POST YORK

by ClockWork Cros

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    Post York
    Art & Story by James Romberger
    Music by Crosby

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Produced by Kidde.
Mixed & Mastered by Matthias Graf & RaStyle.
Additional Vocals by Jordan Lane.
All lyrics written by Crosby.
Recorded at Alkaline Studios.

Album Art by Crosby.

Follow @UnCiv @ClockWorkCros @KiddeMusic @JordanLaneMusic @RaStyleMusic

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released November 9, 2012

For Immediate Release:

Post York is a multimedia project that takes the form of a comic book with a musical flexidisc attached. The story is set in New York City after the polar ice caps melt. A young man navigates the flooded city, looking for something, anything, anyone...to start again. The comic book by James Romberger takes a postmodern turn as it uses improvisatory cinematic techniques to make the reader a focus group for a pair of alternative endings. The song by Crosby extends the story into another medium to add deeper emotional resonance.

James Romberger’s acclaimed graphic novels include 7 Miles a Second (a new edition is due in December 2012 from Fantagraphics) with legendary artist and AIDS activist David Wojnarowicz and artist and punk diva Marguerite Van Cook, and Aaron and Ahmed (DC/Vertigo, 2010), with Guggenhiem fellow Jay Cantor. The main character of Post York is modeled on James' son Crosby, the MC behind Hip Hop Howl of SXSW fame and a prolific designer for Swizz Beatz. Crosby provides the back cover collage as well as the song on the flexidisc, which features production by Kidde and also a special appearance by singer Jordan Lane.

Music and comics meet as two generations of artists come together to propel a moving vision of a post-apocalyptic world. Step aboard and try to stay dry.

Praise for James Romberger:

"In the highest horror-comics tradition."
The New York Times
"As sweet and perfect as an Old Master, but with a contemporary edge that sends shivers up your spine. Romberger makes his world come alive."
Walter Robinson, critic for Art in America and Artnet
"Romberger’s art is a fine version of bony realism – his figures are so casually realistic, you can almost see the joints moving."
Entertainment Weekly

Praise for Crosby:

"Real talent."
Swizz Beatz
"MC who has rocked with anyone and everyone to ever touch the Bowery."
URB Magazine
"Crosby’s unique musical lane, thoughtful and experimental."
Birthplace Magazine

Post York will be available in November from Uncivilized Books (www.uncivilizedbooks.com).
To arrange events and interviews or to request review copies contact: publicity@uncivilizedbooks.com

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Track Name: POST YORK
Post York Lyrics

It flooded my city, I dream its coming to get me
each wave crashes down when it hits me, but I'm not dreaming, don't pinch me
hydrants used to splash the curb, now sky scrapers are half submerged
solid ground is fast a blur, I'm walking on water, but that's absurd
I never thought in a million years, I'd get stuck in these buildings here
streets looked like they were filled with tears, but still I'm here feeling weird
would you watch from roof tops, people carried for two blocks
I swear, I need a new dock and a water proof watch
I feel naked and alone, but I'll make it on my own
will I sink or will I float, while I think up in this boat
I give it my heart and all my soul, all I have left now is this hope
The world is just a bottle of wine with no cork
my big city of dreams, post york
I can't sleep a peep, I feel so dead
every night that goes by, I wonder when it will end
my mom used to sing a lullaby to me in bed
and there's not a day that goes by its not stuck in my head

Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream

I'm just tryin to keep dry
I set the city on fire (4x)

All these days that I cant get back
and there's no map and I cant keep track
every tally's a day that I scratch
live what I'm given no wishing it back
the last one to laugh with a cascading grasp
I'm scavenging scraps to add to my stash
the city collapsed from a livid attack
I anchor my past but there's nothing attached
its hard but I started a spark with a match
kerosene rope and I hope it'll catch
so mad I handle my paddle like rap
if it wasn't flooded with nothing but crap
I'm counting each lap while I'm swimming with rats
surviving alive is my vision to have
I cast the last stone alone in a glass
so I'm boating it home to Kitski the cat
I'm making a splash

I'm just tryin to keep dry
I set the city on fire (4x)

I wrote this by candle light as I dreamt
as whales wept through these quiet nights as I slept
I wake up and get dressed, drying clothes cause there wet
helmet goggles a check, water everywhere that I step
fasten straps to my chest before I row in my vest
cause if I drown then I drown, at least I'll float in my death
if god forgot us all, I wont feel alone with regrets
but I still prey everyday I'm not the last soul to forget
if I'm all that is left, then I wont hold my breath
I couldn't tell you how many days in this boat that I've spent
the coast is a mess and everyone I've ever known of is dead
and I bet these tall buildings here were our only defense
they said the sun broke the ozone at its best
but I wish I could see it like a hole in a fence
just when I thought the water level couldn't get higher
I'm trying keep dry, I set the city on fire

I'm just tryin to keep dry
I set the city on fire (4x)