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released July 19, 2011

All songs written, performed, & recorded in a Brooklyn apartment by Steven Kaiser (BMI) © 2011

Piano on “Two Little Red Hens” by Face Yu
Drum programming on “Dead Or Married” by David Palatsi

Mastered by Adrian Morgan at Timeless Mastering

Photographs by Ali Hackathorn © 2011
Tray photograph by David Palatsi © 2011

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Children Having Children Brooklyn, New York

Steeped in equal parts rock, alternative, and post-everything, then stirred with orchestral ambitions and sweetened with noise, CHC likes to do as they please in an attempt to pay homage to the legacy of great songwriting.

Their debut album Mice is out now following two critically-inflamed EPs.

THE BAND:
Guitar/Vocals: Steven Kaiser
Drums: Matthew Lauritsen
Keys: Ryan Deeter
Bass: Matt Heymann.
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Track Name: Two Little Red Hens
Save me please a little sip and
Leave me without fingertips
No proof though I was here

Lovely please this web you're weaving
Making plain a majesty
From sticks and little stones

Sanctuary in the cup
To supple lips bring subtle touches
I'm a sinner but I'm a victim too
Loosely I know and the mention makes it so

Wrestle free from damp devotion
I've cleared a path down to the ocean
Wet though it may be

For lack of credence
Begin anew
Though I've found anything is
True enough if close examined
Would gladly trade our plenty for your famine
Starving though we are

Venture please into the pasture
Plentiful is man's disaster
Come, sinners though we be
Track Name: Ink Still Wet On A Royal Flush
Soaking in oak
Parading internally
Like an adult
You see what I mean?
The light hangs so cautiously
I'm leaning forever but the taste won't come back to me
Leaning forever but the taste won't come back to me
Leaning forever but the taste won't come back to me
Leaning to listen but it never comes back

Argue with me and receive it
Receive
The ankle of glory
Is chained to its enemy
So wish me away at the thin veil of morning
It's lifting forever but the taste won't come back to me
Lifting forever but the taste won't come back to me
Lifting forever but the taste won't come back to me
Lifting to vision but it never comes back to me
Lifting a vision that never comes back

Possible, possible
Make me an offer
And watch me refuse it
Just to refuse it
This may confuse
So I lead with a warning
You have my heart beating,
My heartbeat performing

Wager your bones
On a fast hand of decency
This may confound
But you will understand
And we will speak again
When you are an old gentleman
Wilting, disheveled, too late to turn back
Wilting, disheveled, too late to come back
Wilting forever but you never come back to me

Soaking in oak
And fading eternally
As an adult
You see what I mean?
The light hangs so differently
I'm leaning forever but the taste won't come back to me
Leaning forever but the taste won't come back to me
Leaning forever but the taste won't come back to me
Lifting forever but the taste won't come back to me
Lifting forever but it never comes back
Track Name: Panoramic
In this renaissance
I trace my first response
Upon your silhouette, your bareness
The dormant form beneath your purple dress

A tender century
She's worn it just for me, ashore
And lipstick across this, lipstick across this stream

The dawn hides just below my feet
How far I've fallen just to do your bidding
Led aimless through the streets,
I watch the dawn drawn pale beside a burning building

We spot a black patch in the ice
Cinders born of steam
And oil to grease our palms
Are we capable of ordinary indiscrepancies?
As fever fills my gloves
Am I capable of ordinary love?

The fawn lies hidden underneath
How long I've ridden just to be forgiving
Led gently by the sleeve
The fawn still stalling in a burning building

Come and be a child with me, be a child with me, be a child
Come and be a child with me, be a child with me, be a child
Tread the lonely mile with me, be a child with me, be a child
Would you prefer a love song?
Would you prefer the song unwritten?
The warmth withdrawn, the fire submitting?

An unused gun drawn quietly from beneath
How often I've given to feel unfulfilling
Whispered swift between the teeth
Only the gun resists inside a burning building
Track Name: Like This
Like this, like this?
If you insist
If you insist, then almost
All these hard bargains right down the list
The knuckles of government red and...

Ernest is dead, so soon shall I be
Sequestered by my wealth
I fall into step and betray you his company
The poisonous victor emerging

Like this, like this?
If you resist
If you resist, then no one
Will be there to scrape the last
Rinds from your fist
Mistaking the suitor his shadow

I reach for my mask
But remember I wear none
As though to remove it
Would rile your surprise
Pledge my loss to a genius child
Gathering up his robe

As I, without genius,
Reach for my crown
Imagined, all imagined
Presenting my lady a pleasant throne
She's so still, my lady, in another country

But still my baby
We nuzzled in the cradle
Infants praying softly
Leap the fence, our only chance
Defenseless in our treasons

There is no substitution for mercy
Track Name: Dead Or Married
At year's end, I'll lose my friends
Assume the worst, a dread rehearsed
Always try to brace against
The shifting of the fabric as we bend
Always try to brace against your friends

And gone so soon?
The settling smoke obscures all trace of bloom
In this, the springtime of a bliss protected only by its fumes
Always try to glide past that lagoon
I am waiting to be
Crushed underneath
The bridge that leads from the future
To the shade of its seed
There are notes beyond woe
But they've uncovered a word for the colors I'm turning
True

Like failure costs only a penny round
My eyelids gleam like copper
Always try to wear that soil like a crown
As we rise for our breakfasts
Poke our heads through the dirt
In their power I am faithful
For look what I've found
Evading the ground
A January flower
Now mine to desert
Dirt: we call it soil in the garden
Dirty garden?
Blame the gardener
Not your partner
You could be dead
You could be married
Or stuck in the same prison
And I wouldn't know the difference

To my surprise, I find your guise appalling
And start digging at the gauze
But when the guards arrive
My sugarcoat of calm is no disguise
Always make the most of those goodbyes