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Between Troubled Cities

by 10 Cent Janes

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Vincenzo Milione
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Vincenzo Milione i've followed these guys for years; this album is a great climax to the small singles they've put out while also introducing new tracks that sound just as amazing. can't wait for more. Favorite track: Radio.
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shaunosphere I like this album because it's by my band :) Favorite track: Radio.
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1.
You come down Your coming down is crashing You gave in; Caustic eyes are telling Is this the one that breaks you, The one that breaks you? Your secrets Your secrets made for breaking And your smile forms a thin veneer You are closer to the edge than you appear I’m once more the one to talk you down You’ll notice There’s no one else around. In the moment when gravity and mass align To counter solid ground and render useless time That’s when it all comes crashing down Watch you free fall, come spiralling down We are all standing on the edge You might not make it back, but promise me you’ll try: Try to give it time Time for the healing You’ve got to give it time Time. Time. Time. Tracing The outlines of your words Heavy in the air. My words won’t hold their weight in here Their weight in here You are not responsible. It’s not your fault, you know Your secrets Your secrets made for breaking In the moment gravity and mass align To counter solid ground, and render useless time That’s when it all come crashing down Watch your free fall, come spiralling down We are all standing on the edge You might not make it back, but promise me you’ll try: Try to give it time Time for the healing You’ve got to give it time Time for the healing.
2.
Radio 05:38
In a breath/in a beat/into sight/into mind. Count me in/take me out/drag me down/and I’m along for the ride. You’re every movement/every second/every moment/everything I can see. One more step/one more word and this place will be the death of me... And I think I’ve taken this a little too far, but I think I wanted to take this a little too far. Wrapped around/tangled up in decisions that I never made. I just want to find something that never fades. She sings along to the songs I don’t know on her radio. And every second, further away from the sad songs, sad songs. By the time I come around, she’s everything I see, and all the things I’ve left behind are just distant memories. Something old/used/torn/something I used to know. There’s a glow in her eyes, a place I am willing to go. And maybe I’ve been searching for this escape? Feels like I’m running out of a building feeling, crying, “alas”... She sings along to the songs I don’t know on her radio. And every second, further away from the sad songs, sad songs. By the time I come around, she’s everything I see, and all the things I’ve left behind are just distant memories. She sings along to the songs I don’t know on her radio. And every second, further away from the sad songs, sad songs. Restraint is a violent refrain in a battle I would never choose, and all the things I’ve left behind are just distant memories. Now she's singing along. She says it's our song, and I think that she's wrong. Yeah, I think that she's wrong. But she's taking her time as we're crossing the lines. I'm gonna be fine. Yeah I'm gonna be fine.
3.
'It's a time of dreams', she said electric in the night. Was i meant to say you're special? Well, I'm not that way inclined. Now apparitions are walking circles around your garden and they are wearing paths of consternation. But it’s a time for dreams, a time for dreams. She plans the rain, but it never comes. It's a time for dreams, just let it come. Under breath I hear you say, ‘I felt my soul today'. Was i meant to save you? Well, I'm not that way inclined. Now I say ‘You're specia'l, because you're someone special, but it makes no difference in our heads. Let’s just go on and let’s just forget this. But it’s a time for dreams, a time for dreams She plans the rain, but it never comes. It's a time for dreams, just let it come. Just let it come.
4.
Section 215 04:47
The walls have ears, the skies have eyes Who controls the satellites? They’re listening in down the lines so you'll sleep sound tonight But ignorance is a choice in the information age Look what's done against you, it's done in your name With wiretaps and datastores With firewalls and protocols to keep their secrets safe When the price of freedom is vigilance I just tried to give us all a chance... ...now I'm not coming home Silence is your consent This is your warning, your wake-up call. But I'm afraid when the headlines fade you'll forget it all, you'll forget it all Their wiretaps and datastores Their firewalls and protocols to keep their secrets safe <<it's only safe in your head>> Wiretaps and datastores Their firewalls and protocols won't keep their secrets safe
5.
Chills 05:06
Now the November wind finds its way through anything and chills you to the bone. Skylines fill, sightlines of lights shine just for you. You've never been alone. Prophets say: the longest month, the darkest times are coming with the frost. You’ve found your truth, but in this place, for all that’s found, something’s always lost. Now there's a chill that falls on the streets tonight, and I hope you make it out alive. Because the fever's strong when it takes control. Catch your death out in the cold tonight. Lose your soul tonight if you lose the fight. And you know: They'll never know. You don’t give it away, but there’s a tell, I hear it in the corners of your voice. And so you turn up your coat. Don’t ever let them see, because they will love your tragedy. There's a chill that falls on the streets tonight, and I hope you make it out alive. Because the fever's strong when it takes control. Catch your death out in the cold tonight. Lose your soul tonight if you lose the fight. And you know: They'll never know. This November Is the coldest you have known. Cold November drags you down, down. This is where they’ll find you; find you when they come around: dead leaves frozen on the ground. Now there's a chill that falls on the streets tonight, and I hope you make it out alive. Because the fever's strong when it takes control. Catch your death out in the cold tonight. Lose your soul tonight if you lose the fight. And you know: They'll never know. Tell it to your own ones; they’ll keep you warm.
