Last of the big time spenders 

(2014)
Better Days
Everyone And No One
I Know How I Feel About You
A Guy Who Isn't Home
Is This All There Is
A Beautiful Day
Drinking In The Moonlight
Long I Know
World Go Rolling By


For the first record of my thirties, I wanted to make something that spoke to adulthood and the changing times. I'd recorded my four previous records with full bands, often times in three or four days. I felt that this approach sometimes masked the subtleties of my writing and didn't always play to my strengths as a singer. On this record, attention to detail was key.

I wanted "Better Days" to sound like a Motown rehearsal. I used the nylon string guitar because I felt it conveyed more nuance than simply "folk", and I think we evoked some baroque chamber music sounds on "Beautiful Day" and some Barcelona cafe jam on "A Guy Who Isn't Home". It's the shortest record I've made so far, and for the first time I actually cut tracks I didn't think met the standard I'd set. For me, making this record was an exercise in self-criticism.



LYRICS

Better Days
Well, I won't let you down,
And I won't mess around,
There will be better days,
Better Days will come.

Trust in me, shed no tear,
Dread no scene, show no fear,
There will be better days,
Better days will come.

'Cause I won't let you lay,
Through the dark of the day,
And I won't go away, oh no.

I will hold you long,
Till the leaves are all gone,
And the strong winter winds blow.

See the sun sinking fast,
Feel the great shadow cast,
There will be better days,
Better days will come.

Let yourself no be blamed,
Know no grief, feel no shame,
There will be better days,
Better days will come.

'Cause I won't let you lay,
Through the dark of the day,
And I won't go away, oh no.

I will hold you long,
Till the leaves are all gone,
And the strong winter winds blow.

I will hold you long,
Till the leaves are all gone,
And the strong winter winds blow cold.


Everyone and No One.
Mothers dressed in the height of latest fashion,
White boys dreaming of five minutes of fame,
You tell me how your driven to distraction,
Everyone and no one is to blame.

I believed you when you told me you were lying,
How you were all so caught up in the game,
How your two-bit acquaintance was conspiring,
Everyone and no one is the same.

I made a formal complaint with the county,
I'm in too deep and going nowhere fast,
The dregs of society surround me,
Everyone and no one finish last.

Swamese and confidence men mingle,
Alcoholics stumble through the day,
A railroad man is tipping me single,
Everyone and no one has to pay.

Everyone and no one,
Everyone and no one,
Everyone and no one.

Clearly your daughter's on the prowl,
Strange how she already flew the coop,
I saw her trading faces with a scoundrel,
Everyone and no one's in the loop.

Suicidal middle shoolers,
Empathetic actors in the fray,
Soon to be charismatic rulers,
Everyone and no one says ok.

I brought used electronics to the factory,
I send a correspondence through the post,
I'm waiting but they haven't gotten back to me,
Everyone and no one matter most.

But I've got whiskey and religion,
And you've got a piece of the pie,
But I'm telling you with tears and with conviction,
Everyone and no one wonders why.

Everyone and no one,
Everyone and no one,
Everyone and no one.


I Know How I Feel About You.
I don't know how I feel about music,
It's like I am lost in the cue,
'Cause everyone wants to do it,
And everyone wants to be new,
So maybe I ought to refuse it,
And go find something else that is true,
I don't know how I feel about music,
But I know how I feel about you.

I don't know how I feel about whiskey,
Though it's such a companion to who,
Does embark on a life that is risky,
And is shrouded in lonliness too,
But at daybreak I'm tortured and sickly,
When at the night the sweet fires I imbue,
I don't know how I feel about whiskey,
But I know how I feel about you.

And we pay for these trifles in tandem,
And we moan as the idlers do,
And we suffer our setbacks at random,
Though we're still of the luckiest few,
And we live amongst discarded cargo,
And sorrow where hope once grew,
I don't know how I feel about tomorrow,
But I know how I feel about you.

So scrape out your horn of plenty,
And seek out your last resort,
I'll never again be twenty,
And my life it may even be short,
But when angels or demons come get me,
I think back on all that I knew,
I don't know how I'll feel about my memory,
But I know how I'll feel about you.

Yes, I know how I'll feel about you.


A Guy Who Isn't Home.
I looked at my reflection in the mirror,
Just to see that I was home,
The conclusion that I came to wasn't clear,
But by then I had moved on,
Down around the shadows by the pier,
Where the sailors come and go,
And I started down the road of stolen glances,
Where the late night movies show.

By midnight I'll wandering on the corners,
Of a bad neighborhood,
Vaguely in search of feeling nothing,
'Cause nothing feels good,
By docks that held a thousand bales of cotton,
And Carribean rum,
Abandoned to decay now and forgotten,
To the tides that rise to them.

