Sun Covered Town

by Golden Afternoon

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released April 1, 2011

All tracks engineered, mixed, mastered, and produced by Scott Zschomler at The Beehive Recording Studio in Costa Mesa, CA.

All songs written by Elizabeth Messick.


Elizabeth Messick - Vocals/Ukulele
Scott Zschomler - Guitar/Piano/Lap Steel/Mandolin
Adam Churilla - Guitar/Vocals
Daniel Stonebraker - Ukulele Bass
Ashay Shah - Drums

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Golden Afternoon Los Angeles, California

Review by KROQ
"Golden Afternoon put out the slightly spooky, soporific honeyed dream pop that melts over you with a jazzy jouissance like a torn-up love letter unearthed in a ghost town...Golden Afternoon are just like that love letter, a spark of humanity and potentiality against their galloping rhythms and Quentin Tarantino-esque melodies." ... more

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Track Name: Winter Has Come
Summer is here, we're far from fear
The skies up above are filled with love

oh wuh-oh

Winter has come, and you have gone
The bright knitted heart has torn apart

oh wuh-oh oh no oo oo oo oo oh
wuh-oh, oh no, please don't go, wuh oh

The sketch that you drew has bled on threw
The ink stains the sheets that we once knew

oh wuh-oh oh no oo oo oo oo oh
wuh-oh, oh no, please don't go, wuh oh

Summer is here, you're nowhere near
The skies above now yearn to love

oh, wuh-oh, oh no oo oo oo oo oo
Track Name: Sun Covered Town
Walking Down, Walking Down the fallowed land
Withered Down, Withered Town
The smell of the dust and the smoke through the trees
Hear the ghosts, hear the ghosts whispered sound telling me to head toward the Sun Covered Town

Oh my home is alone, there's nobody home anymore
Oh see the look of the face who hopes to fill his life with grace


Tattered knees, tumbled weeds
Traveling forth to the place which is best
We're heading west
Beggars plead beggin' please
Their babies they groan from hunger with a sickened tone

Oh society cries, hopefully glory in their eyes
Oh unmeasurable woes from the hundreds of dying crows

What is left here but fear?
Technology bursts, you're my mirror I sought them first.
Track Name: Counting Sheep
It started when we couldn't kiss
My heart it burned with endless bliss
The people stare at us in shame
The blinded face it has no name, no name

My darling

How about I weep until there are no sheep
To graze upon your head while you dream

I've woken up here once or twice
The burning flame now feels like ice
My thoughts still linger with your face
Now all that's left here is this place, this place

My darling

How about I weep until there are no sheep
To graze upon your head while you dream

Doo doo do do do do do (fade)