Rock Insider
I've found that even though I am miles away from home I can't stop listening to Thailand....It wasn't until the band sent me their album in the mail this past week that I was able to really get a feel for the amazing upbeat synth infused pop tunes....This pop masterpiece was self-recorded in an Echo Park bedroom/rehearsal studio and mastered by Dave Cooley (Silversun Pickups, JDilla, Long Distance Runner). Motorcade is a truly wonderful and just plain fun record. "This Officer's Life" could easily be a KROQ classic within a matter of weeks.

Muzzle of Bees
It's easy to get caught up in hyperbole with a band that blows you away after only a couple of listens, but this album is a supreme pleasure.

Shameless Complacency
Motorcade is essentially 13 tracks of grade-A synth-pop....I highly recommend you pick up this album; if Thailand can make an album this good with such little resources, I can't imagine what they could do when fully equipped.

Berkeley Place
This is music that is uncategorizable, jumping from hard n' heavy riffs to electronica, featuring both female and male vocal tracks, going from Wire-type punk, through Human League synth-driven pop, and ending at late '80s-early '90s britpop....I guess overall they'd be called either synthpop or indie electronica, but who the heck cares. This is a fantastic album. There's so many cuts that could and should easily become blogosphere and college-radio hits.

Mars Needs Guitars
Motorcade is Thailand's debut release and it is a gem. Every song bubbles with synth pop goodness, clever lyrics and Linquist's vocals call to mind Malkmus or even at times Bowie.

Obscure Sound
Synth-pop, rock, punk, and even blues are present styles, clumping Thailand into an enjoyably limited category of artists who have the capacity to involve several genres without the range causing a substantial clutter....Linquist and Roark seem content and at home in their own stylistic world of synths and guitars. They should, too, as Motorcade is a remarkably enjoyable album; one of the most fulfilling debuts of the year.

All That She Surveys
—their December release Motorcade is a strong debut....none of it is music to be listened to sitting down, or in sweatpants, in any case: it demands glitter somewhere.

TSURURADIO
Got a wonderful new obsession in the mail the other day, Motorcade by Thailand. Flooding my ears with infectious bass lines and synth, this album's been on repeat for the past day.

Passion of the Weiss
—Thailand balance their polished 80s sound with bursts of Punk Rock energy, at times reminiscent of the Buzzcocks or The Thermals. The set was short, sweet and incredibly catchy. With their debut LP, Motorcade recently completed, it probably won't be long before the labels come hunting.

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Thailand
Motorcade

1 Strong Like (Summer) Lightning
2 Ocean of Fire
3 This Officer's Life
4 Come on, Tiger
5 Valley Vista
6 Marine Layer
7 Mass Beating
8 Here Comes Repetition
9 The Obscuratory
10 Bergerac
11 The Magic Art
12 The Long Jet
13 Prime Numbers

Marc Linquist: vocals, guitars, synths, programming
Staci Roark: synths, vocals, melodica, percussion

Recorded, produced and mixed by Thailand for the better part of 2006 in an Echo Park bedroom and The Woods rehearsal space, Los Angeles, California. Mastered by Dave Cooley.

Special thanks to Bill Green, Daniel Goldblatt, Adrianna Granville, Eddie Random, Russell Sanzgiri, our families and friends. In memory of Allyn Lynn.

CD design: Bill Green Studios (with drawings by Marc and Staci)

All songs BMI by Linquist or Linquist/Roark
(c) and (p) 2006 Thailand

Strong Like (Summer) Lightning
Did I have to ratchet up now Test all your strength tonight What's the chemical that helps blind our gaze The chemicals work every time Let there be a change I'll deliver change Offer shades of sanity but no change in the light The hot light the pretty light Let's see those changes I promise you girl I promise to be strong like lightning I promise you because… I promise to be strong like summer lightning If I have to blow the system make ours an electric cause 'Cause it's a hard thing love in the mind of a moderator in this agitated culture I promise you girl I promise to be strong like summer lightning I promise you girl I promise to be strong like lightning Can you see a crack of light It's a long way off Can you see a fresh dawn It's a long way off I hope you see a big change not this lonely lowly low heart Such a shame