I must say it adds something to my travels,
To be traveling alone,
No one could prove for certain I'd a witness,
At the bar or hotel room,
And there upon the chair next to the table,
In the room beneath a dome,
In a black coat and boater,
Is the picture of a guy who isn't home.


Is This All There Is?
I was alone and terrified by the midnight in my soul,
By the burning bush and the blushing bride on the night I lost control,
I said, "mister, let me ask you (while these last few take their toll),
Is this all there is, is this all there is, is this all there is to know?"

"I road out on the howling wind and slept out on the shore,
I walked along the road of sin and knocked on heaven's door,
But I have no way of knowing what I am going toward,
Is this all there is, is this all there is, is this all there my Lord?"

"I loved a fair young woman in the springtime of my year,
But that was all so long ago and far away from here,
And I recall the last thing was her asking through a tear,
Is this all there is, is this all there is, is this all there is my dear?"

"When Noah walked on dry land he drank his fill of wine,
It gave him blood shot eyes and it strangled up his mind,
How could that thing happen to the father of mankind?
Is this all there is, is this all there is, is this all there is to find?"

So I cried out my question, but the lesson was to be,
For him to give his blessing as we parted company,
And for late into the evening me to sing this melody,
Is this all there is, is this all there is, is this all there is for me?


Beautiful Day.
Otto and Ramie and Clarence,
Were all of them staying till two,
None of them wanting for marriage,
All of them waiting for you,
And tomorrow you'll say that I too was there,
(But what did I know and how could I dare),
But they'll see by the way that you look that you care,
'Cause your stare will tell them you do.

Now, I met Celeine at a party,
Where nobody thought to agree,
That the only one there who was pretty,
Was the only one there who was she,
And as the moon glowed on the rooftops and road,
And the whiskey flowed into me,
The only one seen not to pounce or to preen,
Was Celeine who stayed sweet as can be.

Now, all of the tables were fastened,
And all of the glasses arranged,
But no one would go through the kitchen,
To the room where the master was hanged,
By a thread that he kept by the bed where he slept,
And stared out into the rain,
Because no one was sure when they came throught the door,
Just who was demure or insane.

And I was awake in the morning,
And it looked like a beautiful day,
A man on the street gave a whislte,
And the sun gave a beautiful ray,
I'd seen Celeine last night my dream,
She was keeping the dark clouds away,
And when she woke up at last,
And I told her she laughed,
And said she had nothing to say.


Drinking In The Moonlight.
She'll never leave me drinking in the moonlight,
She'll never leave me broken and alone,
Though all along the pier the ghosts are braying,
And praying for the water from the stone.

The night is falling grim along the hedges,
The wind is blowing strong and growing cold,
The river's flowing deep into the eddies,
And rolling over tall and open falls.

And violins are crying out together,
In mourning for their grief they did atone,
But she'll never leave me drinking in the moonlight,
And she'll never leave me broken and lone.

I got so many strings holding me to tether,
And whether on the beach or on the road,
There's just no way that I could live without her,
I doubt she'll ever know just what I owed.

And maudlin berrers stall the wisps of daybreak,
And their leash is on a beast that yet to've flown,
But she'll never leave me drinking in the moonlight,
And she'll never leave me broken and alone.

She'll never leave me drinking in the moonlight,
And she'll never leave me broken and alone.


Long I Know.
I won't be gone long I know,
Say for me my word was so,
Know from me our love will grow.

I won't be gone long I know,
Feel me as the winds that blow,
See me as the great rainbow.

Hey Louise, you're new I see,
Have your next two rounds on me,
I myself drink straight whiskey.

You'll pay all your dues in years,
Waiting till your train appears,
Trading all your hopes for fears.

I won't be gone long I know,
Steal your demon's cries down low,
Keep your angel's gold halo.

See them mingling on the dock,
The church bell rings six o'clock,
Red lights shine all down the block.

I won't be gone long I know,
Keep my dinner on the stove,
Keep in mind this tale I wove.

I won't be gone long I know,
I won't be gone long I know,
I won't be gone long I know.


World Go Rolling By.
I've been down by the Brooklyn bridge,
I learned my secret heritage,
I saw myself at the pearly gates,
With cause to mourn and celebrate,
I won the love of a lovely gal,
I drank the wine by the old canal,
But I'm alone beneath the sky,
And I watch the world go rolling by.

I've been in peril on the sea,
And on the second balcony,
I've been thrown into the face,
Of both glory and disgrace,
And in this place I call my home,
Things have changed and the thrill is gone,
And so I breath another sigh,
And watch the world go rolling by.

The things I've lost are all I have,
That is my curse, my golden calf,
But only half of everything,
That midnights bode and mornings bring,
And what is left is in your eyes,
And what I don't yet realize,
And that is true and that is why,
I watch the world go rolling b
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