A Picture So Clear - single

by This Glass Embrace

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Up until 2007, This Glass Embrace had functioned as a casual collective of ten or so musicians centering around songwriter Matt LeFevers. This single/EP displayed the newly minted permanent lineup: having rounded out the longtime core of Matt LeFevers (vocals, guitars) and Jackie Roche (keyboards, vocals) with new bassist Kenny Rice and drummer Zack LeFevers. With a solid lineup in place and a few shows under their belt, the group was eager to put out some music as a four-piece.

This single was originally released as a teaser for the group's first full-length with the new lineup, 2008's "A Ghost in the Photograph". It features the single from that record and three non-album tracks.

The title song -- the pivotal scene from the "Ghost" concept album -- contrasts bright, guitar-driven pop rock with a story of betrayal, loss, and confrontation. "The Quiet League" features a duet between the group's two singers, over a soundscape of echoing guitars and piano. The catchy "Ever the Optimist" dissects the performing life with morbid self-deprecation, and the acoustic closer "A Cracked and Broken Vessel" is a vulnerable portrait of spirituality stripped bare.

As an extra bonus, this digital version comes with three hidden bonus tracks: acoustic versions of each of the group's previous singles.

Bonus Tracks:
1. A Picture So Clear (acoustic)
2. Between the space of two frames (acoustic)
3. Playing For Sympathy (piano version)

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released 07 March 2007
Matt LeFevers: vocals, guitars, piano.
Kenny Rice: bass.
Zack LeFevers: drums.
Jackie Roche: synths, vocals.

All songs written by Matt LeFevers. Copyright 2007.

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Track Name: A Picture So Clear (single version)
I guess it’s safe to say we both knew this would come. So why does it hurt so much to say these words? I counted your steps as you walked through the gate, and heard the last turn your house-key would ever make. How long was your suitcase packed and ready to go before I stumbled across it in the back of our room? How long would it have taken you to work up the nerve, if I hadn’t picked that day to stay home from work?

I said, “If you want to go, just go”. Your face blank with surprise. Your lips formed words, but then fell short, as soon as your eyes met mine.

I sat there and waited for what felt like days. Not seeing or thinking, just staying awake. I locked all the cabinets in the other room, saying, “you have to stay sober until you see this through”. Then the sound of your footsteps, and the key in the door. Your face bleached so pale, your eyes glued to the floor. Your words died on contact with the poisonous air, so without them you picked up your suitcase and left.
Track Name: The Quiet League
This is nothing I am proud of, but it's nothing I can hide. And I can drink the world different, but I'll still be me inside. I saw a question in the patterns of the rain outside tonight. There is still hope. There is always hope. But this is my last try.

For all the girls in all the bars, and all the party-house backyards, I still can't seem to find the one I want to talk to. And every smile to catch my eye - each suggestion-laced goodbye - still just reminds me of the one I wish was here.

Don't think that I'm not trying, but it's harder than you'd think: to lose your face in casual laughter, to drown your voice in offered drinks. And your night-to-night replacements (these travellers, so passing fair) can never seem to measure up to the girl to which they must compare.
Track Name: Ever the Optimist
It's not just this. It's everything. It's the thousand nights I've wasted, when I should have been asleep, and all these songs I can't not sing. As if it really makes a difference, when no one is ever listening.

If just once I could feel like this mattered, I think that would be enough. But tonight, I'm the furthest thing from certain. Tonight, I just feel like giving up.

It's not just this. It's everything. It's all these words I've scrawled on napkins, that no one else will ever read. It's too late to call; everyone's asleep. So let this song be my catharsis, until the morning brings relief.

Just forget me. I'm a waste of your attention. Of your time.