6.
Josephine 03:29
Josephine. She holds me when I try to sleep. Josephine. Am I just something she will keep wrapped in her legs. I try to leave, she starts to weep. She pulls me in so I can’t leave. Josephine. My Josephine. She tries to blame me. She tries to claim me. It’s claustrophobic, but it’s mine. She’s my world; I need to watch her every move. All curves and curls; no need to stand the chance to lose. I fall apart when I'm not hanging by a thread. She wants to be inside my head Josephine. My Josephine. She tries to tame me. She tries to play me. It’s catastrophic, but it’s mine. When Josephine’s making a scene, she is the flint, I’m kerosene... the brightest spark you’ve ever seen. But every night when she’s asleep, that’s when I touch my Josephine. Her body haunts me in my dreams. Josephine. My Josephine. She tries to tame me. She tries to claim me. It’s claustrophobic, but it’s Josephine. My Josephine. She tries to blame me. She tries to play me. It’s symbiotic, and I’m fine. Josephine. My Josephine.
7.
Breathe In 05:04
Breathe in... this is how it all begins, the touching of our hands. The most perfect thing. The scent and the images of some moments never fade... ...away Meet me. Meet me on a summer day, 20 years from now. What would you say? Tell me all the things I’ve done, and all the things that you would change. And then: Was I your light shining down? Take it all: Everything I’ve fought against, all the battles I have lost, and all the things I believe. Maybe they’re all meaningless, still I give them all to you. I’ll be your light shining down
8.
Something's come over me I'm just not myself I'm insatiable, just like I'm under a spell of her longlash eyes and her latenight style and a gaze that sees right to my bones She says, ‘I guess that this just isn't your thing’ but I think it is more than she knows I really should know better, really should know better Step outside yourself and the devil in my head is knocking on my skull It’s not turning to dust, my heart’s not turning to stone I just might not be home It's such a pretty face, such a pretty face to waste. Downtown daydream of a dirty mind and she moves just like a story to tell Her smoky voice conjures a four letter word and from here there's no return You really shouldn't take it but you know that I won't change it, you know what you're getting from me. I crossed the line when I came inside tonight but I like how it's going down. I really should know better, really should know better Step outside yourself and the devil in my head is knocking on my skull It's not turning to dust and it's not turning to stone I just might not be home It's such a pretty face, such a pretty face to waste.
9.
Yesterday went by and nothing happened. The same as every day. And I get tired of waiting for something to happen, so I leave a troubled city for another troubled city. The cities are all troubled, and the citizens are all lost. I’ve given up believing in them, and they’ve given up believing in me. And somewhere between the troubled cities I get lost, swallowed up by the mists of the forests. I could be anywhere. I could be nowhere. Sometimes I forget there is a destination, or even a starting point. There is only in between, in between nothing and nothing. You don’t know who I am. You won’t ever know who I am. And it feels I haven’t seen anyone for days, but that’s when I see you sitting across from me. You remind me of someone I used to know. You remind me of someone I used to be. You remind me of someone I wanted to be. I see you sitting across from me, something I could never have, just like everything else around here these days. And I think you are looking at me, but you’re really looking right through me. I’ve never been so invisible in plain sight. You don’t know who I am. You don’t even know who I am. And I could be anyone, because you won’t ever know who I am. And by daylight the cities are all troubled, but at night they let go; they let themselves go. When I get home and the city is letting go, I let go. When I get home and the city is open, I remember that I am alive. But there is nothing here that I recognize. It happened so fast. When did it happen? The streets don’t belong to me anymore. So I look around until I see your face, a face that I recognize. I don’t know if I’m even really here. And if I ever was, it was a long time ago. I’m not here. Touch me, so that I can be here. Touch me, so that I can be real. You don’t know who I am. You won’t ever know who I am. I could be anyone, because you won't ever know who I am. Tired eyes. Fall asleep as time passes by. Awake somewhere new, I will find my way home. Close my eyes, see your face slip away. The cities all change. Awake, to start again, until I find my way home.

about

Tales of relationships, infidelity, hope, and loneliness from modern city life.

Between Troubled Cities is the debut album from 10 Cent Janes, and was written over five years between the concrete walls, inside the trams and trains, and on the sidewalks of various cities.

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released December 15, 2015

All songs written, produced, and performed by 10 Cent Janes.
Engineered by Mik Simrock.
Mixed by Mik Simrock & Stephan Becker.
Mastered by Stephan Becker @ Fun De Mental Studios.

Backing vocals on Time (For the Healing) by Claudia Fink of Lucid (www.lucid-music.de).

Cover artwork: City (E)scape by Gavin Randall.

10 Cent Janes is:

Christof Arnold (drums, percussion)
Michael Ludwig (bass)
Michael König (guitars)
Mik Simrock (guitars, keyboards)
Shaun Behrens (vocals)

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An alternative/indie rock band based in Frankfurt, Germany.

10 Cent Janes released their debut album, Between Troubled Cities, in December 2015.

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