Go Dream

by Lukas Creswell-Rost

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GO DREAM is the new album from Lukas Creswell-Rost. Full of shifting moods, earworm melodies, restless arrangements and dark humour. Running through its core is a heartfelt take on a theme of ambition, fame, success & failure. “It slowly dawned on me that people are weird. Some of them are totally arrogant and selfish and driven by things which repel me. And in that kinda misanthropic mindset I found a lot to write about.”

Each song reveals more of the story; 'Week Of Warmth' recounts the tale of ill-fated 70s power-pop band Badfinger from their money-grabbing manager's perspective. 'Ten Dollar Cocktails' and 'Patient Pilot' both allude to an air-rage incident of the neo-classical heavy metal guitarist Yngwie Malmsteen. Fans of sitcom ‘Seinfeld’ might relate to 'Summer Of George', and anyone who has found themselves on a night out alone could sympathise with 'Own Night Out'… And, of course, there's the ever present sound of the sea.

Five years ago Lukas relocated from his hometown of Leeds, UK, to the thriving hub of Berlin. Those five years mark a dramatic shift musically and personally. Tastes developing and attitudes changing. A personal message was forming. One which required honing down and carefully constructing, as only one man alone in his home studio can do.

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released September 29, 2014

Written, Produced, Recorded & Mixed by Lukas Creswell-Rost
Drums Recorded by James Yates
Mastered by Arnold Kasar

Performed by Lukas Creswell-Rost
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James Yates - Drums, Percussion, Marimba, Vibraphone, 80s
Laura Gladwell - Vocals
Carl Schilde, Lead Synth (7 & 9)
E.L. Heath - Vocals, Flutes (3 & 8)
Oliver Du Toit - Yngwie Lead Guitar (2)
Snake Davis - Soprano Saxophone (8)

Artwork by WitShop
Photos by Bruno Derksen

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Track Name: Foreign Movies
Don’t hurt yourself scraping out your barrel.
‘Cos you’ll need your hands to wave hi at me when.

I’m holding up my silver medal.
And you won’t stand a chance in hell.

Paint me in good light and use all the skills acquired from when you were at art school.
In those days you looked so cool.

But you’ve seen too many foreign movies. You don’t stand a chance.
And you’ve worked for many of the big time movers, but still you don’t stand a chance.
Not one.
Track Name: Ten Dollar Cocktails
You’ve been gone for far too long.
Where have you been?
Waiting for a comeback chance.
That you won’t see.

I am not your greener grass.
Or ungrown seed.
To retrospect is not enough.
But that's all there is.

With ten dollar cocktails in the sun.
And photos of when you were young.
Track Name: Time Waster
I saw you driving in your car with the sunroof down.
So I shook up my drink. Pulled the lid and threw it in. All the way in.

You see it makes much more sense to look over my shoulder with a face to look at.
And it is yours. Well, well done.

But you’re wasting every minute. You’re wasting every minute…

Here, with me. Some people are like a cloud on a sunny day.
So please drive at speed. I’d like to be there when you get pulled over.
Track Name: Smallest Things
We are going where you’ll never go.
Oh it’s fun here. Come back when you know.
M.O.R., V.I.P. seeker.
Scratch your name off that ringside seat.

Always seems to be the smallest things that you miss.

Spoiler alert, you know how it will end.
Hype is your best and only friend.
Don’t look my way to find that higher hill.
You see it. Over there its over there its.

What more could a mother do? (What more)
What more could you hope to prove? (What more)
Why stop when your dreams all fall through?
It’s not there it was never there.
They’re laughing at the thought of it.
Stop giving it all away.

One hit wonder. Current trend.
Fifteen minutes. Always end.
Track Name: Own Night Out
If it was up to me I wouldn’t stick around.
But based on the fact that you work here you say “hi.”
It shouldn’t take one genius to figure out one fool.
It does. Though its hard staying in when out is near.

The weekend starts here. Right now.
I’m on my own night out.
You’ll get this one if I’ll start eating right from out of the palm of your hand.

It’s safe to say that your tattoos didn’t get themselves there on your arm.
Oh they sure do their job well.
And I just took a second look I’ll tell you what I saw.
Moths there on fire somehow you stand that burning smell.

