Eidola - Loti
To Speak, To Listen available June 2nd, 2017.
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Video by John Howe
Eidola will be on tour this May in support of the album with Hail The Sun, Capsize, and Limbs.
Tour Dates:
05/23 - Fresno, CA @ Strummers
05/24 - Scottsdale, AZ @ Pub Rock
05/25 - El Paso, TX @ Rockhouse Bar & Grill
05/26 - Dallas, TX @ The Prophet Bar
05/27 - San Antonio, TX @ Jack’s Patio Bar & Grill
05/28 - Houston, TX @ Walter’s Downtown
05/30 -Tampa, FL @ Crowbar
05/31 - Orlando, FL @ Backbooth
06/01 - Atlanta, GA @ The Masquerade - Purgatory
06/02 - Greensboro, NC @ Blind Tiger
06/03 - Richmond, VA @ The Canal Club
06/04 - Baltimore, MD @ The Ottobar
06/06 - Hartford, CT @ Webster Underground
06/07 - Cambridge, MA @ Middle East - Upstairs
06/08 - Philadelphia, PA @ Voltage Lounge
06/09 - New York, NY @ The Studio at Webster Hall
06/10 - Pittsburgh, PA @ Cattivo
06/11 - Columbus, OH @ Double Happiness
06/13 - Ferndale, MI @ The Loving Touch
06/14 - Chicago, IL @ Beat Kitchen
06/15 - St. Louis, MO @ Fubar
06/16 - Kansas City, MO @ Davey’s Uptown
06/17 - Denver, CO @ Marquis Theater
06/18 - Salt Lake City, UT @ Kilby Court
06/20 - Seattle, WA @ El Corazon
06/21 - Portland, OR @ Analog Theater
06/22 - Sacramento, CA @ Goldfield Trading Post
06/23 - Camarillo, CA @ Rock City Studios
06/24 - Anaheim, CA @ Chain Reaction
Lyrics:
In my youth I felt the earth move underneath my feet. I knew my place and kept time blissfully out of harms reach. But time takes its toll and makes fools of the beggars, hardens all hearts with desired endeavors. Shell games, all routine in repose. I grew tired of hiding in this shelter I built of small empty promises and traces of silt. I built it all up for so long it was only a matter of when I’d find out I was wrong. And learn to let go. I was told I could be anything I wanted to be but conflicting opinions have led me to see I was born to be everything you’ve seen in your dreams. A catalyst of providence, a glitch in the seams. It’s not right, but it’s what you need. Now my past is not the residence I choose to reside and my future is just a context, ephemeral, implied. It’s not you, it’s not me, it’s now and everything in between. And that’s why I harbored the will to keep moving my feet. That’s why these calloused lungs are the only way I know how to speak. So where are you now? And where were you when you were me? Have I proven anything? Or traveled full circle again? Because I know how much I’ve grown and the world is not a bitter place, despite what you’ve shown. I will become everything that you said I could not, and be there for everyone that you forgot. I will lead the way back home.