Ocean Of Fire
It's eleventh hour in a joyless cause You were oh so nothing like me boy Gorged on the muse the ghostly young man on his knees in the yard begs for an eyeful Boy are you gonna try Boy are you gonna try Fall into the ocean of fire Don't come to me 'til you're dry We suffer for love Now we've heard it all before declare your love and your love will suffer So he slinks off into the vapor No he's coming back for redress haunting trees in the evening Careful to watch as her transport comes and the air is rich there's a fire So he loosens his tie and as Lucifer comes in her bedroom one night over and done Well I know how hard you try Boy are you gonna try I've seen how hard you try for love Boy are you gonna try Boy are you gonna try Fall into the ocean of fire Fall into the ocean of fire We suffer for love

This Officer's Life
He sees the phantom down in the hall He hears commanders hears the commander call Hear the commander call Taste blood down in the bunker There was a doctor who was a godless man He was a godless man This officer's life all blessings and menace He play the rhumba down at the club He sees a wife he sees her wearing white She was wearing white This officer's life all blessings and menace Said it's a go yeah it's a go Just take the picture want to remember Just take the picture want to remember

Come on, Tiger
Decked in a gray striped jacket The dream don't hang around I just black out Feel like I'm missing my feet I'm a tranquilized beast in a sleep Tiger what have you done now I see those ghosts packed in the hall and everyone is so far gone I feel like giving you a fight I need to love myself like it's a religion Tiger come have a vision a twenty-twenty future vision Come on tiger have a vision a twenty-twenty future vision I see half a life down I see those ghosts lining in the hall every one a wrong I've done This shitty life's a sugar hill now I used to run around while the plan was good the days were long It wasn't me who led you on They said I couldn't conquer you It's a shame doesn't matter now I'm a little older and getting older Come on tiger have a vision a twenty-twenty future vision Come on tiger have a vision a twenty-twenty future vision I'm so sorry for all those wasted years We part It's not to sell out I just want to get off off off Tiger have a vision a twenty-twenty future vision of me Come on now tiger let go those raindrops

Valley Vista
A kiss with the lip gloss was the last lie that was worthwhile Away you go and you don't return You managed to trace the sun back It slants through here like a broken sword and you're a broken man Don't come over 'til you're overjoyed Don't give me none of that angry noise You took it hard you took it wrong Give up the ghost and you march right on yeah you march right on A kiss with the lip gloss was the last lie that was worthwhile Away you went you don't return Don't come over 'til you're overjoyed Don't give me none of that angry noise

Marine Layer
Dizzy in the haze I'm living for the day we blow up Still it's in the meantime shit I'm gonna show up 'Cause I still care y'know I still care for all ya Methinks there's too much motion I think we're getting close to the ocean Chopper in the air there's a chopper in the air chasing chase scenes through marine layer It takes a little something takes a good son to be a Baghdad boy I think we're getting close to the ocean 'cause I can smell the blood I think we're getting close to the ocean I can smell the blood

Mass Beating
Fun! Isn't the city fun? The gentle haze and the drops of sun Fun isn't the city fun The gentle haze and the drops of sun I was twenty-one in my call it a dream I was thirty-one last I felt a thing We all sign on for the mass beating and we wake up in thirty-some years We all line up for the mass beating and we wake up in thirty-nine years Fun! Isn't the city a lot of fun? The trenchant haze and the shards of sun Isn't the city fun The trenchant haze the shards of sun I'll be eighty-one when they come calling come collect me from the morgue in the motorcade We all sign on for the mass beating and we wake up in thirty-odd years We all line up for the mass beating and we suffer sixty years later We all join arms for the mass beating and we come back in sixty years A sudden feeling oh god no and it's all the same lately All my fears become a valentine I took the time to waste took the time to waste General it was a long time now I'm here to stay I'm here to stay (believe)

