Final Battle

by Host Echo

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released 17 October 2014

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Host Echo Niagara Falls, New York

If Radiohead opened a lounge at the top of Niagara Falls, hired Beck as the senior bartender and had a two-for-one hip hop night where Portishead went home with Incubus, the love child would be Host Echo.

A classical guitarist, a jazz vocalist and multi-instrumentalist, a rock bassist and a soul drummer, their original live set is a mix of electric earthquakes and chill trips to outer space.
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Track Name: Hand Gun
Hand Gun by Nick Spacone

Over the lows and under the highs, never compose a better disguise
Level the flows that pour through the eyes, however we rose, continue to rise

HANDGUN

Whenever we froze to meet compromise, we sever what grows to meet our demise
A welcoming pose that withers the wise, we won't decompose what gives us the skies

HANDGUN

Hollow point, invalidated by an empty threat
Flash forward to a future that you've not yet met
Warp overlap, phrases phased out
Repeat belief, conviction without doubt
Track Name: Pearl Foxes
Pearl Foxes by Nick Spacone

Where in the world are you going?
You're a pen that moves too fast across the page
When will the ink start flowing?
You don't have to run in circles to engage

Wisdom and cleverness with some togetherness
Pearl Foxes have reverence, the world's a locket of remembrance

Where your body does you soul send?
Running toward a point that has great depth
Is the means justified by the end?
Writing toward the right until there's nothing left

Wisdom and cleverness with some togetherness
Pearl Foxes have reverence, the world's a locket of remembrance

What will you do when you get there?
Quills, as feathers, allowed the bird flight
Who has a feather to spare?
To darken white pages as day turns to night

Wisdom and cleverness with some togetherness
Pearl Foxes have reverence, the world's a locket of remembrance
Track Name: Don't Be Alone
Don't Be Alone by Nick Spacone

You never thought you would, I always though I should
We never thought we could make it be so-o-o good

You don't have to be alone, I will always be with you
You can always feel at home, now I live inside of you

You used to read about, I never leave without
And now we scream and shout until we blo-o-ow out
FEELS GOOD from the morning to the next one
FEELS GOOD like the last time and then some
FEELS GOOD when the night air is the darkest
FEELS GOOD every time I think about it

You don't have to be alone, I will always be with you
You can always feel at home, now I live inside of you

You wrote my epitaph, I want your autograph
We will look back and laugh, when we can loo-o-ok back

You don't have to be alone, I will always be with you
You can always feel at home, now I live inside of you
Track Name: Completely
Completely by Andy Bieniek

Handle with care, pay attention to the details
Planning ahead, take time to do it right
Clearly explained, thoughts prescribed by wisdom
Sure of each step, read between the lines

Leave no stone left unturned, or you're bound to get burned

Complete if you are able, each path is on the table

Taking each piece from the world around you
Process the thought, go within your soul
Bringing it out, place the part upon it
Finally done, step back bask in the sun

Leave no stone left unturned, or you're bound to get burned

Complete if you are able, each path is on the table
Track Name: Gears
Gears by Andy Bieniek

Turn through the motions
With neighbors alike
All the hands are
Lined up for sight

They've gotta keep turning for it to keep working
Spin through the motions, try and turn right

Ohh Oh

Pressure keeps and stays on that feeling, I can not fight it this time
Gears will be spinning, no end or beginning
They don't ask why
They'll turn out right

Production is rolling, it needs to be done
Will they be going or off having fun

They've gotta keep turning for it to keep working
Spin through the motions, for daughters and sons

Ohh Oh

Pressure keeps and stays on that feeling, I can not fight it this time
Gears will be spinning, no end or beginning
They don't ask why
They'll turn out right
Track Name: Grey Area
Grey Area by Nick Spacone

Infinite layers of intertwining ringlets
Hoops swoop through loops of loose thruths
Mosaics of manic transmissions, romantic ambitions

All the alarms are off
All the sirens have silenced their screams
All the countdowns have convalesced

All the alternatives are awake and aware
On this wavelength there's a place that we share

Wide eyed visions of high religions
Overwritten by scribes of wisdom, though and feel

All the alarms are off
All the sirens have silenced their screams
All the countdowns have convalesced

All the alternatives are awake and aware
On this wavelength there's a place that we share
Track Name: Lost Souls
Lost Souls by Nick Spacone


Oo Oo Oo, Oo Ooo Ooo Ooo, Oo Ooo Ooo Ooo Oo Oo...

