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Port of Morrow Lyrics: Through the rain and all the clatter / Under the Fremont bridge I saw a pigeon fly / Fly in fear from the raptor come to take its life / And as it closed in for the capture / I. Port of Morrow, the fourth album from The Shins, was recorded in Los Angeles and Portland over the course of 2011 with James Mercer as usual handling all songwriting duties, lead vocals and the majority of instrumentation. The record was produced by Greg Kurstin and mixed by Rich Costey. Port of Morrow, the Shins' fourth studio album in 11 years, is a triumphant return from a project that once risked being reduced to an indie-went-mainstream tagline. It's the perfect distillation of the Shins' back catalog-- the jangly, wistful airs of Oh, Inverted World, Chutes Too Narrow's genre-resistant playfulness, Wincing the Night Away's expansively detailed production. The Shins - Port of Morrow Lyrics. Through the rain and all the clatter, under the Freemont bridge, I saw a pigeon fly, fly in fear from a raptor come to take its life. About the Port; Port Commission; Port of Morrow Warehousing; Riverfront Center; SAGE Center; Industrial Parks. Located on the Columbia River near Boardman, Oregon, the Port of Morrow contains all the industrial infrastructure you'll need to grow your business.
11 Songs, 44 Minutes
Port Of Morrow The Shins
EDITORS’ NOTES
This album is Mastered for iTunes. After Portland-based The Shins received a GRAMMY® nod for 2007's Wincing the Night Away, mastermind James Mercer proceeded to collect another nomination (again for Best Alternative Music Album) as half of Broken Bells. Now Mercer has put the finishing touches on The Shins' fourth studio album, Port of Morrow—writing every song, performing all lead vocals, and playing most of the instruments. It's highlighted by 'Simple Song,' which boasts the band's hallmark baroque-pop leanings; it's like an intricate, modern spin on work by '60s greats The Zombies and Love.
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EDITORS’ NOTES
This album is Mastered for iTunes. After Portland-based The Shins received a GRAMMY® nod for 2007's Wincing the Night Away, mastermind James Mercer proceeded to collect another nomination (again for Best Alternative Music Album) as half of Broken Bells. Now Mercer has put the finishing touches on The Shins' fourth studio album, Port of Morrow—writing every song, performing all lead vocals, and playing most of the instruments. Skate and destroy. It's highlighted by 'Simple Song,' which boasts the band's hallmark baroque-pop leanings; it's like an intricate, modern spin on work by '60s greats The Zombies and Love.
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Port Of Morrow The Shins Torrent
- 11 Songs, 44 Minutes
- Released: Mar 16, 2012
- ℗ 2012 Columbia Records, a Division of Sony Music Entertainment
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Through the rain and all the clatter
Under the Fremont bridge I saw a pigeon fly
Fly in fear from the raptor come to take its life
And as it closed in for the capture
I funneled the fear through my ancient eyes
To see in flight, what I know are the bitter mechanics of life
Under my hat it reads 'the lines are all imagined'
A fact of life I know to hide from my little girls
I know my place amongst the bugs and all the animals
And it's from these ordinary people you are longing to be free
My hotel and on the TV
A preacher on a stage like a buzzard cries
Out a warning of phony sorrow, he's trying to get a rise
The cyanide from an almond
Let him look at your hands, get the angles right
Ace of spades, port of morrow, life is death is life
I saw a photograph: Cologne in '27
And then a postcard after the bombs in '45
Must've been a world of evil clowns that let it happen
But now I recognize, dear listeners
That you were there and so was I
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Under my hat I know the lines are all imagined
A fact of life I must impress on my little girls
I know my place amongst the creatures in the pageant
And there are flowers in the garbage, and a skull under your curls
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah..