Release Date: Jan 12, 2007

Catalog No.: SLANG1044662

  1. The Story Of The City
  2. Every One Of Us  
  3. Can´t Give Up The Ghost
  4. 24 Hours
  5. Goodbye Cruel World
  6. We Will Not Be Machines
  7. Heaven´s My Destination
  8. Sun In Your Eyes
  9. The Heart Is The Place
  10. Yours And Mine
  11. A Joyous Final Chapter
  12. Aperture


The Heart Is The Place


This album is the end of GOLDRUSH as we know them.

When they recorded the first couple of tracks a year ago they felt utterly burned out. To them none of the new material sounded neither powerful, emotional, or original. One member left the band, another one moved to New York and the rest hid in their tiny Hobbit houses in Stephenton Oxfordshire. For the first time in two years of constant touring the band came to an abrupt halt.

There in Stephenton they have a little "cowshed turned studio", and that’s where the disillusioned scraps flocked together again. They listened to songs that they recorded over the past years, songs that didn’t tell them anything and decided to let go on these. What kind of thoughts run through your head when you’re thirty and you’re going to move in with your parents again with the past looking at you like a betrayed lover ...? Who really wants to know... Some people never recover from a situation like this. Others ... well, GOLDRUSH will probably never admit this but they are a rural band ... and they needed that moment. Badly. Nothing was left from the band that was, so they started from scratch, drank lot’s of wine and read books: „DH Lawrence. Aldous Huxley. Jack Kerouac. But, especially, a strange charity shop book called 'reflections on life after life', by Raymond A Moody MD, an American doctor dedicated to researching near-death experiences and detailing regular themes. Recurrences such as a warm bright light, a city of light. a presence of love. Richard Dawkins' Selfish Gene especially.“ Occasionally they met in the studio or their living rooms, like back in the days, made noises, messed around, laughed, drank more wine and even ended up writing some tunes ... and there it was again, the enthusiasm that was missing.

Robin Bennet: „Still by the time of the Truck Festival, when our small village becomes Woodstock for a weekend, we were spending all our time building stages and the record was late. I noticed things creeping in. Other worlds, past, future and supernatural. Magic-realism. Literary influences no longer avoided. A character or series of characters seemed to move through the songs, ghostly. But no longer set in America, or its music. In our own location and our own minds. The relation of love to mental collapse. A battle against material constraints and shallow emotions“

We forgot to mention the Truck Festival didn’t we? What started as a gathering of friends in a field around a band playing on the back of a truck (guess where the name's coming from), became a legendary happening with more than 5000 guests every year. Even though this year they had bands like Forward Russia, Futureheads, Mystery Jets and Chicks On Speed headlining the billing, it is not your usual "festival". It’s a community fest with nearly everyone in the village involved. You have the Rotary Rlub doing the catering, local kids doing the security (which mostly means to help out in case cows run wild), hell ... even the church helps out at Truck. That’s because all the money they make goes into charity organisations like Amnesty International but also into their very own Youth Center in Stephenton. The production office is in the Bennets house, mother Bennet and her husband act as the production managers and their three sons stay awake for about five days, totally exhausted but happy as one could possibly be. It’s a unique example of a community doing right, which was supported and documented by BBC 6 and Channel 4 this year.

To fail properly is a gift and Goldrush did magnificently, the result of all this mess and pain is a stunning record that does warm our hearts, makes us feel at home where it hurts the most, with all it’s brilliant imperfections, others would have made an overproduced piece of crap out of it, with melodies that sink in your ears like hot sugar. Pedro was the man who had a major impact on the sound, production and songwriting of these little gems in a way that it sounds like they just recorded it in an instant, the energy and joy you can hear throughout every note but also the doubts and the sleepless nights. ... what else do we want from a record? Here at City Slang that's all we're looking for.