Going To The Theatre

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__kla Dark bedrooms with candles, dressing up to go out and desperate for fun but nothing going on in your rural suburban area, severe mood swings that creep up on you, dabbling in androgyny, seeking solace in nature, feeling simply and fleetingly happy when you got your black cape on, an attraction to haunted places: the acoustic-driven goth of Audra speaks to very relatable strain of experience. Bret Helm's voice is a luxury, a soft-edged croon. Humor and pathos round out these restrained songs. Favorite track: Going To The Theatre.
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1.
In a midnight moon swing He writes his valentine Nothing ever happens When you’re looking for it I’ll keep my mouth shut If you close your eyes I’ll keep my mouth shut If you close your eyes In a midnight moon swing He sings his lullaby Nothing ever happens When you’re looking for it I’ll keep my mouth shut If you close your eyes I’ll keep my mouth shut If you close your eyes
2.
Not as you are Looking up towards the sky Your cigarette in motion My almost best friend Meet me after midnight Behind the woods His father sent him away Sent him away Elegance is enchanting In a shiny black lacquer London, “I like the rain.” And the air that breathes into my face With the leaves on the trees Think about sadness And pace yourself Send away your heart Send away your heart Send away your heart Send away your heart The flowers were exquisite The odor of death and flowers No one noticed me Sitting in the back.
3.
Each week I put my clothes on the same way Each week I put my hair up the same way Each night I laugh and cry the same way Each night I sleep the same way The only thing that’s different is I’m going to the theatre tonight No fun in sitting alone reading a book No fun in watching some broads in a show No fun in sitting doing some work No fun in watching them fight I’m going to the theatre on a Saturday night I’m gonna have some fun tonight I’m going to the theatre on a Saturday night And I’m gonna chase some chicks around the aisles I’m going to the theatre on a Saturday night And I’m gonna catch me some great disease I’m going to the theatre on a Saturday night And I’m gonna become a great disgrace No fun in sitting alone reading a book No fun in watching some broads in a show No fun in sitting doing some work No fun in watching them fight Hey, who’s that up in the booth watching over us? Hey, is that Henry’s mom coming to get him? Look at him hide, look over there it’s Billy and Sally Their faces are wet, who knows where they’ve been Who knows where they’ve been Hey, who’s that up in the booth watching over us? Hey, is that Henry’s mom coming to get him? Look at him hide, look over there it’s Billy and Sally Their faces are wet, who knows where they’ve been Who knows where they’ve been I hope tonight never ends I hope tomorrow never comes I hope tonight never ends So long as I got my black cape on tonight I hope tonight never ends I hope tonight never ends
4.
All ghosts spend their time alone All my life I sit and watch nothing All the time we spend looking Is just another day Just another day Just another day to turn around All ghosts spend their time alone All of everyone seems to think in fragment All of childhood is a dream lost forever All my friends in slow motion Waiting for their eyes to close But you were always different But you were always different You were always different You were always different You gave me hope You gave me hope
5.
Twenty-one candles In a dark room A blue light flickers To the beat of the music Back on the slide In a park My imagination screams To the beat of my heart To the beat of my heart A distant voice Spreads through our bodies It’s nothing really more Than a whisper But your voice is clear Like the skin I glide across And then you turn and smile Then you turn and smile I found myself along the way I found myself between then and now I found myself along the way I found myself between then and now Twenty-one candles in a dark room Twenty-one candles in a dark room
6.
03:37
There once was a pumpkin Who came downstairs To see what was going on Billy on top of Brenda Making her face go red He tried to stop it But what can he do He don’t have any legs A bottle of wine And a six-inch knife His time is closing in They can’t hear anything upstairs They can’t hear anything upstairs They can’t hear anything upstairs And no one would care anyway He digs farther and farther Hoping to find some gold He wants to cut him open But he didn’t finish her yet They can’t hear anything upstairs They can’t hear anything upstairs They can’t hear anything upstairs And no one would care anyway
7.
Twist ribbons through my hair Long and sunset A violet hangs around my neck On a strand of silver icicles The patterns brush the carpet And the faces on the wall A gown weaved of clouds in a sunset I step out through the door Onto the unpaved road And my face is blank I can see myself only in reflection. There’s a lake nearby off the path And under the moon it’s invisible I’m invisible in it and to my own eyes I’m not really there The water is cold and my skin shakes My hands rise and stay On the surface is a tiny spider It swims by and flies away. My name echoes through the woods And I ignore and they pass by I’m in the center of a circle of silk And the water clutches my bare legs “Don’t leave us, don’t leave us, Don’t leave us, don’t leave us, Don’t leave us, don’t leave us, Don’t leave us, don’t leave us” I’m in the center of a circle of silk I’m in the center of a circle of silk
8.
He sits alone on a park bench Clutching a pretty leather purse He’s a showcase for those to see Smiles at a familiar gesture He’s what has been shown and told about for years In many of the homes That have had the pleasure to see him Fearless “Peaches” is what he’s known to the locals He doesn’t run or jog in the morning But skips his way around town He had a bike that he called “Sunshine” But it got stolen by some local thugs That mistook him for another queen, “Sugar Snacks” “Sugar Snacks” Oh, no. Fearless “Peaches” Oh, no. Fearless “Peaches” “Peaches” calls himself “The Shuffler” Can shuffle anything with the best of them A deck of cards, an untold fortune He also knows how to shuffle into the record store Picks up the latest Iggy Pop vinyl and stares With those bright blue eyes he smiles Tucks it under his sweater and crawls on out of there He races home and puts on the phonograph God, how he loves the sound of the crackle God, how he loves the sound of the pop God, how he loves the sound of the crackle God would’ve said, “That’s Iggy Pop.” “Peaches” gets busy in front of the mirror Does a slow strip, his heart is racing fast Oh, no. Fearless “Peaches” Oh, no. Fearless “Peaches” But he has hope, but he has hope But he has hope, but he has hope But he has hope, but he has hope
9.
The games people play The games people play All the angels Sitting wilted flowers Dripping tears Red devils, white angels Dressed in black And the flames grow higher And I start to cry If you say everyone Was meant to be together Then we can laugh A revolution against the king Is against yourself I remember If you say everyone Was meant to be together Then we can laugh A revolution against the king Is against yourself I remember I remember when you said Let’s start a religion Where is it now? When we burn and cry for yesterday I remember Maybe this is fantasy Maybe this is Halloween Maybe it’s a memory Wrapped in purple lights The games people play The games people play Maybe this is fantasy Maybe this is Halloween Maybe it’s a memory Wrapped in purple lights Maybe this is fantasy Maybe this is Halloween Maybe it’s a memory Wrapped in purple lights
10.
City to city With no one there But strangers Every stranger Starts to look the same And all their voices And stories are the same Take me to where There’s people who care And I don’t have to worry About what I’m thinking about Just call for me And it’ll be okay Just call for me And it’ll be okay But it still doesn’t matter Because the night always ends But it still doesn’t matter Because the night always ends But it still doesn’t matter Because the night always ends But it still doesn’t matter Because the night always ends But it still doesn’t matter Because the night always ends But it still doesn’t matter And you have to go home

