ characters We don’t play well to please (no one but ourselves) We’re Barins and here’s no singa- long, no standard pronunciation! Be ready to get on at random
2.
False Alarm 02:35
You know, we, Barins, are emigrants, false dago reds (devil rats), ended up in Brighton, England. We were looking to get a life We were staying in this crazy hostel With nuts, nuts all around One morning, I was, kind of, sleeping And, humn, you know, humn I didn’t realize at the time, but There was this, humn Everybody downstairs And I wasn’t even able to pull my socks up! And it was false alarm
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Play 02:19
4.
Do you know Fred? I know I should have learned to speak properly in order to form a rock group in England, sorry for that, after all you have dumped the runes for people like the Normans and me. You know, things like Beowulf, Chaucer or even Shakespeare. But here I am just a homey who knows some Smiths lyrics, a grotesque amalgamation pleading for something else than baby talk, looking for my FOXP2. Let me tell you about Fred. The FT hypothesis describes us all attempting to simplify lives by language. And a 6ft Fortean Times reader could be a nurse too. Our lives, mate Crossed by case But I keep going, code-switching lacking grammar and vocabulary just trying not to become a pigeon Yeah, amalgamation, amalgamation It's a pidgin living, this outsider jargon Barins let off, All Calque lyrics, creole rock, such a pidgin life It's a pidgin living, slightly a living language A bar in my head
5.
I was trying to sell my car The poor stupid girl boyfriend's opinion was not enough So we took my car for a friend of her to see it Because this guy was told to be a mechanic And he said "my pussycat, this car is not for you" "Because if it breaks down, no way, you'll have to throw it away" Then he said to me "man, if someone offers you 2000 pounds, be sure it's already too much" "For you to sell this car here, man, you'll have to kick it to somebody" So I kicked the car to somebody I kicked the car Let's kick the car Kick it Kick the car A brand new car And everybody was kicking the car Just because the guy was a mechanic and he was saying to kick the car to sell it credits
6.
We needed to rent a place to live in. The lady from the estate agency called me up saying she had found the ideal home for us. So we went there, to see the house. Nice, yeah, it was nice. Big house, the rent wasn't even unreachable. The landlords were a couple, young people. There was a lot of books; good people, I though. Furnished house, I like it, I said. Then the lady from the estate agency told us the young couple was going to do a trip around the world. At that one moment, that house became our home and we became happy to spend our miserable salary to somehow sponsor our landlords' trip around the world.
7.
Lambrusco 03:02
Supermarket; my friend Narc and I went to buy some The cashier didn't want to sell it to us, saying Narc was too young Then I said it was all for me But no way So I said "hey man, ciao" And he understood that, 'cause he went outside In the meantime the cashier went crazy and there was already a queue going on I remember a fellow behind me saying "man, I know it's crazy but you'd have to choose another cashier without him..." Well, we had to get out of there without the bottles we had chosen already Back to the hostel, I then made a search on the web (he wasn't 21 but he's 20 and that should make the difference, gord!) Yeah So we went back to the supermarket and Narc bought the bottles of wine by himself And now we know that the lambrusco sold in England is sweeter than that in Italy
8.
One Hour 01:56
Working in a hospital as a housekeeper can be crap, but working in a hospital as a housekeeper in a country in which you can't speak its language is cruel! One day I was about to simply go home one hour before the end of my shift, by mistake. And I couldn't even explain to the furious supervisors who were facing me that I hadn't done it out of spite... Well, I thought "when it happens, generally people arrive one hour late..." One hour I'll change, yeah, change attitude, change bins too Three phalanges on every finger, counting till 12 with the thumb on one hand All analogies among sets of data I found out what refraction is, at work, lying on a couch in an empty ward, looking to the window trying not to sleep I was supposed to clean that ward but the hangover was killing me Never say "see you tomorrow" to your supervisor just by hearing traces of a conversation between people who don't speak your same language!
9.
Larry and Narc, they made a tune on the guitar And we went to rehearse it, insert lyrics and everything Well, when they first played it to me I was quite sleepy, so I didn't listened very well But it wasn't bad, I think The thing is, I'm not patient Well, Larry played, well, I grumbled... What the hell is this?!? Damn, you inverted the times There's no sense, damn! Then they told me again that I am not patient... Larry reached to asking me to make a song about this The following day, after coming back from work, I realized that song would have lyrics like this I'm not patient, no Nor doctor, no Nor porter Housekeeper I am Patient the fuck The thing is, I do know I don't know any fucking thing, yeah Luckily not every patient is like the son of a bitch of bed 8 I got scared today After cleaning all his soil again I wished he stopped grunting forever So I realized I'm not patient at all Fuck, it's not the chorus yet no, no, time has changed it's not ta ta ta, it's pa pa pa hey, look, there will be the chorus, right after this bit I am not patient, no Nor doctor, no Nor porter Housekeeper I am I am not patient, no I am not patient, Not yet
10.
At the cleanup employees party, super goal! At the cleanup employees party, mopping, mopping, deep clean! Hundreds of members, strategically infiltrated, supporting the pseudo-coreligionists cause Cleanup employees party, mopping, mopping Cleanup employees party, hosting too Training to take over the office The new consulate is the hospital! Pirate broadcast helping the sick One minute ahead of grandstand's One-point result, one-point missing Watch out Infection site Brighton's most brazilian platform You'll find it at the cleanup employees party Mopping, bossa nostra, super goal!
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Nine thousand kilometres, by car Little money, a few days off work Many mp3 cds, wine and beer, and maps Well, once more on the road! Heading north We left Treviso, it was summer time, and we went towards the extreme north of Norway, Nordkinn Through Italy, Austria, Germany, Denmark, Sweden and Norway Coming back through Finland, Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania and Poland Do you know what life is? I don't. But when I swum nude in a lake between Finland and Russia, within the Artic Circle, I just saw a spark of it And when we walked a path towards the northernmost lighthouse in Europe, yeah I saw a spark of it And we were all hungry I expected to find out nothing in there, up in the north we were at Nordkinn, and there was nothing but beauty. We walked a path and we were all hungry Next summer we will go to china, through Russia, going through all Trans-Siberian railway
12.
I wanted to write a lyric about god for this song, not about all this fucking evil which religion is and religious people do, but how could I write something good about nothing especially, humn, real? I have already thought Mark Smith could be God. Of course, I was wrong. Well, at least I saw him as Jesus once, on the telly. Religious people in practice act just as they think atheists do. Bang and Crunch are just Bounce or Rip and Freeze are just the same heat death. Branes, all branes in a bulk. Flakes, all flakes in a bowl. God could be gas, but isn't. It's just gas. Heidelberg was a really strange place then, when the folks began worrying about digging and monoliths, just like Atapuerca. But Eridu and Thinis weren't enough to avoid the Axis, on the contrary. Controlling subjects was tempter. Death, from selfish fear became an others hit, a Top of the Pops number one single. But it's all gas, axial. Cynophobia indoctrination.
13.
Breezing 02:58
Hey Tony, don't go away, please. You're Barins' souce, wow. Someone's trying to stick me a finger now But I'm not that type, no. Valpolicella, you're glorious, I feel in a roses sea. Tony, we're gonna miss you, bro. O dear windy Brighton and Hove. Take this day, go! Well, I wanna know Mexico. Do you think you're free when you do what you're supposed to? Do you think you're free when you don't do what you're supposed to? Do you think you're free when you do what you're not supposed to? People feature in the stories they tell themselves, to make sense of their world; they're just a convenient but fictional character. Shooting the breeze, oh cutting wind, breezing through different worlds. My guru's breeze. Barins trying to catch the breeze. Fssssiiiiuuuuuu fssiiuuuuu
14.
It's a hard life I am an immigrant, yes, that's a fact Therefore I need to learn some English If I want to live in England, you know As I've been seeing so many lovely bottoms since I arrived here I've tried to improve my vocabulary So I saw a really cool bottom And said Let's make love, baby Come to my bedroom Or something like that, you know I was so happy, being able to communicate Feeling harmony among people
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Hi there, the name of the group is Barins Yeah, Barins, Italian surname, borrowing meaning from pubs and brains Or 360 Graus' characters We don't play well to please (no one but ourselves) We're Barins and here's no sing-a-long, no standard pronunciation! Be ready to get on at random

