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Fialta, a California-based indie pop quartet, includes Michael Leibovich, Beth Clements, David Provenzano, and Sarah Shotwell, all experienced multi-instrumentalists who joined forces in 2011 to write and record their harmony, keyboard, and percussion-driven pop. Leibovich and Provenzano were touring with former band Sherwood when they met Clements and Shotwell, who were living in Connecticut and Seattle, respectively. At the time, Clements was ﬁnishing her Master’s in English Education at the University of Connecticut and Shotwell was enrolled in a creative writing MFA at the University of Washington. Soon, all four were sending tracks back and forth over email and holding critique sessions over Skype. When, one-by-one, the foursome ﬁnally returned to California, they already had a great foundation in place.

Self-described as a democratic collective of songwriters, Fialta has been characterized in live performances by constant movement and instrument-swapping (a spectacle that sometimes happens even mid-song). They have come to describe their sound as “Central Coast Literary Pop,” a genre they dotingly created for their sun-drenched, winter-dreading, narrative sensibilities, honed as much by a love of poetry, ﬁction and ﬁlm as by the landscape of their beloved town, San Luis Obispo. Fialta is fairly unabashed about this regionalism. As Turntable Kitchen writes, “...there is the sense that they couldn’t have come from anywhere else.”

On the first day of summer Fialta looks forward to putting out their debut full length album, Summer Winter. Currently unsigned, they will self-release the LP using funds earned by a serendipitous spring ad placement for KMART trampolines.

While Fialta’s 2011 release (a 3-track EP) was a great intro to the band’s music and remixed versions of those songs will be included on the full-length, Summer Winter will feature nine new ones, including a few darker ballads balanced by some kicky power-pop tracks. The album runs a spectrum in terms of mood, with the goal of taking the listener on a pop journey that explores both lyrically and melodically the changing of the seasons, fading youth, loss, new love, and homesickness.

Fialta will release Summer Winter locally on June 21, 2013, and nationally on July 23rd, 2013.

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Fialta Lyrics

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I want a perfect body
I wanna be in control
Let my nails grow long before biting them short
I wanna be your princess
Your klondike girl
Promises from weekends are good until

How did I believe you when you said

Don't worry now, don't worry now
How did I believe you when you said
Don't worry now

We traveled in one suitcase
The trips to San Jose
I scratched in my notebook
And the gloves that you crocheted
The smoke is in the curtains
The carpet's lost it's curl
Promises from weekends are good until
But I wanted her deleted
I wanted her gone
All stitched up with kisses
And sold out on the lawn

How did I believe you when you said
Don't worry now, don't worry now
How did I believe you when you said
Don't worry now

Dawn of the work week
She's Dawn from your work team
Dawn, you'll need mercy
What's done is done is done

So you hid her in the backyard
Inside you put your hand through the wall
And you ring finger was easy to fix
When you left me

Dawn of the work week
She's Dawn from your work team

Dawn, you'll need mercy
What's done is done is done

Overall Meaning

The song "Dawn" by Fialta is an introspective and emotional journey through a broken relationship. The singer expresses a desire for control and perfection in her appearance and behavior, symbolized by her wanting a perfect body and to be a princess or Klondike girl. The lyrics suggest that despite her aspirations, she has been let down by her partner's promises, as evidenced by the repeated questioning of "how did I believe you when you said don't worry now?" The couple travels together, but the singer's notebook and the gloves that her partner crochets are the only tangible reminders of their time together. As the relationship disintegrates, the smoke in the curtains and the carpet losing its curl signify their decaying love.

The second half of the song delves into the specific events that led to the relationship's downfall. The singer refers to a woman named Dawn, who is likely the "her" that the singer wanted gone. The partner apparently hid Dawn's presence from the singer, putting his hand through the wall to retrieve her before eventually discarding her outside. The chorus repeats the phrase "Dawn of the work week," perhaps serving as a reminder to the singer of the dreary day-to-day reality of her life without the partner. The song's final line, "what's done is done is done," suggests a sense of finality and closure.

Line by Line Meaning

I want a perfect body
I desire a physically flawless form

I wanna be in control
I yearn for a position of power and authority

Let my nails grow long before biting them short
I allow my nails to grow long before succumbing to the compulsion to bite them short

I wanna be your princess
I aspire to be your cherished royalty

Your klondike girl
Your love of me is as precious as a gold rush discovery

Promises from weekends are good until
Promises made during the carefree weekend are fleeting

How did I believe you when you said Don't worry now, don't worry now How did I believe you when you said Don't worry now
Reflective questioning of myself wondering how I trusted your unfulfilled promise to not worry

We traveled in one suitcase The trips to San Jose I scratched in my notebook And the gloves that you crocheted The smoke is in the curtains The carpet's lost it's curl Promises from weekends are good until
Memories of our travels, my creative endeavors, and signs of wear in our shared space while acknowledging that weekend promises weren't kept

But I wanted her deleted I wanted her gone All stitched up with kisses And sold out on the lawn
Admitting to the desire to erase her from existence and the ironic reality that our love was like a commodity, manifested through physical affection, and displayed for public show

Dawn of the work week She's Dawn from your work team Dawn, you'll need mercy What's done is done is done
Acknowledging the arrival of the work week and the presence of a co-worker named Dawn, whom we wronged and who now requires our forgiveness

So you hid her in the backyard Inside you put your hand through the wall And you ring finger was easy to fix When you left me
Revealing your despicable act of hiding her body in the backyard, the damage you did to our shared space in anger, and the facile ease with which you moved on from our relationship

Contributed by Lila V. Suggest a correction in the comments below.

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