Uploaded June 2018 | Updated September 2026, 1 hour ago

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"When you make a record, there are always songs left over. Dirt is one of those shimmering hues that didn’t fit the colour palette of our recently released EP. It’s a lusty, meandering ballad about vain attempts to ignore the shame/guilt/weird motivations of your past, and accepting that all that shit eventually comes to light anyway. Songs like this are usually relegated to some forgotten hard drive, remembered only for the 20th anniversary deluxe repressing. We’re releasing it now instead - just our little secret, okay? xoxo"

Bio:

Good music seems instantaneous: a decisive rush of expression and dopamine. Hamilton, Ontario's Ellevator capture that direct hit of immediacy, with a closer listen revealing the meticulous design of their muscular pop songs. Frontwoman Nabi Sue Bersche delivers raw lyricism with quiet power. Her nimble melodies anchor the electric hooks and cinematic timbres Ellevator has refined on countless stages. Their striking debut EP - recorded in Hamilton with Michael Keire (Arkells, The Dirty Nil, Wildlife) - is set to be released in the Spring of 2018 by Arts & Crafts. Brick by brick, Ellevator has built an international reputation as a band to watch, and are poised to break new ground in 2018.

Lyrics:

I don’t feel guilty anymore
My conscience has decided to free me and end this war
But even when those thoughts are through and I’m lying skin to skin with you
There are too many piles of dirt to sweep under the rug
and not enough rugs to sweep them under
 
There’s nowhere for this dirt to hide
No space for all this hurt to die
And even if we kept it out of sight
We are too full of light
No fabric could cover such a lie
 
I can’t believe the pain was real
I fought for my conviction and refused to heal
But even when those nights turned into day
our bodies still ablaze
The covers would pull us under
 
There’s nowhere for this dirt to hide
No space for all this hurt to die
And even if we kept it out of sight
We are too full of light
No fabric could cover such a lie
 
Was there something I should’ve done
Something I should’ve said
Now everything is dust
Everything is dust
Somewhere we had been
Somewhere once before
The tree where we hid is hiding us once more
 
There’s nowhere for this dirt to hide
No space for all this hurt to die
And even if we kept it out of sight
We are too full of light
No fabric could cover such a lie