KINGS STAGGER

by Royce

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Chicago's Royce is back with its third full-length release, additional band members and an exciting new approach that marks a rebirth of quality independent music. Recorded throughout aughts at Chicago's eclectic Shape Shop, "King's Stagger" captures the feel of the band's live performances, showcasing their layered sound, honest song writing and devotion to vintage instruments. The album's warm tones are brilliantly produced through analog mixing boards and other classic recording gear, providing a pristine palette for the extensive instrumentation and sweeping lyrical treatments that will captivate even the most discerning critic.

After years of playing live shows around the globe, Royce's new album reveals a band that is maturing, becoming a more versatile, cohesive unit that can capture the beautiful, the poignant and the playful--all in an accessible, iconic manner. Unfortunately, these breakthroughs arrive on the heels of a crumbling record industry, which forced the group to acknowledge the changes taking place and make bold moves in response. That's why Royce has decided to give their groundbreaking music away for free. Alternative marketing strategies that include all of the standard products, along with a healthy touring schedule, will allow the group to reach out to the masses in style. Royce continues to support former label mates, Galapagos4, and new label mates, Obey Your Brain, performing shows with notable local acts and touring with monsters such as Kool Keith, RJD2, Qwel, Typical Cats, Icy Demons, Chandeliers and many more.

In many ways, Royce's new approach to disseminating its music flows directly from the concepts that drive "King's Stagger." As the album title suggests, everywhere we turn the giants that controlled industries from banking to automobiles to the music biz are teetering. With each passing day, another lost hero, another jailed politician, another bankruptcy. "Kings's Stagger" is an acknowledgment of those realities, and yet it recognizes that these travails great space for a youthful optimism and new beginnings, which are captured in the amusing bridges and break-beats that thump just below the catchy, melodic surface.

Often hailed as the best Chicago band that is actually from Chicago, Royce is a collection of city kids who grew up together and learned to play music mimicking funk and breaks beats from early hip-hop, house and disco records. Founded in 1994 by Justus Roe (a.k.a. DJWhiteLightning), Jamie Clemmons and Connor Klaus, Chicago's musical tapestry impacted them from the beginning. With the recent additions of multi-instrumentalist Nicholas Spizziri and guitarist Ben Spanus, the band has melded their wide-ranging musical sensibilities into a tight-knit, multifaceted unit. From Mississippi John Hurt to West-coast phenom E-40, Daft Punk to James Brown, Tears for Fears to Os Mutantes, the band's influences pulse through the music they make together. But while their sound may be otherworldly, the bandmembers themselves are down-to-earth. No tight jeans at the ankles or stategically messy hair here, just a bunch of old friends trying to be real in a game filled with gimicks.

Royce is:

• Jamie Clemmons-Vox, guitars
• Conor Klaus-Drums, percussion
• Justus Roe-guitars, keys, engineer
• Ben Spannus-guitars
• Nicholas Spizziri—guitars, keys, vox, drums
• Ross Wall-Keys
& sometimes Andre Corbin & Danny John

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released July 7, 2014

Royce is: Jamie Clemmons - vox, guitars, bass Conor Klaus - drums,
percussion, Justus Roe - guitar, bass, keys, Ben Spannus - guitar,
Nicholas Spizziri -guitar, keys, vox, drums, Ross Wall - keys.
Recorded, Engineered and Mixed by Justus Gillette Roe III at the Shape Shoppe, Chicago, IL.

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Track Name: Crossed Fingers, Kings Stagger
Why I struggle, Why I brace myself,
When the lights go on, It’s all so…so casual. . . .
Let her fix on me, Drown, on, down, to me

Most amateurs, So much faster, Going backwards, Nothing personal. . .. Do the rapture, To capture, Most amateur, Of her actors. . . So much faster, All dappers, Her disaster, Keep a personal. . . Head master, Kings stagger, Cause afterschool, Still doesn’t matters

Why I struggle, Why I brace myself. . .
Let her fix on me, Drown, on, down, to me

Host an amateur, Slow to fast there, deFendin’ slackers, Listing’ personals. . . .Close an aperture, Ready capture, Most amateur, Of her actors. .. .. Many flappers, Keep it dapper, In disaster, Too personal, Head past her, Bling flasher, alabaster, Still doesn’t matter

Most amateurs, So much faster, Going faster, Nothing personal. . . .Do the rapture, To capture, Her most amateur, Of actors. . . . So much faster, All dapper, Her disaster, Keep a personal. . . Head master, Kings to control, Cause afterschool, Still doesn’t matters
Track Name: Biznevious
Sweetness, I’m sad to say,
This is the last breath, Of intimacy
The sugar source, Has fallen prey,
Sweetness, I’m sad to say
Your mischief, Your business,
So mischievous, So bisnevious
Sweetness, I’m sad to say,
This is the last breath, Of intimacy,
So mischievous, So mischievous
What you wanted need be,
So you said, so down low, Flaunt your new world to me?
How low, Keep it up, Your heads up,
Keep your bidness from me, Talking mischief to me?
So, your names in the street?, How high?
I been up, So get up, get up get up
Your mischief, Your business,
So mischievous, So bidnevious
Track Name: Manners, Standards
The sun dried socialites
with spare change for better days,
Soaked up in oceans of alcohol
And the sun-kissed reckless
desperate pursed lipped heiress, In Vutton’s polish
Gravely lit queens in Vutton knowledge,
Vintage in pearls, snails in your toes
Find the pots, bail me out,
comb for beach glass and Sunday hats
Seagulls and starfish, dried up in shark eggs,
Fortune and fire, on islands glory
Fortunate, inland still, Fortune, distilled for some

