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BIO

Things have been looking up for Eastern Conference Champions, and they keep on getting better. After parting ways with their major label, ECC embraced their new found independence and got back to work. The trio, consisting of Joshua Ostrander, Greg Lyons and Melissa Dougherty, self-released the “Santa Fe EP” in the Fall of 2009 which was widely received as their best offering to date. They soon realized the joys of being in full control of their music and career. “Every decision comes down to the three of us, just how it should be”, says Ostrander.

The band was originally formed in Bucks County, PA when longtime friends and collaborators Ostrander and Lyons parted ways with their old group, “Laguardia”. They immediately started ECC and began writing material that would become “The Southampton Collection-EP”. After signing with Suretone under the Universal Music Group umbrella, they released their debut record, “Ameritown”. The album was produced by Owen Morris (Oasis, The View) and was a critical success, garnering rave reviews as the band toured the U.S. relentlessly and made an appearance on “Last Call with Carson Daly”. Always ready for the road, ECC criss-crossed the country in their van playing countless shows by themselves and supporting such acts as Black Rebel Motorcycle Club and indie rock legend Black Francis.

While earning well-deserved accolades at home in the States, ECC also turned heads abroad when “Ameritown” was released in the United Kingdom on Island/Fallout. ECC built up a loyal UK fan base and caught the attention of publications such as NME by playing anywhere and everywhere across the pond and even made their name known in Europe by supporting American indie rockers Rogue Wave.

Back from the road and in the studio in their adopted home of Los Angeles, Ostrander and Lyons were lucky enough to meet Dougherty and asked her to contribute some guitar tracks to their latest batch of recordings which became the “Santa Fe EP”. She soon became an integral part of the group and the next phase of ECC was underway. The trio made waves when they were tapped to contribute an exclusive song for the third installment of “The Twilight Saga: Eclipse”. The unsigned act were chosen ahead of more than 400 bands competing for the coveted soundtrack and their song “A Million Miles An Hour” received rave reviews. In April of 2011 they released their full-length record “SPEAK-AHH” and toured America supporting their friends Neon Trees as well as toured their own headlining dates. This fall they’re headed to Europe to tour with The Get Up Kids and are very excited about the many possibilities that lay ahead.

DISCOGRAPHY

released July 17th, 2007

released September 7th, 2009

released December 7th, 2010

to be released April 26th, 2011

LYRICS

Ameritown
Santa Fe
Akustiks
Speak-ahh

Ameritown

Santa Fe

Common Sense
If you ever come down from Mozambique
were gonna strap ya on in to the driving seat
and make a fool of ya
we’ll make a fool of ya
when the engine gives out and starts to quit were gonna break ya on out like the 5 and 10 and make a man of ya
we’ll make a man of ya
Cause I’m all for common sense lord, when cool hands make the decision the options, are we coming, are we coming round to it.
If ya ever get tired of hide and seek ya wanna try your luck down, down across the street, we’ll make time with ya, oh they’ll have a time with ya.
If ya ever get back and want to quit why not try a hands on approach to it, we’ll make room for ya, oh we’ll make room for ya.
Cause I’m all for common sense lord, when cool hands make the decision the options, are we coming, are we coming round to it.

Bloody Bells
Somebody said there’s a car outsde
when I walked to back no one feels like
And I’ll be the first one to tell ya your right but
I cant figure out how these visions got inside your head, they all will make themselves amend
Selling your stocks on the day of the crash is a tactic you learned off your mother’s wrist
And I’ll be the first one to tell ya your right but your in over head and seeing that the night was young when the drinks finally took their hold
Dont go to the river
I just cant decide…
Head to the hills and retreat from your past, ya bury your head and repeat what was said.
Study your hands like they made the design, your pushing your pencil across state lines.
And he’ll be the first one to tell ya he is right, but thin is the man who eats his advice. Somebody said there’s a car outside when I got to the back and realized what was said and done, maybe you will maybe you wont,
maybe it’s time to stop.
Lock the doors and close up shop
cause patience was never us
so let’s go out the way we came in
How bout an “A”
dont dont dont dont dont dont go
Or maybe an “E”
dont dont dont dont dont dont go
Why wont you stay.

