Midseason EP

by Do Tell

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released June 23, 2016

My gratitude goes to many, many people who directly or indirectly made this thing happen. Midseason got put on the back-burner many-a-time; usually when I ran out of time, or money, or energy. There are so many people who kept helping me pull it off the back-burner and I am so thankful for that.

Thanks especially to Jordan Klassen, Jordaniel Bennett, and Jonathan Anderson for your patience with this, your incredible talents, your belief in me, your ability to translate my ideas when I couldn’t always articulate them myself, your willingness to "just try” things to appease me, and your commitment to making these songs sound good. Matt Tomkinson, Andy Huculiak, and Cayne McKenzie for gifting me with your presence, lending your excellent artistry, and being loyal friends. My family (immediate and extended) for cheering me on. Special thanks to my Ma and Pa for their endless support and for raising me to be a passionate girl who has always felt free to pursue the things that I believe in and to commit to seeing ideas come to life. Danny Costello (and Sinclair Studios), Tony Marriot (Blue Wave Studios), Ian Lopez, Chapel Of Epiphany at UBC, Darcy Wood (Immanuel Fellowship Baptist), Southside Community Church, and St. Chiara for providing spaces to record and make noise. Amanda Schweers and Nick Bernal for being encouraging, answering my questions, and for just generally giving a shit. Le Marche St. George for being good neighbours and for the use of your glorious backyard for photos. Liz Kirk and Stephanie Ratcliff for overall accountability, management assistance, and for being joyful helpers/friends. Daniel Robertson, Kevin McAlary (Kevin Jacob Photography) and Dwight Jantzi (Thoughtbox Visuals) for your time, talents, ideas, and good spirits. The entire Artisan Church community for existing, being hopeful and challenging, inspiring and safe, and supplying me with droves of babies to love and snuggle. Many friends and fellow musicians who have been around for a long while, put up with me on tour, influenced me, been my biggest fans, or been in the trenches with me: Simon Bridgefoot, Brian Chan, Sarah VanPopta, Cassie Gillam, Myken Dahlen, all 6 sweet Odegards, Jordan Kurtz, Nathan Graalman, Shari and Ivan van Spronsen, Adrian Glynn, We Are The City, Close Talker, Mike Edel, Andy Shauf, Anthony Martens, and Stefan Maier. I am sure I am forgetting many and am so aware that there are countless people near and far who have supported me, thought good thoughts for me, and anticipated these songs with me. I hope I can properly thank you all in this lifetime.

With an overflow of appreciation and love,

Jocelyn

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Do Tell Vancouver, British Columbia

Do Tell is Jocelyn Price and friends. They make brooding, yet hopeful, slightly manic, lo-fi indie pop out of Vancouver B.C.

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Track Name: Hero
There's a war going on
You know, you know which line you're fighting from
You took off to a land; did something pull you in?
Did it climb up on your back?

Oh my friend from the past
I am wondering
Where have you gone today?
I did hope for the best
But you're not on my side, no, you're not on my side today

You didn't think you had enough
That's because you'll never have enough
You took off to a land
Where you could be a superhero
A mighty, mighty man

Oh my friend from the past
I am wondering
Where have you gone today?
I did hope for the best
But you're not on my side, no you're not on my side today

There's a war that's going on
You can't be a superhero
But you're already
A mighty, mighty man
A mighty, mighty man

You're not on my side
No, you're not on my side
No, you're not on my side today
Track Name: See-Through
Help me find the man who said to me "you don't look real girl"
I'll ask him what he meant
He said "you're too beautiful"
I'll have to ask him what he meant

I'm not sure what bothered me the most
I wasn't sure if he could see my bare bones

I once knew a man who saw in me, a scared little girl
I knew what he meant
I sat curled up in his arms
He knew exactly what I meant

Who's the only one who understood me?
I wonder how you view me
Do you ever see right through me?

I'm not sure what bothers me the most
How rare it is to find someone who sees my bare bones

Do you ever see right through me?
Do you ever see right through me?
Do you ever see right through me?
Track Name: Monster
I saw the highest walls
I heard the honest words
You shared some quiet tears
I stirred the deeper hurts

I don't know how to look away
When I have seen the greatest view
When my eyes have been burned
Burned in the best way, burned in the best way

I saw a monster there, I gladly shook his hand
I don't know much about him but I'm not afraid to meet him
I knew the beauty there, I felt the strongest peace
You knew the softer heart and I spoke of bigger fears

I don't know how to look away
When I have seen the greatest view
When my eyes have been burned
Burned in the best way, burned in the best way

That monster built a home, he's furnished every room
You're not sure you have what it takes to go down and clear that space
You go down and clear that space,
Oh, you go down and clear that space

I don't know how to look away
When I felt called to that place
When my eyes have been burned
Burned in the best way, burned in the best way

I have seen the greatest view, I have seen the greatest view
When my eyes have seen the greatest view
I have seen the greatest view, I have seen the greatest view
When my eyes have been burned, burned in the best way
Track Name: Careful, Careful
I own a porcelain store
Where there's a lot of good, a lot of good to be found
Anything special I'll keep near the back
But it's up high enough, up high enough to be seen
Oh the precious things


And I am the sensitive one
Don't come into my shop from the busy street to throw things around
You know there are
Delicate jars in tight little groups on the shelves

I own a porcelain store
Where there's a lot of good, a lot of good to be found
The front is open to the noisy lane
But light comes in, the light shines in on my face

Oh that sunlit place

And I am the sensitive one
Don't come into my shop from the busy street to throw things around
You know there are
Delicate jars in tight little groups on the shelves

I will honour you with my attention
I will honour you with my attention
I will sort these jars, I would never break them

And I am the sensitive one
Don't come into my shop from the busy street to throw things around
You know there are, you know there are, you know there are
Delicate jars in tight little groups on the shelves
Track Name: You Haven't Been Swallowed Up
Who is that patient man standing in your window?
He has been there for days and days
Who is that story-teller from the east?
He's always climbing over my fences
I hope he stays

Who is that weathered man wading in the water?
He's been sailing for days and days
I see that farmer planting in the east
He always makes is way westward
I hope he stays

Laugh lines
Kind eyes
Lost boy
Soft smile

Gentle dreamer;
Right beside you

Big heart
Full mind
Lost boy
Soft smile

Honest seeker;
He never left you

Oh, and you go, and you go, and you go
Oh, and you go, and you go, and you go
Oh, and you go, and you go, and you go, go, go

Right beside you
Track Name: That Was A Nightmare
In the day and in the night
I hear a lot of sounds
I see so many sights

It's a mess around here
And you won't open your mouth
It's a mess around here
I can see the aftermath

Last night I had a bad dream
It was the bloodiest scene I've seen
We stood across from each other
I saw the most vivid colour

It poured out of you
It poured out of you

Maybe I'm crazy
With all this talk, talk, talking about the spirit, oh the spirit
Maybe I'd stop if I didn't hear it
Maybe I'd stop if I didn't see it everyday


Last night I had a bad dream
It was the bloodiest scene I've seen
We stood across from each other
I saw the most vivid colour

It poured out of you
It poured out of you