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Elegantly raw, melodic dark rock.

A remarkable album evoking such influences as David Bowie, Iggy Pop, Roxy Music and the Velvet Underground. Going to the Theatre (the second full-length release from Arizona-based brothers Bret and Bart Helm) presents ten snapshots of characters confronting the images and experiences that fuel their passage from child to adult, from innocent to debased. Between the sultry cabaret grind of "Midnight Moon Swing" and the sullen, lonely guitar of "Don't End This Time," Audra leads their audience on a stirring and shimmering journey through a landscape of innocence and its loss.

"Musically rich and varied, the Helm brothers show off their considerable talent in arrangements that range from hard hitting and contagious to fragile and passionate" - Losing Today Magazine

Based out of Mesa, Arizona, Audra is Bret Helm (vocals, bass), Bart Helm (guitar, piano) and J. DeWolfe (drums, percussion). Audra broke out onto the national scene in 2000 when they signed with indie label, Projekt Records. After two well-received albums and well-over 300 live performances, the band decided to leave Projekt and go back to the ‘do-it-yourself’ approach that started their career in the mid-90s.

Much like other ‘family’ bands such as Oasis, The Black Crowes and Jesus & Mary Chain, Audra is fueled by the unique chemistry that is generated from brothers Bret and Bart Helm.

'Going To The Theatre' is Audra's second album and was originally released on Projekt Records on April 23, 2002.

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released April 23, 2002

All songs written by Bret and Bart Helm
© 2002 Bret Alan Helm, BMI & Bart Walter Helm, BMI

Recorded and Mixed by Bart Helm
April 20, 2001 – January 1, 2002, Mesa, Arizona

Cover Photograph courtesy of Geraldine Hurt and Karen Kiolbassa

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Formed in 1991 by Chicago-raised brothers Bart & Bret Helm. In the early 2000s, Audra released 2 albums with Projekt Records. 2009 saw the release of Everything Changes. The long-awaited 4th LP Dear Tired Friends hit the racks in Aug 2019. Mike VanPortfleet of Lycia guests on ‘Planet Of Me.’ Audra has performed with AFI, Peter Murphy, She Wants Revenge, New Model Army, The Mission UK etc ... more

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