Sideways Walking
There’s really no reason why
You and me hitched a ride
And I am walking sideways
You and me in between
We never admit defeat
And I am trying against all odds
You and me have seen defeat
We never skipped a beat
And I am walking sideways
Even on the eastern side
I look them right in the eyes
And I am trying against all odds
That your son will come back home
A little worse then before
When the oceans
Reach into their pockets
And pull out something tragic
That’s when I’ll be honest
That I don’t see the advantage
Of letting go of something
You held on too long to
That’s the part of growing
That I want no part of
There’s really no reason why
You and me hitched a ride
And I am walking sideways
You and me in between
We never admit defeat
And I am trying against all odds
That your son will come back home
A little worse then before
When the oceans
Reach into their pockets
And pull out something tragic
That’s when I’ll be honest
That I don’t see the advantage
Of letting go of something
You held on too long to
That’s the part of growing
That I want no part of

ON/OFF
Well the hands of modern science havent charmed ya, instead they made it easier to lose ya.
And all of history will depend upon ya, the parlor trick to lose your hand and come out on top
Get on, get off, were all in, were all lost.
All in all we all depend upon ya, ya cast a shadow of the strongest muscle.
And given time you will refine the follows, the hand that pulls ya in is never shallow, hollow, give and said.
Get on or get off, were all in, were all lost.
Well the hands of modern science havent charmed ya, instead they made it easier to find ya.
And all of history will depend upon ya, the parlor trick to lose your hand and come out

Silo
It wont be long til the cavalry comes. They saw the smoke signal block out the sun, while you traded your love for a bag full of drugs I will never understand.
But silo take what ya need or the devil will come to seize, SIlo take what ya need or the devil will come and plead your soul.
The heat of the blaze smelled of jasmine and sage. It burned a blue cause the fire was fueled by the light in your eyes it would not subside while you traded in a diamond for size.
But silo take what ya need or the devil will come to seize, SIlo take what ya need or the devil will come and plead your soul.
But silo take what ya need or the devil will come to seize, SIlo take what ya need or the devil will come and plead your soul.
Get on or get off
Get on or get off, were all in, were all lost.

Akustiks

Middle of the Night
My bags are packed and I’m ready, I am leaving soon. I don’t try to pretend that I’m always there for you, but this job doesn’t make sense in the morning light, that’s why we leave in the middle of the night.
You can fuck with the house. You can move what ya like, you can paint the bedroom the color of your eyes. I know you go crazy when your left alone, but I’ll be in a motel sleeping next to the phone.
The hardest part is letting go. But I call ya twenty times a day, just to let you know that I am wrong.
Every truck stop I sit in every road that moves east, these are all indicators that I’ll be gone for weeks. I don’t try to fight it, I don;t try to understand, but I know that I love you and I am not a loving man.
The hardest part is letting go. But I call ya twenty times a day, just to let you know that I am wrong.
My bags are packed and I’m ready, I am leaving soon. I don’t try to pretend that I’m always there for you, but this job doesn’t make sense in the morning light, that’s why we leave in the middle of the night.
The hardest part is letting go. But I call ya twenty times a day, just to let you know that I am wrong.

Bristol Road
You seem like you’ve been drinking and I seem drunk, but I know an unlit road to avoid the cops.
If you keep it under 45 on Bristol Road, it’s a two lane pass where the fuzz just refuse to go.

By the time you hear me, I’ll be on my way back home.
I’m sorry I left ya but there’s no turning back there no.
But it’s been so good to see ya, I hope we don’t let ya down.
But I saw you coming, that’s when I got out of town.

I long for being back home when the fall doesn’t come. Where your dull eyes light up a room with the ease of a look.
I probably made a mistake by coming out west, but I don’t confuse my mistakes with the act of regret.

