Sports & Leisure is a six-piece band from New Orleans, LA. Dubbed a “symphonic indie orchestra” by GoNOLA.com, Sports & Leisure blends indie rock, folk, and pop through multi-textural instrumental arrangements to create a rawly energetic rock-pop sound. Following the release of their "polished, smartly arranged" (Keith Spera, Times Picayune) debut EP, Fitness, in Spring 2013 "what is obvious to many at this point is how Sports & Leisure has quickly managed to match their complex – often jarring – milieu of folk, indie pop and psychedelic miscellanea with an organic tightness and a fantastic level of onstage energy." (Taylor Gray, Barryfest) that transcends their recordings. Like fellow South Louisiana bands Royal Teeth and The Givers, Sports & Leisure truly "come alive on stage" (Chris DiBenedetto, Where Y'at Magazine).
Since forming as a band in January of 2012, Sports & Leisure has shared the stage with such acts as BOMBAY BICYCLE CLUB, SAY ANYTHING, VACATIONER, DARWIN DEEZ, CRYSTAL FIGHTERS, ROYAL TEETH, BABY BEE, THE EASTERN SEA, KOPECKY FAMILY BAND, and the Grammy-Award Winning REBIRTH BRASS BAND.
Lyrics:I think you're sick, and the silent treatment Isn't clearing up the illness you've conceived I had to leave, you know just what you've done And keep doing The sleeping in circles, baby My God how dizzy you must be Well I saw the devil in you And I heard him too In the reasons that you're calling me Just set me free, don't know If I'm asking that Of you or me I know that we don't have to talk But I just don't know why I do When all I hear is the backdrop of The holes in which your lungs and liver dwell Which of my friends you're eying down In some strange attempt at sick revenge to try and make me see what I've been missing And it just might work
Lyrics:I woke you from your sleep To save you from your dreams Or were they distant memories Creeping up from beneath the sheets? I can't stop you, even if I wanted to You've got to go Don't blame you for leaving Won't be begging you to stay When that big wind starts blowing The southern clouds away
Lyrics:Lustily we roamed And I was wrecked alone, Gazing upon a perfect frame. She was counting days, Somewhere in the fade, Caught in an artificial haze. Swallowed by the past Of songs and photographs, An heir that she could barely breathe ...baby, we were three Don't write it off, The frame fades slow, Here we part. I let you go. Jumped into a lake, Soaking up the rays, Me and my holy family Hunting up a thrill, Swallowing the pills And drinking our lonely hearts to sleep. Ragged, laid to waste, Just looking for a taste Of what it was like when we were free ...baby, we were three. So don't write it off, The pain fades slow, Here we part. I let you go. Oh, Oh, Oh I let you go. Wandering across the face of some restless place, that godforsaken wasteland, where we made our home til winter came and buried us in snow. And every night you slept, I would sink into a bottle, I was only trying to hollow out a place where we'd escape that jagged faith, but you found grace in a cafe. Two fallen saints in an alleyway. Reveling in our victory. False sparks ignite in a Midwest sky above to guide us home. And now I surely know, I can't let you go. Oh, oh, oh I can't let you go.
Lyrics:I think I should be asleep Even though its still early But my heavy head's supposing I'd better off asleep Pace the downstairs for a while While up the stairs you rest And I'm thinking I would rather have you Passed out on my chest But that only gets my weary mind to thinking Of the man and places I would rather be And that only brings a morning full of fighting So I'm better off to let you stay asleep Out the front door I now step With no shoes upon my feet And it's only half past ten Still I can't help but to think Someone's broke into my car again Is digging through my things Fantasize about the pain Id cause If I were to catch him So I light a smoke in hopes that it might make me Seem a little tougher than I am And I won't give two shits about the pain that I'd cause To this fellows family and friends
Lyrics:I think Im starting to expect this shit from you Any chance to mend runs out as fast as you do If I had some better tools Id change the knobs on all the doors This little game where you lock me out aint flying with me no more If I had some better tools Id drill this point right home But I cant bring myself to leave No, I cant Searching the pantry for that bottle from New Years Eve Watch horror movies I never could convince you to watch with me And Ill eat so much youd think the hangovers already here And convince myself tomorrow Ill be out of your hair my dear Weve done this dance before and nothing seems to change
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