Morning Show

DEBUT ALBUM "WINE" OUT NOW!

Morning Show is a Vancouver-based alternative rock band comprised of Ethan Caleb and Ryan Stephenson. Their debut EP “Prom Theme”, released in May of 2015, is a summary of the band's initial excitement, adventurism, and collective exhale that can come with the beginnings of a project designed to facilitate artistic freedom. “Prom Theme” took the shape of a dynamic indie-rock record that travels between loud hook-driven choruses and brooding lyric moments where singer Ethan Caleb questions human motives and brings to light our mistakes.

Since the release of “Prom Theme”, Morning Show has emerged as a live act capable of quieting the unruliest of rooms with their finely spun web of trance inducing rock songs. In addition to experimenting on the traditional stage, they've ventured outside of a typical rock band’s comfort zone in collaborating with filmmaker Ingrid Veninger on her film “He Hated Pigeons”. At various film festivals around British Columbia, they would perform an all-original live score that lives and dies with the movie, never recorded or to be repeated.

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Another One

From way up north there’s an idle reason
To paint one eye shut
To call you keening
But I’m too tired to make that mistake
I’m too tired to make it

From way up north I can see you reeling
Back from the riot
You can call me if you need it
But I’m too tired to make that mistake
I’m too tired to make it

If I had to guess you’d be bottle dreaming
Waiting for a sign to call me and forgive it
Man I’m too tired to make that mistake
Have another one, babe
Don’t mind the hour or the place

Raise good luck to them
Yeah good luck with everything
Then meet me in a fall
Downstairs at the end
I’ll lead the way

This wine tastes funny
And it’s feeling is late
Wind down early
Yeah I know you won’t stay
You’re laughing over
The anxious sting in my voice
Again
You’re laughing over
The anxious sting in my voice

From way up north I can see you reeling
Back from the light
You can call me if you need it
But I’m too tired to make that mistake
Won’t play dumb to the strange

I have a reason to make
And an hour at best
Before the air hits the void
Or you talk through it
Have another one, babe
I’ll get it off my chest

This wine tastes funny
This feeling is late
I wanna talk dirty
But I know you can’t stay
If it fits you better
I’ll get right out the way
You’re laughing over
You’re laughing over my voice

Good luck to them
Yeah good luck with everything

My head turns heavy now
It’s getting late
And you’re laughing over
You’re laughing over my voice
Again

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Champions

I was feeling nothing with the right intent
My whole mind
Coming in fighting through your lies
I was feeling like I could live again
But there’s nothing in our case that went even basically well
While you gator around here
I’ll be fading on the top of your dresser
And drinking wine with the TV on
Yeah you can catch me in the wrong song

I was feeling empty in my head again
There’s a weight to this place
You can never forget
And it makes you so crazy you’ll just lie in bed
Just taking the day one breath -
After a breath I’m gone

Back the same way I always come from
After the wine I’m gone
Back the same way I always run from
I wanna reach you in your place

Just tell me how much I need to make it
And when to show up
(I was feeling nothing and I was feeling nothing)
Just tell me how much I need to make it
And when to show

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In the Wine and Undefeated

Oh my god it’s nothing
Happy in my own way
Feeling cold in a quiet place
When you sing for anyone
They’ll give you something
But talk is cheap inside your brain
You’d give that moment to feel okay
Man this is not the place I’d dreamt up

Julie I’m sinking in
I’m easily persuaded
There must be something I’m missing
You say I’m always the nice one
Do you think that’s funny?
I’m pretty good in a tight space
Till the minute falls and
I need a window to break and jump out of

Well I needed someone to pick me up
And no one came running

I’m the last one you want
Holding up anything
I’m the last one you want
Inside your head
I’m the last one you want
Holding up anything
I’m in the wine and undefeated

If I were just afraid
Of moving out your way
I would keep this to myself
I would hope for someone to pick you in a crowd
Of white trimmed dresses and coloured wishes
Buried in the pulse of the dead ambitious
Maybe just bring in the choir now

Well I needed someone to pick me up
But no one came running
Julie the lines slur overtop
Why should I call it if no one came running?
I got you
No one came

I’m the last one you want
Holding up anything
I’m the last one you want
Inside your head
I’m the last one you want
Holding up anything
I’m in the wine and undefeated

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FLIGHT

Meet you in the bedroom
Going on about how you missed your flight
And calling your mother
Front seat to that manic phase again
You’re in the dead of night
Feeling around for one tie or another

(‘Till I understand what the forward meant
By love the body, leave the rest to bend)
You don’t know how much you mean to this one

When she said
If I gave a little less
If I gave a little, little less
We could picnic stop inside your bed
Well I gave a little, little less
(Less to know you, more to feel fine with it)
When I fell down the front steps
And hit my head on something hard

Meet you in the bedroom
Going on about how you missed your flight
Go outside and watch the sunrise

You still don’t know how much you mean to this one
Don’t know how much you mean to this sorry one

(When she said)
Sue do you fear the bright light coming?
(If I gave a little less)
Or do you fear the lack?

If I gave a little, little less
We could picnic stop inside your bed
Till I understand what the forward meant
By love the body, leave the rest to bend
Well I gave a little, little less
(Less to know you, more to feel fine with it)
When I fell down the front steps
And hit my head on something hard

Yeah I fear the bright light coming too
Do you fear the writing on my mind?
Oh just reach up and grab me Sue
Oh just reach up and grab me Sue
Oh you

Till I understand what the forward meant
By love the body, leave the rest to bend
Till I understand what the forward meant
Till I understand what the forward meant

(Oh just reach up and grab me Sue)
When she said
(Oh just reach up and grab me Sue)
If I gave a little less
(Oh just reach up and grab me Sue)
If I gave a little, little less
(Oh just reach up and grab me Sue)
Well it made me wanna fall down the front steps
(Oh just reach up and grab me Sue)
Made me wanna fall down the front steps
(Oh just reach up, reach up and grab me Sue, reach up)

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Soft-Pedal

Pour a glass for yourself
'Cause you won't let it go to waste
And talk about something else
Though it always comes out the same

How quickly you forget
Walking uptown through the crawl
As you give up on your change
With paperbacks and china dolls

And that's the last time, so you say
That you'll step back from the fault
But you'll slip into your old ways
Maybe that's where you belong

I have it all
But not you
I have it all
But not you

Pour a glass for yourself
Maybe this time it'll help