By the time you hear me, I’ll be on my way back home.
I’m sorry I left ya but there’s no turning back there no.
But it’s been so good to see ya, I hope we don’t let ya down.
But out in the hollows, I’ll follow you, follow around

Summertime
An unexpected optimist, never thought it’d come to this. Eisha, Eisha no.
Well your forever in an hour glass, keeping time to keep the past, Eisha, Eisha no.
For the hungry eyes, I try not to consider. Hungry eyes, I pull myself together. Hungry eyes, won’t feel like this forever.
I’m trying to keep my nose clean, my heart is pure like the summertime.

Well were hiding out beneath your dress, figuring out the consequence, oh Eisha, Eisha no.
The hurricane that brought you home, the ocean air will do ya good, Eisha, Eisha no.
For the hungry eyes, I try not to consider. Hungry eyes, I pull myself together. Hungry eyes, won’t feel like this forever.
I’m trying to keep my nose clean, my heart is pure like the summertime.

The history of falling stars, a chemist in an open bar, the times you managed to get by to separate the eastern night, the trouble that I always find to catch myself within the light, I promise not to promise but I will promise The hungry eyes, I try not to consider. Hungry eyes, I pull myself together. Hungry eyes, won’t feel like this forever.
I’m trying to keep my nose clean, my heart is pure like the summertime.

Speak-ahh

ATTICA. I PULLED MYSELF INTO THE RAIN AND I WASHED OFF EVERY SIN I MADE, COMBED MY FACE AND CUT A SMILE AND TRIED NOT TO COMPLAIN WHILE I HAD ONE HAND IN THE PIT OF PHILLY AND ONE EYE ON THAT EMERALD CITY I HAVE MADE A FEW MISTAKES BUT THESE ARE MY MISTAKES TO MAKE FOR ATTICA, I HEAR YA COMING FOR ME. I DONT KNOW WHERE YOU COME FROM BUT AROUND HERE WHEN SOMEONE GIVES UP, WE DONT SPEAK NOR TO REMIND THEM WE STICK TO THE CODE OF SILENCE. A BROKEN BOTTLE ON A STUBBORN BROW OR A FIELD DRESS IN AN OPEN CROWD, THEY CUT HIM FROM HIS HEAD TO TOE BUT THEY COULD NOT TAKE HIS LOVE FOR YOU AND ATTICA. I HEAR YA COMING FOR ME. SPARE ME THE DEATH OF A THOUSAND STABS AND JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU HADENT PLANNED. I DONT MAKE MUCH MONEY THESE NIGHTS AND YOU DONT SEEM TO SMILE LIKE I REMEMBER YOU AS A LITTLE KID WITH YOUR AUTUMN HAIR IN THE SUMMER WIND. THE SEASONS CHANGED LIKE A DISGUISE BUT ILL BE WAITING EVER NIGHT. ATTICA. I HEAR YOU COMING FOR ME.

