Old Glories

by Jesse LeBourdais

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Like so many others, Vancouver's Jesse LeBourdais started his musical path in dirty punk bars, and sweat-soaked concert halls. Some of the songs from those days have stuck around in different forms and found new life outside of old bands. Old Glories features two new versions of old Cambridge songs, plus one previously unreleased song, breathing new air into old dust and proving that music can last as long as you hold onto it.

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released May 28, 2013

All songs written by Jesse LeBourdais
Guitar, Vocals, Bass, Mandolin - Jesse LeBourdais
Vocals - Denise Cymbalist
Banjo - Nate Pennell
Drums - Dave Leslie
Percussion - Shawn Cole
Cover Design by JL and Denise Cymbalist

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Jesse LeBourdais Vancouver, British Columbia

Acoustic Punk from Vancouver

New Album coming July 2017

www.jesselebourdais.com

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Track Name: 10,000 Shares
On a cold, dark night, a gathering of men walked out the door of their town hall; a decision had been made. The invaders cannot stay, they cannot occupy our home, so we will bring the fire to them and make clear our intent. This is all my fault. I put too much faith in an institution meant to fail. We never stood a chance. The lie that we created was just never meant to hold and I just could not see another way. I remember the feeling of the cold steel in my hands as I said goodbye to my family, I didn't know if I'd see them again. We kept to the shadows mostly, surrounded their barracks in gasoline, and a match was lit but it went out. A shot was fired. None escaped the sound. This is all my fault. I put too much faith in an institution meant to fail. We never stood a chance. The lie that we created was just never meant to hold and I just could not see another way. So we took to arms that night, none of us would ever be seen here again, and our mission was in vain; because our village had betrayed us for 10,000 company shares. Haul away all our bones. What we stood for dies with us.
Track Name: Anymore
What is my unhappiness worth right now? Am I expected to surrender everything I am? I can play the victim, I can play the volunteer; anyway I look at this I seem to lose. Yesterday was fine but today just fell apart, and I take no comfort knowing I did all that I could. It's not that I'm to ignorant to read between the lines, it's just that I don't want to face the fact that you don't love me anymore. These feeling of remorse give way to resentment and anger, leftover devotion when misplaced feeds this morose. But I've got my band I've got my family, got my friends and they support me. It's more a question of what I wanted. Yesterday was fine but today just fell apart, and I'm not confident about anything anymore. It's not that I'm unwilling to except what I can't change, it's just that I don't want to face the fact that you don't love me anymore. Six years of my life are over now, and I've asked this question before but what the fuck am I supposed to do, I based my whole life on you. Yesterday was fine but today just fell apart, and I'm not confident about anything anymore. It's not that I'm unwilling to except what I can't change, it's just that I don't want to face the fact that you don't love me anymore.
Track Name: Margins
We may never know what is really happening but I will never believe in anything that you tell me with your hands behind your back. I can see it in your eyes, you are not the kind of person who cares about anything that doesn't make you money, it's such a boring way to live. There is so much more to life than the economy and hoarding all your money, and spending all your time debating who's lie is more believable, who's credit is more valuable and who can get away with the most. Like vultures picking from a corpse you leave nothing left for time. That is enough to make a dead man want to roll inside his grave for the crimes committed in his name. There is no honour to be found here anymore, but fake integrity will get you far these days. So we spend our time in margins, throwing dollars on the bar and working jobs we hate, just so we can afford to spend some time alone, or be with our families. It shouldn't be that hard. I hate the way the world is when it seems like no one cares, but I no I'm not the only one who has sat around and stared at a TV and wondered how we get so lost and for that I am still glad. We are all in this together even though we always die alone, you can choose a path to follow that is entirely your own and fill it with such company, you have no such regret that is enough to make a dead man want to roll inside his grave for the crimes committed in his name. There is no honour to be found here anymore, but fake integrity will get you far, but having a conscience would suit you better. Stare down the madness of the world and show them your soul.