Gentlemen here, now is the time, Manners, standards
For all such ladies, now is the time, Manners, standards
The sun-dried socialites moon dust ballroom
pink particles charged with silky white
Tease a tale in season, the sunken forest
desires of dry ice light
Quarterly, lit fiend, chesterfields,
cramped up, sunfish, sails, rock yachts for years
Find the helm, wash me up, comb for driftwood dragons
Generators, coasting in, graves expectations,
fortune and fire on island glory
Fortunate, Inland for some
Gentlemen here, now is the time, Manners, standards
For all such ladies, now is the time, Manners, standards, Manners, Standards
The sun-dried socialites with best friends
for better days, in stirrups in a straight line
Your tight mind so divine, snip-its of pinchin’ dust,
you’re partners, Such a rebellious design
Track Name: Decentakon
The well-behaved, Wax and wane,
Of clickin’ heals, Gone astray
Well our past was messy, But so much fun,
Our past was messy, But so much fun

Descend, descending, Descend, descending,
I’m on; I’m on my way . . .Swinging from hand to hand, Yeah, do your worst, boy, Yeah, do your worst, girl

Cause I’ll go on, Recklessly, desperately needing
Taking chances, And always misreading
On and on, As I go missing,
There’s this feeling, That somehow I’m better off

XX
Track Name: Feedback
A friend, A lover, The bend, Of seasons, On my block, In my brain, The headlights, The feedback
In my head, Bent low, In the clouds, In the rain
On my street, Of lovers, The gutter, The Stars
In my eyes, Turn over, The streets ,
Of lovers, Of Friends, Of them, Of seasons, In my brain
A friend, A lover, The bend, Of seasons, On my back, In my brain, The headlights, The feedback,
In my head, Bent low, In the clouds, In the rain
On my, My back, In my streets, Of lovers,
The gutter, The stars, On my street, Of lovers
The goddess, The stars, A friend, A lover, The bend,
Of seasons, On my block, In my brain,
The headlights, The feedback, In my head, Bent low,
In the clouds, In the rain, On my street, Of lovers,
The gutter Of stars
Track Name: Absolute E
Salt water, sand in our bed, Crescent carved, into the sun
So lovely, fin du monde, Where we wash our feet, in the mild waves

Yeah she’s dancing, Yeah she’s dancing
Watch me dive, How low, how far below, Atlantis

At the surface, gasping for air,
Clutching the shore, away from the grotto (Josh and Jason)
Little children run up to you, Touching your hair and pulling your hands

Coastline sparkles and island curves, Into the shade
Time out to dry, Time out to try, How slow how close we are, You’re still here, You’re still here, Atlantis
Track Name: On Again (David Lynch)
DAVID, DAVID LYNCH - DAVID, DAVID LYNCH

I’m on again, I’m off again, I’ll kick down your door,
Droppin’ shoulders to be sure

DAVID, DAVID LYNCH - I’m on again,
DAVID, DAVID LYNCH - I’m off again

(the twin peaks) x4

I clock the walls, To take my time, To make a peasant score,
For my life, in store, Wax to war
Track Name: Crush
The Crush, Defender dissenters, Will break
Don’t break, A tender dissenter, Will loot, loose
Crush, Don’t break the tender
Crush, Don’t break, defend her, Once
Epcotic Robotic, Cascading all crutches,Epcotic Robotic,
Decycle all craft Bastards, Bastards
Track Name: Under a Gun
Shell shocked, under a gun,
Hand it over, yeah let it go
Struck down, Strike down. . .
I ain’t layin’ down, I aint leavin’ town
I’m standing up, Under a gun

The power of one? under a gun,
I’m innocent, ain’t no evidence .. .
Struck down, Strike down

I ain’t layin’ down, I ain’t leavin’ town,
I’m standin’ down, Under a gun. . . .
Tear it down, tear the old, Tree house down,
yeah let it go. . . Struck down, Strike down

I ain’t layin’ down, I ain’t leavin’ town,
I’m standin up, Under a gun
Track Name: Mediterraneanna
You’re tired, You’re restless - You’re under, Flourescent –
Flicker --Your reckless, Messin, Stepping out
Tonight, No mercy - For beauty - No sleep - For the beast
So Embarassed, By the scars you hide
So lovely, In the mirror - So lovely, In the mind
In all four eyes, That tell all the usual lies

You’re blushing, You’re bleeding,
You’re stepping out - Tonight,
So lovely, In the mirror - So lovely , In the mind ,
In all four eyes , That tell all the usual lies
Track Name: Abu Baby
Please, No more, We plead, No war, Set us free,
From your greed, Let us be, Declare peace