HELL OR HIGH WATER. COME HELL OR HIGH WATER, THE FORMER ASKED THE LATTER “HOW IT STARTS”. “WHEN THE SUN MAKES ITS SURRENDER, THATS WHEN WE MAKE OUR MOVE ACROSS THE EARTH”. SO I PULLED MYSELF TOGETHER AND I THREW MY FINEST SUIT INSIDE MY CAR. THE MARK I LEFT UPON THIS WORLD WERE CIGARETTE BUTTS STREWN ACROSS THE FLOOR. THE MARK I MADE UPON THIS WORLD WERE CIGARETTE BUTTS STREWN ACROSS THE FLOOR. I CUT MY TEETH ON ROCK AND ROLL DOWN SURFACE STREETS AND AVENUES OF GOLD. THE BOYS WE KNOW OF ILLINOIS, YOUR VOICES ARE STILL RINGING IN MY EARS. THE VULTURES THAT DESCENDED ON THE UNDEFENDED POWDERS ON THE MIRROR. I WILL FOLLOW YOU WHEREVER YOU WILL GO. ALL I CAN SAY IN DEFENSE IS MAYBE WE SHOULD HAVE TAKEN THE CHANCE, I GUESS YOU WERE RIGHT. “GIMMIE SOME MORE OF THOSE HOUSE HOLD DRUGS THAT WE CAN AFFORD”, THE BOYS AND GIRLS RELENTLESSLY ARE SCREAMING FROM THEIR LUNGS. “GIMMIE SOME MORE OF THOSE HOUSE HOLD DRUGS THAT WE CAN AFFORD”, THE BOYS AND GIRLS RELENTLESS MAKE A B LINE TOWARDS THE EXIT STREETS. FOR THE COMPANY OF THE ONES THEY KEEP. ALL I CAN SAY IN DEFENSE IS MAYBE WE SHOULD OF TAKEN THE CHANCE AND I GUESS YOU WERE RIGHT. ALL THAT WE CAN DEFEND LATELY, ALL THAT CAN CHANGE WITH THE WIND. MAYBE ITS TIME.

HURRICANE. YOU THINK YOU KNOW ME WELL, FROM THE LOOKS I CAN TELL I MUST BE HITTING A NERVE. ALL SIDES SO SWELL. ANOTHER REASON TO FIND, I MUST BE KILLING SOME TIME, I THINK YOU KNOW YOU CAN COUNT ME IN FOR FIVE. I HEAR IT COMING, IT SOUNDS LIKE A HURRICANE. IN THE LUNGS OF THE SUN, WHERE A BREATH WEIGHS A TON, YOU THOUGHT YOU KNEW ALL ALONG, BETS ON, BETS OFF. ANOTHER REASON TO HIDE, YOU MUST BE KILLING SOME TIME, YOU THOUGHT YOU KNEW ALL ALONG, BETS ON, BETS OFF. I HEAR IT COMING, IT SOUNDS LIKE A HURRICANE. I HEAR IT COMING, THE WINDS ARE PARTING, IT SOUNDS LIKE A HURRICANE.

BULL IN THE WILD. FOLLOW ME FUTURE SONS, IM IN THE CORNER WATCHING THE BUSY OF YOUR EYES. WANTING, PULLING AND PEALING A FEELING OF PIECE AND TIME IM IN THE CORNER WATCHING THE DIZZY OF DESIGN. THE BUSY OF YOUR EYES TO THE SIDE OF A CREASE ON THE EDGE OF A SMILE, ON THE TIPS OF THE TONGUES OF THE YOUTH IN THE NIGHT. ALL THE KINGS AND THE QUEENS AND PRINCES WERE RIGHT. IM A BULL IN THE WILD ON A MIDSUMMER NIGHT. CALLING ME MONA LISAS SON IM IN THE CORNER WATCHING THE BUSY OF YOUR EYES.

PATIENCE. HOW WAS I TO KNOW. WHAT MAKES ONE SURRENDER AND JUST WHAT WILL LET EM GO. TWO BY TWO FOREVER CANT AFFORD A SIMPLE TOLL. IF I LOST MYSELF ITS WHAT IM LOOKING FOR, WHEN ALL I NEEDED WAS PATIENCE. FIND ME WHERE YOU WANT, WHERE THE DARKEST NIGHTS MAKES FOR THE BRIGHTEST STARS. WHEN THE MOUNTAINS SHAKE ITS YOU THAT SHOOK EM DOWN. IF I LOST MYSELF ITS WHAT IM LOOKING FOR, WHEN ALL I NEEDED WAS PATIENCE.