about

Barins are a confraternity of lo-fi freethinking emigrants.

This album is the result of their three recording sessions, held between December 2008 and February 2009.

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released April 6, 2010

First two recording sessions – all tracks except 3, 9 and 15:
The drums were recorded in three rehearsal slots held at Brighton Electric studios (rooms 5 and 3) using the band’s portastudio Fostex MR-8HD and 4 microphones; all the other instruments and the vocals were recorded home, in Hove, using the band’s portastudio and Audacity 1.3 beta (PC); recording and mixing made by Walden Barin.
Third recording session – only 3, 9 and 15:
All instruments (drums, guitars, violin and maracas) recorded live on 21/02/2009, at The Tamborines studio, in London. Recording and mixing made by Henrique Laurindo.

Guitar on 10, 12 and 13, ukulele on 4 and 13, maracas on 5 and 13, drums and vocals played by Walden Barin. Guitars played by L. B. and Narc Barin. Vocal on 4 and 10 and bass played by Bacon Barin (not present on 3, 9 and 15). Violin played by Una Barin. Maracas on 3, 9 and 15 by Bebel Barin. Guest vocals on 15 by Henrique
‘Tamborines’ and all Barins.

Lyrics written by Walden, except 3 by Walden and Larry; 8 and 14 by Walden and Narc; 13 by Walden, Narc and Larry and 15 by Barins and Henrique ‘Tamborines’.
Music: 1/16 and 13 written by Walden and Larry; 2, 12 and 15 by Larry and Narc; 3 and 8 by Larry; 4, 6 and 11 by Narc; 5, 7 and 10 by Narc and Walden; 9 by Larry and Bacon; 14 by Walden, Narc and Larry.

Cover and cd label photos, and design, by Walden; inner photo (this one) by Bebel.
Video for Cleanup Employees Party filmed and edited by Bacon; Videos for One Hour, World Trip Sponsorship, Barins and Pidgin Living (A Bar In My Head) filmed by Bebel and edited by Bacon.

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O Bosque / Woodland is a DIY label, dedicated to indiepop, lofi, electronic music, folk, experimental, shoegaze, rock and pretty much everything in-between.
It was founded in Brazil in 1996 and put to sleep in 2004, from 2008 to 2011 it operated in Brighton, UK, then back in Brazil until 2016, then put to sleep again and now in Bristol, UK.
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