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Lost Stories

by Class of 91

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1.
Avert my gaze I’ve seen this before It clouds my mind And keeps coming back for more More screaming from the soapbox History will have its say This distant memory will Never quite fade away This is a bullyboy punch Delivered without reason One you can’t duck from Or pick yourself up from I saw that look in your eyes I saw that look in your eyes Limit all inputs Look how far we’ve come Watch them write our future Careful it doesn’t come undone Avert my gaze I’ve seen this before It clouds my mind And keeps coming back for more This is a bullyboy punch Delivered without reason One you can’t duck from Or pick yourself up from I saw that look in your eyes I saw that look in your eyes Look how far we’ve come Look how far we’ve come Look how far we’ve come This is a bullyboy punch Delivered without reason One you can’t duck from Or pick yourself up from I saw that look in your eyes I saw that look in your eyes Look how far we’ve come
2.
Hello my friend It’s good to see you again At the window waiting patiently I’m loosing all track of time With my mind in overdrive Is this what it feels like at the end of it all? Think back to it, can you hold on? Fascination is the mission from now on These four walls are all that we define As lost stories fall to time Tell me you can feel it This is just the shit we’re in Bored with throwing what-ifs to the wind Maybe you think I’m oversharing If so you never say Take one last look turn and fly away Think back to it, can you hold on? Fascination is the mission from now on These four walls are all that we define As lost stories fall to time Think back to it, can you hold on? Fascination is the mission from now on These four walls are all that we define As lost stories fall to time As lost stories fall to time
3.
Lost in a confidence fake I’m the ghost in the sheet again Filtering out the best parts Never to be seen again It’s another go around With heart in hand and head bowed Just trying to understand If the emotions fit the man Here’s another deflection trick So everyone gather around To see right through it, to see right through it, to see right through While my eyes never leave the ground It’s another go around With heart in hand and head bowed Just trying to understand If the emotions fit the man Pull me back around Head on your shoulder, don’t make a sound Just trying to understand If the emotions fit the man
4.
Watch all the bright lights Slowly fading one by one Count the broken pieces Never quite sure who has won When did time become the enemy? And after it all when do we fall? All this starts to feel A bit like shadow protocol Mapping the dividing lines Force this whole thing upside down When did time become the enemy? And after it all when do we fall? We say we want to set things right Our thoughts that keep us up at night Our minds are running overtime As we race towards the finish line We see this as the turning point Or one more thing to disappoint And after it all when do we fall? After it all when do we fall? (Fall) When do we fall?
5.
Hideaways 06:02
Do you still dream Of secret worlds and hideaways? Walking for hours A lost in time runaway Do you still see Ghosts chasing shadows through empty streets? Echoes off concrete and glass Calling them home at long last This is memory and mystery This is you killing time This is your finest hour This is all your grand design This is poetry and light This is your weight of history This is your fever pitch Watching it all from your hideaway Your hideaway Hideaway Hideaway
6.
Polaris 04:52
There’s this girl I know She goes by the name Polaris She claims she’s seen the future Do you think she’ll share it? She leaves her clues everywhere But too often we’re caught blind Too often out of touch Tell me everything will be alright Out of the corner of my eye I see Polaris smiling Can you see the writing on the wall? There’s no erasing it this time It’s etched into a million minds With no escaping it this time Too many heads are in the sand Searching for confirmation Hanging onto glory threads All desperate for affirmation She shows a hundred lost pictures A half-life of history She surrounds me and never fakes Polaris is there to guide me Out of the corner of my eye I see Polaris smiling Can you see the writing on the wall? There’s no erasing it this time It’s etched into a million minds With no escaping it this time Out of the corner of my eye I see Polaris smiling Can you see the writing on the wall? There’s no erasing it this time It’s etched into a million minds With no escaping it this time
7.
Golden Hour 03:35
Fixed to a point on the horizon line Thinking back to when this became centreline Where fading thoughts they came undone Caught up in the shadows of the August sun That night you spoke of wanting more Than proclamations about changing course Of of the purity tests and hysterics And proclamations about heretics It’s all you can do To see through Light chasing blue In the golden hour Of all the artifacts and postcards The carnival of memories and old scars We wear our stories on the inside But we let them out that night for a little while It’s all you can do To see through Light chasing blue In the golden hour
8.
You You said that you were through With your heart being broken in two But that’s something I would never do But that’s nothing new This is too hard to ignore You’re the one that I adore But words am I looking for When its all been said before So I hold them evermore This is a simple human love song This is a simple human love song This is a simple human love song This is a simple human love song Watch the star-filled summer sky Watch as time is passing us by But when this moment comes to an end We’re left to just pretend You You said that you were through With your heart being broken in two But that’s something I would never do And you say that you know that it’s true So let’s just see this through This is a simple human love song This is a simple human love song This is a simple human love song This is a simple human love song

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Ottawa DIY alt rockers Class of 91 return with their second EP, 'Lost Stories', available on all streaming platforms on Friday, November 25.

Produced by singer-songwriter Ian Ferguson and drummer Steve Clifford at the band’s home studio in Ottawa, Lost Stories explores human conflict, mental health, and duality as its prevailing themes. The resulting eight tracks are offered up in a sonic design that has been described as "a guitar-forward mix of punk, indie rock, and early 90s alternative in the Bob Mould tradition." (-- Adam White, Some Party).

‘Lost Stories’ begins with a sense of déjà vu in the raw opener “Look How Far We’ve Come,” which questions why, over 30 years since the end of the Cold War, the threat of nuclear conflict between nations is again making headlines.

“Pull Me Back Around” chronicles its protagonist’s struggle with anxiety and self-imposed sense of shame and failure: “Lost in a confidence fake / I’m the ghost in the sheet again / filtering out the best parts / never to be seen again.”

Elsewhere, the early days of the pandemic are reflected in “These Four Walls” and “Hideaways,” which offer contrasting experiences during lockdown, with the former addressing the weight of isolation while the latter explores the freedom of navigating city streets devoid of people.

“Polaris” tells the story of its title character pushing back against obstacles undermining order, tolerance and progress in a post-truth world: “[Polaris] claims she’s seen the future, do you think she’ll share it? / She leaves her clues everywhere but too often we’re caught blind / too often out of touch, tell me everything will be alright.”

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released November 25, 2022

Class of 91
Ian Ferguson: vocals, guitar
Brock Sarault: guitar
Fred Pantalone Jr.: bass
Steve Clifford: drums

This is a DIY recording. All songs recorded between February 2022 and August 2022 in Ottawa, located on the unceded, unsurrendered Territory of the Anishinaabe Algonquin Nation.

Produced, engineered, and mixed by Steve Clifford and Ian Ferguson.

Mastered by Kristian Montano at Montano Mastering, Toronto.

All songs written by Ian Ferguson.
Music by Class of 91.
All songs licensed: SOCAN.

Layout and design by Ryan Elinsky.
Cover photo by Mary Vincent.
Live video stills by Kevin Schiemann and Maryse Bétournay.
Class of 91 logo by Ian Ferguson.

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Ottawa’s Class of 91 writes songs about challenges in the human story, offered up in a sonic design that has been described as a guitar-forward mix of indie rock, punk, and early 90s alternative in the Bob Mould tradition.

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