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Mazarine Records


U.S. Publicity:

Jeffrey Smith
Crash Avenue
jeffrey [at] crash-avenue [dot com]


European Publicity:

Peter Holmstedt
peter.holmstedt [at] telia [dot com]
+46 (0)33.26.0210



Dare likes to play any place where people want to hear him—living rooms, stadiums, art galleries, derelict strip malls, glitzy music venues filled with trend-setting starlets, fire-gutted churches with free enchiladas. Write STS Booking, and together we will find a way:

Bright Elephant [at] gmail [dot com]


Dare Dukes

dd [at] daredukes [dot com]

Lyrics: “Ghosts of Christmas” by Dare Dukes

The Christmas lights they flicker red, green, and white,
Hung in the baggage claim by an irate overtime janitor.
This time of year it’s crazy ’round here.
Elbows and packages crammed into cabs with drunken strangers.

The children chew on cellophane.
While the fat actor rings for pocket change
This time of year it’s crazy ‘round here.
This time of year it’s crazy here.

CNN calls for blizzard through the East.
We at the terminal bar share a laugh and reach for cell phones.
Outside the shapes of planes stuck at gates covered in snow.
We are ghosts of Christmas and we’re cheered to never get home.


Fa la la la la la la…

Bloodshot and tipsy we flirt between Parchese moves,
Avoiding questions about the relations pictured in wallets.
A touch the hand when peanuts are passed back and forth.
In my eyes I suspect you surmise my love of airports.

The terminal’s quiet as the sick and tired snore and wheeze.
We are the ghosts of Christmas and we have all we need.
We are the ghosts of Christmas and we do not need.


Fa la la la la la la…

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