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Bon Voyage!

by Nora and the Janitors & The Juniper Drive

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This split album was originally recorded as demos for the bands' summer 2010 tour, when they went under the names Zoo on Fire and Slave to the Mushroom Cloud.

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released June 16, 2010

Zoo on Fire was: Blake Burbach (bass), Robert Kramer (guitar), Taylor Stockert (drums), Nora the Janitor (keyboard, guitar, voice). Backup vocals on "Surf Nazis" by Kat Kirschmann. Words and music by Nora the Janitor and Zoo on Fire.

Slave to the Mushroom Cloud was: Robert Kramer (guitar, voice), Evan Morgenson (bass, voice), Nora the Janitor (drums). Words and music by Robert Kramer and Slave to the Mushroom Cloud except "Sun Falls Heavy" - lyrics by Evan Morgenson and Nora the Janitor.

Additional percussion and vocals by the bands.

Art design by Nora the Janitor.
Cover drawing by Larry Nygaard.
Photographs by Nora the Janitor and Blake Burbach.

Recorded, mixed and mastered at Makoché Recording Company on 4th Street, downtown in Bismarck, North Dakota between February and June 2010.

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Track Name: Nora and the Janitors - Meet
I'm falling in love with a girl eight seats in front of me in class. I'm trying to decrease the area of the surface. I know I can't sing, but in my mind I'm not some angel either. My black widow died before she revived, I couldn't free her. Remember that one thing you did that one time that was so amazing? Sunshine golden daises all covered up in kerosene. School is not a place to catch up, love, sing, dance or shine. I have a bicycle, she's a very good friend of mine.

I love you with all my heart, but I don't want to hurt you, 'cause the people that I love never say, "Well yeah, me too." Green plastic army men - I smell them burning, and the rain. Explosions, door hinges, creaking open in my brain. Oranges on your breath, your heart is beating. When you’re close, the hardest part is is is is is breathing. I'd like to see your smile up close, strain to see you smile blurry. I'll save you a seat on the bus, but walk quick, you've got to hurry.

Yeah, I know, I said I'm no angel
so this is just repetition,
but when I'm around you
I'm guilty by association.
Track Name: Nora and the Janitors - Surf Nazis
I never wanted it to be like this. I never even thought back then that it would turn out this way, that the good would never be found again. Now it's a broken glass bottle amongst the trash, stranded upon the beach by surf Nazis. Just like a wedded hand, the shards shine in sand. I walk and cut my feet on her Nazis.

And where the bottle broke, we turned our backs and stepped away, red in each print. With distances growing, our blood covered the beach. She saw their fire there. She stepped near it. They held her tightly and broke her spirit. Dear, how I miss your name. I wish you'd hear when I say, I said stay away from Surf Nazis. My mind and skin are numb. Ways - I'm devising some - I want to save her from her Nazis.

But everything shattered and I'm back where I started. Relations severed, data gathered and charted. I miss your laugh. I miss your eyes.I miss your gold. I miss your mind. I miss the smiles you bring. I wish I could've done something.
Track Name: Nora and the Janitors - Gold Beach
Here, the skin will serve as an exit. Shoulders to palms, pores, out fingertips. Fade into nothing, leave an entrance motionless. No battery, yet clenching an atlas. There there's gold, black and green by way of sky, night and stream. A dream coming true. A paradise and you.

I remember the first time. This first time and that first time. Though no more. Are we at the last as we say goodbye?

Lay it in your first knuckle. All four fingers - that's your fulcrum.

right right left
left right right
left left right
right left left

Mallet to rosewood, I felt everything. I wept to the end. I heard you sing: "That's it."

You watched it set from your rear view mirror. I laid in my basement and missed it here. I'll ride my bike when it rises, through to night. You'll see me, I'll be there soon. If you're going, I'm coming too.

Gold Beach. I'm going to Gold Beach.

A coin - silver, separate
from the hands that have held it.
To mine you gave it, locked it.
It turned black in my pocket.
Track Name: Nora and the Janitors - Love & Death
I hate you more than anyone I've ever known or met or heard or seen. I think that means that we're meant to be. I can't believe how angry you make me; It's not your fault, it's mine - frustration makes me want to die. So I started listening to punk rock again. It's the only thing that keeps me out of my head. I just cannot get by without the raw screams of Ian MacKaye. And oh, I know, that everything is absolutely fucked, but all these bullshit feelings... I won't let them obstruct the truth: that I'll stay, unless you say goodbye - 'cause I love you and I'll love you until the day I die. And if that day comes sooner than you think, have a party, take some drugs and take a drink; invite all my old friends and the ones I never knew, do all the things I never had a chance to do: have sex, smoke the sess, eat meat and smile; be happy, be happy, be happy for awhile.

So if that day comes too soon, I kept my promise, please don't cry, I was honest. I said I'd love you, love you until the day I die.