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One Eye Closed

by Lack The Low

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Asher The drums on 'Progress' are incredible. Favorite track: Progress.
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John Madsen This is a phenomenally good and idiosyncratic record. The songs are complex and subtle while still being catchy. It's the kind of album you can completely lose yourself in. I only discovered it well over a year after it came out and can't believe it didn't get more attention on its release. The lyrics from 'God Knows Why' are appropriate here:

How dare this not be the only news for the whole week
How dare there not be people lining the streets
What might it take to take this seriously!? Favorite track: God Knows Why.
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Sven B. Schreiber (sbs) Phew, this album surely is demanding - but that's one thing that makes it stand out! There are numerous others as well. What I like most about Kat Hunter's music is that it never proceeds as expected. A musical theme might start to develop, but in the next moment it takes a different path. Symphonic brass and woodwind arrangements evolve throughout the album, but not the way we are used to. It's not just a new album by a new artist - it's a new approach to contemporary music, too. Favorite track: Progress.
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ddb This albums sport some very impressive orchestration. A very strong compositional voice. It has a feeling of relentlessness that I can't quite describe. Real good. great arrangements. good stuff.
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ogunhe Progress. Just what I needed to hear at the right time I needed to hear it. Can't stop messing with this track on repeat.
It's my Goddamned National Anthem right now...
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If you had asked a year ago if I would ever be so cut-throat One look would have told you, “no” People might lead you to believe The answers lie in community, like we are all sheep But truthfully: we are all alone I look up at you I don’t know if you see me through the glass I don’t know if you want me to do your worst for you To do your worst things for you To do your worst for you
Progress 04:14
Stuck making progress I’m on a line to life in the slipstream I will be gone soon Birds might fly backwards when we’re at this speed Hold onto your hats; we are approaching being stuck making progress… I’ve been thinking that it’s time for me to do what I’ve been saying I’d do for so long. (Why can’t you just go out and do better!? Why can’t you just show up and do better!?) Don’t care if it hurts ‘Cause standing still makes it worse.
Futureheavy 04:31
Sometimes the future is so heavy I’m flying under Wouldn’t it be nice to think that it will all work out for us? Don’t look down: the presentfuturepast is all firing at once! Don’t need faith: the drift is something we can only know with one eye closed. Strength of will means nothing Seas will rise under a pixeled sunset. So come on, open up! Be here in the now and make food for your neighbour.
Dislocate words that don’t bite and/or try/buy new ones Trying to find the “true voice”, but it’s sewn onto the lips of others Why must I play the game in which I must strain to get them all to come along? Why must my voice be elsewhere? My heart be elsewhere? My mind be elsewhere? I must let my heart decide. I must let my mind decide. The pathways are all inside The stop signs are all inside The gardens are all inside The daylight is all inside
Don’t you think it’s time for you to stop living in my solitude? I know as I move on from this some part of me has to forgive… I know another part of me that won’t And I know what happened was revenge and I don’t dare to second-guess what vendetta you had back then But since then I have realised (though you were so deeply unkind), it might not have even crossed your mind at all… Like you might not have cared, or it might not have mattered… But IT DID. Don’t you think it’s time for you stop feeling so entitled to the hearts of those who let you down? Isn’t it time you reviewed that solipsistic attitude no-one will want to be around? And can’t you see that it’s not right to go on and objectify the ones you should be standing by? ‘Cause if you’d taken one look in my eyes you would have seen that I wasn’t really there the whole time. You might not have seen. You might not have noticed. You might not recall. You might have forgotten… But I CAN’T
Cut grass and birds of seven different species greet me Is this my reward for getting up this early? In the suburbs where the leaves are just one colour and the children play on concrete and as the sun grows it gets warmer and… Where are you? Don’t scream Don’t shout Don’t mess around or ride with strangers Don’t ask questions why or open doors to darker places Who’ll sell lemonade outside the park on holidays? Who’ll hold my hand to cross the road and get me through my growing pains? Where are you? Ride the bus to work and sit and turn on your computer Finally, we can hold our heads high looking to the future! Now time is measured by a circle on the wall and light is turned on by a switch and heat now comes in through the floors… And where are you? Darling, you have all you need to get by on your own now You’ve jumped through the hoops and I know soon you’ll make us all proud… But don’t you ever, for a second, think it’s better to be living on the outside; we are stronger here together… and where are you?
How dare there not be silence How dare this not be the only news for the whole week How dare there not be people lining the streets What might it take to take this seriously!? Why can’t we see how we all write the lines of each other’s eulogies? Keep your head up and you might just make it after all. Today you won’t wear makeup You’ll tell your workmates you got caught in the rain You won’t hear when your boss is calling your name And you know it behooves you not to complain But when you go home a door closes, windows open and the day’s so warm!! Turn the radio on… and you might just make it after all. When I see the face of who I would become If six years ago I’d take a different turn And I think of all the things I would have done and of all the things I now will never learn To feel heart-ache for a non-existent self For the people that I shed and kissed goodbye For the feelings I put up upon the shelf And a life I left behind and god knows why and I know why. With the strength it takes to finally let go Of beliefs I held since I was just a child Now it’s safe to be all open to the world!! You can love with all your heart and be alright! You can dream of all the things that you might be You can work towards your goals and change your life And it’s not to show those bastards they were wrong: It’s to live and love and grow and god knows why and I know why.


'One Eye Closed' is a catchy and challenging avant-pop record composed, performed, recorded and produced by musical virtuoso Kat Hunter through a three-year DIY process.

With this first release, Hunter instantly proves herself as a talented composer/producer who isn’t afraid to push the envelope. Stylistically, her math-inspired experimental pop weaves between soaring Thom Yorke-esque vocals, complemented by dense instrumentation and triggered brass comparable to the likes of Joanna Newsom and late-era Bon Iver.

Hiding under the fluttering harmonies, every listen bears something new to find – you could find yourself stunned by the towering highs and smooth lows of her vocal range; losing yourself in the orchestral piano compositions or even appreciative of the unusual drumming as you try to tap out the beats on your leg.

Continuing on this trajectory, Lack The Low will almost certainly be on end-of-year avant-pop lists – and is well within reach of creating a critical masterpiece in the near future.


released April 19, 2018

All tracks written, produced, recorded and mixed by Kat Hunter
Mastering and additional vocal mixing by Becki Whitton

Kat Hunter: vocals, piano, organ, guitar, violin, cello, alto saxophone, banjo, electronics
Bobby Eggleston: drums

Catherine Keely: double bass (tracks 3, 4, 5, 7)
Bruno Siketa: trumpet, cornet (tracks 2, 6, 7, 8)
Daniel Parsons-Jones: additional trumpet (track 2)
Evgeny Chebykin: french horn (tracks 2, 6, 7)
Basil Rizopoulos: trombone (tracks 2, 6)
Tim Huddleston: tuba (tracks 2, 6)


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Lack The Low Melbourne, Australia

Lack the Low is Kat Hunter, a composer, producer and multi-instrumentalist from Melbourne, Australia.

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