We are lost souls...
Track Name: Show Love
Show Love by Nick Spacone

Try to show love
Try to show love now
Try to show love, 'cause I know it's not hard now

TRYYY TOOO SHOW LOVE NOW
Track Name: Blue Marble
Blue Marble by Nick Spacone

Everyone under the sun- playin' dumb to what's really going on
It's like we all just want to be free- of responsibility, you're killin' me...
this apathy is atrophy now
Everybody else's faults are different from our own as we all roam
this planet we call home for precious little time
You know it's not enough cause it's so tough-
to define these lines in which we're all confined

How could I be wrong...? Never though this could be
This only happens in song, now it's happening to me

Anyone just havin' fun- who wants to run this race at a pace way too fast
Do you want to place first or last? The ocean you're submerged in's vast
And different currents converge on distant paths
Anyone can tell you how our journey will begin, though in the end
we plan to have a friend to ease our mind
Wherever we wake up, to morning love
that can blind our eyes to all the warning signs

How could I be wrong...? Never though this could be
This only happens in song, now it's happening to me

How could I be wrong...? Never though this could be
This only happens in song, now it's happening to me

I closed my eyes and my soul was gone
A brief night sky... an unwelcome dawn
When lids did part... things looked so wrong
Now my head spins like this blue marble we're on

How could I be wrong...? Never though this could be
This only happens in song, now it's happening to me
x8
Track Name: Wave Beam
Wave Beam by Nick Spacone

Rise through clouds
Swimming upstream
Through the rainfall

Beams of sun
Blossom into
Canopy



Purest air
Nightly sight-see
Peacefully

Frequently
Breathing with thee
Frequency



Balancing
Water beads gleam
Caught in cyclones
Track Name: West Coast
West Coast by Nick Spacone

I stand at your table wasting away
I stare at the lights and it takes me away

Should I be on the West Coast?
Could I be the toast of a city of angels?

I stare out the window at the sun's rays
I prefer the night it's too bright in the day

The sun sets on the West Coast
Could I be the host of a nightly sensation?

How would you see the light if the sun refused to rise?
How would you see?
How would you see the night if the moon refused to shine?
How would you see?

I know, I know, I know it's getting hard to see...
But there's a light that shining over you and me
No brother I ain't seen it with my own eyes (but who has at this age?)
You see, we're all young in the eyes of the timeless

How would you see the light if the sun refused to rise?
How would you see?
How would you see the night if the moon refused to shine?
How would you see?

I stand at your table wasting away
I stare at the lights and it takes me away

Should I be on the West Coast?
Could I be the toast of a city of angels?
I stand at your table wasting away
I stare at the lights and it takes me away

Should I be on the West Coast?
Could I be the toast of a city of angels?

I stare out the window at the sun's rays
I prefer the night it's too bright in the day

The sun sets on the West Coast
Could I be the host of a nightly sensation?

How would you see the light if the sun refused to rise?
How would you see?
How would you see the night if the moon refused to shine?
How would you see?

I know, I know, I know it's getting hard to see...
But there's a light that shining over you and me
No brother I ain't seen it with my own eyes (but who has at this age?)
You see, we're all young in the eyes of the timeless

How would you see the light if the sun refused to rise?
How would you see?
How would you see the night if the moon refused to shine?
How would you see?

I stand at your table wasting away
I stare at the lights and it takes me away

Should I be on the West Coast?
Could I be the toast of a city of angels?