PREVIEW- And The River Reveals Herself

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These are rough mixes from the record I've made with my sons and daughter... Josh, Zander and Rose. 'And The River Reveals Herself' will be available for purchase as a complete CD package later in 2017. In the meantime, feel free to listen to some 'preview' songs!

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releases December 31, 2017

Rose Lamothe- vocals, keyboards and guitar. Zander Lamothe- vocals, drums and percussion. Josh Lamothe- vocals, guitar, bass and synthesizers. Rob Lamothe- vocals, guitar, banjo, percussion and keyboards.

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Rob Lamothe Ontario

The Toronto Star says I am ‘a mercurial artist who slides effortlessly from rustic roots music to soulful country pop to full-blown rock balladry’. Works for me!

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Track Name: We Live The Life We Choose
Vampires on cellphones…
Yeah, we live the life we choose.
I talk with fire,
Take pictures with strangers,
Yeah, we live the life we choose.

Sometimes I wonder,
What the neighbours musta’ thought they saw.
You dancin’ in the window,
Me singing about when the world was raw…
I was singin’ about when the world was raw.
I was singin’ to you when the world was new.

The archangel cranks up the karaoke machine,
The crack of the transistor,
The endless hallelujah,
Yeah, we live the life we choose.
I was inside the poem,
Looking out from between the words,
Yeah, we live the life we choose.
The crows keep on passing the word,
From bird to bird, to big black bird.
Yeah, we live the life we choose.

Stardust… and into the world.
Ashes and rust, beginning to end,
to beginning again.
To beginning again…
Yeah, we live the life we choose.
Track Name: Rock, Paper, Scissors
She is the end and the beginning,
She is the song of the universe,
She is the righteous hand...

She and I in orbit through the blue,
Nothing but love is resonating,
Giving and receiving...

I am rock, paper, scissors,
This is 1969.
And I will be sure to send a postcard.
When I leave this world behind.

All I can do is move in circles,
Clouds and rivers and oceans,
Dance across my vision...

I am rock, paper, scissors,
This is 1969.
And I will be sure to send a postcard.
When I leave this world behind.
Track Name: Every Separate Thing
First, the fall, like darkness,
Like a wave, breaking in the dark.
Nothing floats to the surface.
Beg the light… 'come soon'.

Lungs on fire, but there is no air…
No air rises, everything is emptiness.
A hand that pushes… against nothing.
Heavier than possibility.

Inch by inch, breath by breath.

Mouth full of water, one, two… kick,
Up to the surface, frozen grey metal.

A riddle of lines and diamonds,

Breaking through… and now it flies,
Like an absence.
Lighter than ever.



Every separate thing becomes lighter still,
Every separate thing becomes lighter.


Twisting and rising, twisting and rising.

Every separate thing, more delicate.
Every separate thing,
More delicate.
Track Name: We Can Only Fall
There is not a light to go to,
No angel voice.
Seagulls in the distance,
There is no other noise...
Track Name: Back To The Beginning
Summer night, whisky charm,
Moaning like a low-strung guitar.
We cross the border, here we are,
Here we are...

Sink the 8-ball, rack my brain,
A miracle, we're not insane.
Long drive,
In the killing rain...

Lungs fill with smoke, like the breath of the devil,
These stupid things that bind me to you.
Somehow we go, back to the beginning,
We always do...

Your name tattooed on my left arm,
Lake Erie sunrise, in a stolen car.
And the birds,
Are silent...

If you forgive, I will forget,
Everything that happens next.
Safe here, in the space between,
My fingers and the frets...

Lungs fill with smoke, like the breath of the devil,
These stupid things that bind me to you.
Somehow we go, back to the beginning,
We always do...