It must be like hell to clean all of the flies from your screen.
I’m here. I’m now. I’m on my own night out.
I’ll get this one if you’ll start eating right from out of the palm of my hand.
Track Name: Go Fish
I just can’t help feeling great.
I’m never better than when I use my spare time to show you what you could have won.
Then take it away.

Stop finding new ways to be seen.
Go fish, go dream.
Go hold your own hand ‘cos I won’t be there for anything ever.
You’re doing fine.

So leave me here maybe forever.
Cos’ I only need one thing.
And I can get it by taking your one shot.
Track Name: Summer of George
Ever decreasing circles. They are just the best.
They keep me hoping my name. My name is on your chest.
And when the weather turns you know. No one shows their T-Shirts.
‘Cos this was supposed to be the summer of George.

Those ever decreasing circles, they are still the best.
There’s no way of knowing, knowing, the designs that they chose.
We try to do it right this time, and gather up.
This was supposed to be the summer of George.

So here I am. Here in Hollywood.
Playing the game.
I hope I stay the same.
Yeah we have made it now.
I did the opposite to stay in play.
I hope I stay the same.
Track Name: Week of Warmth
Do you enjoy the fahrenheit, I’ll take you to the brightest shine. Spotlight.
You put on quite a show, so go tear them a new one.
My intentions are not clear, but if you just sign here you’ll be hanging silently without a care.
There’s one born every minute it’s the Name Of The Game.
You’re mine now.
You’re in, over your head now entertain.

I said I’d take you to Venice Beach
In your dreams.
Oh I promised you so much, but only with Deceptive Bends.
And Blackmail.
You can flick me that Badfinger, but it’s not like I can’t live Without You.
The Old Wild Men won’t throw you out a Lifeline.
Hope you enjoyed the ride from your week of warmth out in the sun.

By ‘75, you string your throat.
Now Ivey grows on your headstones.
All that money. I take it all.
So think of me, when…

I’m in my week of warmth out in the sun.
When I’m in my week of warmth out in the sun…
Track Name: Patient Pilot
You have to feel for Yngwie Malmsteen. It’s only speed.
The patient pilot can’t avoid rain. Or the air rage. He’s better off that way.
There is no doubt that it’s one in, one out.

The boss of everything dies with no will. Just a short riddle.
You count to five and everything’s yours. So I count to four.
No one would count more.

And I talk each evening but the night don’t speak.
Hello it’s me.
There’s a million speeches but who’s listening.
Hello it’s me. Since Clea grinned it’s been one out, one in.

So where’s my pension plan? Where’s my massive house?
‘Cos we all want up. But its one in and one out.
Track Name: Go Dream
People say they seem to like you.
People say you’re pretty good.
Still you wait for more reaction.
Get over it, get over it.
The reviews have been fantastic.
So now success might see you through.
Still there’s something there that’s lacking.
There’s no content and no where left to hide.
I can see it all over your face.
The look of pity as you lose your way.

Gotta’ be someone these days. Gotta’ be in first place.
Don’t be ashamed of the thrill. Go live on Primrose Hill.
Why do you always talk of helping yourself when I’m around?
I’m first in line.
Maybe its time to start again. Beginners luck would be waiting there.
Shit’s gonna kick off soon ‘cos we’ve still got it.
If what is hot is not available they’ll just move on.
But watch your back.
If there’s one thing you’ve learned today. It’s not to listen when they say you’re great.
Get over it, get over it.

To those who’ve never met you.
I will tell you nothing more.
Than to wipe your expectations.
There’s no one there much more than a bore.
It’s all over your face.
You know you got away with it once again.
Wait for that sweet revenge.
Go Dream.
Track Name: Stolen Thunder
You were talking to the girl you always meet, when I stole your thunder with an ass slap.
So now that all your small talk is complete.
All you’re really left with here is me, just me.

Saying what I see.
And doing what I feel.
‘Cos there’s no line to cross.
So why do you take it so personally?

I would find it funny if you’d lie down there on the floor so I can pass by.
I’m sick and tired of holding in my breath. When you’re standing near me with your brain dead look.

I am here for me.
I’m looking out for none.
Apart from number one.
I’ve got a suggestion. Just go down with your ship.

And let it go one day. Let got of your ropes or I will cut them.
And I’ll provide you with your pinch of salt. If I can rub it in your wounds of old.
The timing of your watch is slowing down.
I get it though you’re trying to catch me out.