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Chorus Grant's 2014-album Space was praised by critics in his native Denmark and raised eyebrows internationally. Now, five years later, Chorus Grant is back with “Lives”
"Lives" spearheads the newly found inspiration from medieval song that runs through Chorus Grant’s new and coming soundscapes. As Kristian and the band gear up for final album recordings in Copenhagen this summer they release their single “Lives”. The song is an intimate folk-rock song with duelling recorders transporting the listener back hundreds of years to face the roar of a baritone saxophone. Dellusion lurks in the fine spun web of Kristians classical guitar picking as murmurs and ruminations of transition and transformation float above the brooding rhythm section.


released May 15, 2019

Chorus Grant is Kristian Finne Kristensen Produced by Mads Brinch & Kristian Finne Kristensen
Mixed by Nis Bysted, Mads Brinch, Kristian Finne Kristensen
Mastered by Emil Thomsen
Recorded at Sauna Studio, Jam Hit Studio, Brinch Studio, Studio Iversen, and Own Room


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Chorus Grant Copenhagen, Denmark

Chorus Grant is the moniker of Danish singer, guitarist & song-writer Kristian Finne Kristensen.

Kristian is also one half of the duo Cancer along with his buddy Nikolaj Vonsild (also singing in When Saints Go Machine).

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Track Name: Lives
Dull as a butter knife
Leaving a mark on the door over night
Losing our old lives
Ritual lamb how I need your advice

I don’t know what it is you do
The closed off part of me needs the closed part of you

Tiny flame in a lantern of paper
One flew over one fell into the yard
Don’t wanna sleep don’t wanna dream of it either
Tiny flame licked the face of the doll

Dull as a butter knife
Trying to cut through the skin of the hind
Left to my own vice
Slaying a thought as I lay by your side
Now I don’t know what it is you do
The closed off part of me needs the closed part of you

But I don’t know if that’s enough
If that’s enough for us
Other people losing touch with what once meant so much
Nothing left to discuss
In between love and lust
In between dawn and dusk
All that once meant so much
I’m only sure of us
I miss when we were treading water

I’m not finding it out as I go
I’m going if you’re finding out
There are deserts in the ocean too
Still I can barely see the waking light on me
For what you want and what you need I’m treading water

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