Here Comes Repetition
If I were electric if I were a prophet five more years we'd blow up and light the skies ignite the skies All my weathered systems dull my intuition Here comes repetition to settle down settle down dust to ground I'm inclined to take the comfort in a basement life We're not ourselves lost in summertime drowsing in hot apartments Here comes repetition here comes repetition Settle in for the ignition settle in for the ignition Sparks a life Settle in realize we're on fire Settle in realize we're on fire Once I had a vision sweet electric vision Burn up these decisions burn it all and go Started a fire Settle in realize we're on fire Settle in realize we're on fire Here comes repetition here comes repetition here comes repetition

The Obscuratory
Always a scene under the hills Oh it's obscured by the absurd and now I'm getting ill Always a scene beneath the hills and now obscured by the absurd and now I'm getting ill From where I'm standing now it's only fractured windows From where I'm standing now it's only smoke and pixels Call off All the baubles in the heaven they aren't necessary Strip the violence from the love it isn't necessary From where I'm standing now it's only fractured windows From where I'm standing now it's only smoke and pixels Call off

Bergerac
I wasn't ready for this I wasn't ready It wasn't like this in the eighties Lost children all these lost children sweet little pathogens They like the uniform they like the uniform they live on drama and chloroform Making capsules and popping capsules they see the world in night vision They drink our blood they drink our blood they drink our blood we drink the Bergerac They drink our blood they sugar our blood they package our blood we drink the Bergerac Attack! Attack the Kansas madrassas Attack the deus ex shock 'n' awes Attack with reason and some goodness hope missile F1-11 The emperors walk among us now no Brooks suit no Civil Row stark naked stark naked with the face of a smirking savior They drink our blood they drink our blood they drink our blood we drink the Bergerac They drink our blood they sugar our blood they package our blood we drink the Bergerac

The Magic Art
Bleeding with leeches now we're doing it for fun out in the dirty sun You wanna chop off my head and run? Then chop off my head and run Just chop it off Now we switch ridges now we switch minds I can take the riches and you can take this heart You wanna catch me? That's the magic art You wanna catch me that's the magic art What's the use in making nice in this aggressive nation this makeshift spaceship hurtling for the ocean Bottom feeders are waiting You wanna live along product lines? Then live along product lines Now we switch ridges now we switch minds I can take the riches and you can take this heart You wanna catch me? That's the magic art You wanna catch me that's the magic art

The Long Jet
Pretty slant of light the vultures light on my shoulders Like a plastic molded soldier I'm stuck in mid-thrust and this old DC this old craft's spinning down Radio breakup can't hear the tower Radio breakup radio breakup radio breakup We may crack up In this atmosphere we're going to explode In this atmosphere we're going to explode But we don't mind the long jet don't mind the long jet don't mind adoring it don't mind adoring it Out the window fair auroras beyond the pale light and I'm frozen like the archer But we don't mind the long jet don't mind the long jet don't mind adoring it don't mind adoring it Don't mind ignoring us we're stuck in mid-thrust Don't mind ignoring signs we're stuck in middle-life Look at the countryside at all the great sights It's all a dirty grid it's all a gravesite It's all a menticide a menticidal limbo Look at the pilot now he's dancing in the aisles Look at the pilot now he's dancing in the aisle

Prime Numbers
I'm sick to death sick of the deaths sick of the mounting tallies Rouse me when it's over we'll fucking bounce from this valley There's a cold calculus they compartmentalize They claim a dark vision but we got the bright eyes We're prime numbers Push out the anger push out the anger Facts and real life now one and the same no more division This long division left us uneven left us uneven We're prime numbers I know I've been conned I won't be again no I know I've been conned I won't be again no Tell me one good truth and then let me go Tell me one good truth and then let me go