HOW LONG. HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN LOOKING FOR ANSWERS, WERE YOU PLANNING ON GOING FOR, TIL THE TRUTH IS UPON YA, TIL THE OCEANS MEET THE SUN. HOW YOU GONNA FIGURE OUT IF YOU DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO THE INBETWEENERS AND THE RESTLESS WHO ARE COMING AT YA. HOW LONG, HAVE YOU BEEN WAITING FOREVER, WITH THE CREATURES OF COMFORT, I SURE HOPE WE CAN JOIN WHERE THE OCEANS MEET THE SUN. HANDS TO SIDE OF THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT WITH THE PEACE OF THE FIRE IS WHAT I NEED, COME TO ME THIS EVENING LET ME SEE WHAT IVE BEEN NEEDING. HOW YOU GONNA FIGURE OUT IF YOU DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO THE INBETWEENERS AND THE RESTLESS WHO ARE COMING AT YA, COME INTO THE OCEAN LET ME FEEL FOR THE COMING TIDES, IM WIDE OPTIMISTIC BUT I NEVER THOUGHT ID HAVE THE TIME. HOW LONG.

OFFKILTER. FUMBLING FINGERS THAT BREACH THROUGH THE SPEAKERS AND LEAVE US WITH MOVING TONGUES, YOU AND I WILL NEVER WORK. COME THROUGH THE CEILING THE HEAT OF YOU LEAVING THE FINGERS ARE POINTING HOME. YOU AND I WILL NEVER WORK. IF LOVE IS EASY ILL BREAK YOUR HEART. FEEDING THE FATHOM THE WHOLE TOWN WAS LAUGHING, THE FINGERS WERE POINTING HOME, YOU AND I WILL NEVER WORK. IF LOVE IS EASY ILL BREAK YOUR HEART.

SUNSHINE. BEEN WAITING ON THE SUNSHINE IF IM IN YOUR ARMS. THE CLOSEST I GET IS THE AFTERGLOW. THE CONSEQUENCE I FEEL IS IN YOUR HANDS, ITS ON MY MIND ALL THE TIME. THE SOULLESS I FEEL IF IM IN YOUR ARMS, THE FINEST HOUR IS NOW UPON US ALL, THE CHOSEN FEW, ALL THE TIME. ON MY MIND. SOUL, WHERE HAVE YOU GONE. THE COMING TIDES WILL WASH YOU. WHEN THE SEA LINE COMES, IM WAITING FOR THE END. ITS LIKE THIS ALL THE TIME. ITS ON MY MIND. ALL THE TIME. SOUL, WHERE HAVE YOU GONE.

ATLAS. WHEN YOU COME AROUND ILL BE PUNCH DRUNK, ILL BE THROWING FISTS AROUND LIKE ITS MY JOB, ILL BE BLEEDING FROM MY NOSE. YOUR NOT SURPRISED BY ME NO MORE. WHEN YOU COME AROUND ILL BE UP TOP ILL BE SMOKING CIGARETTES AND CHECKING ON THE PLANES THAT FLY ABOVE BUT YOUR NOT AS HOPELESS AS YOU SEEM. YOUR NOT AS HOPELESS AS YOU PLEAD. YOUR NOT AS HOPELESS AS YOU LET ON, YOUR NOT AS LET ME KNOW.

WHERE FROM HERE. WHERE. WHERE FROM HERE. MILES AWAY. MILES RETRACT FROM THE COMING PAIN. THE MORE WE TRY THE LESS WE SEE, THE MORE OF YOU THE LESS OF ME. WERE NOT DONE WHEN WE FOLD. WEVE PUT TIME ENOUGH TO KNOW. YOUR BETTER OFF ON YOUR OWN WHEN YOU LOSE THE ONE YOU LOVE. WHERE. WHERE FROM HERE. MILES AWAY. MILES SUBTRACT FROM THE COMING PAIN. THE MORE WE TRY THE LESS WE SEE, THE MORE OF YOU THE LESS OF ME. WERE NOT DONE WHEN WE FOLD. WEVE GOT ARMS TO REACH THE SUN. YOUR BETTER OFF ON YOUR OWN WHEN YOU LOSE THE ONE YOU LOVE.

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