We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Live at the Red Devil Lounge

by annie bacon & her OSHEN

/
1.
My my my 03:20
My my my, there is no reason here It's clear I'm not myself, but am I someone else? My my my, there is no child to bear Where did that longing go? What if I never know? My my my my my, I don't understand at all Call this what you will, I could be dangerous How could I have thought of this? Walking through sadness, I will protect myself The world demands so much, I will protect myself I will protect myself My my my, you smile from some time else But you are probably me. I'll probably be okay (c) annie bacon
2.
Wind, or rain? Blowing blustering round Deep sounds, around city blocks There are wet tires on Jones Street Loud sounds of engines firing Isolated, lonely sounds Barely outlining the space around my bed Where I lay my head The thought is a feeling The feeling is a lack of feeling The feeling that it's impossible To touch this feeling To be touched at all But there is the thought But there is the thought The feeling's probably not The feeling's probably not The whole story. (c) annie bacon
3.
His silence is a pounding corps of drummers That follows me I duck into the shade of a cottonwood tree Whose leathery leaves are slapping in the wind And I almost forget those other spaces And empty places Til like dusk, or dark, rainclouds, His silence darkens And then the pounding begins again I find my solace alone, in my bed Around my head I position four pillows But my head rests only against the mattress Or on the crook of my arm That way I'll never lay accidentally Across even a rivulet of his fragrance Or even one eyelash He finds his solace against my sobbing Between a woman's hair and neck He buries himself in her hands So he cannot see me Cowering beneath the goose down He's never coming back to me And if he did I'd turn the drummers back on him And walk away (c) annie bacon
4.
Rena Lee 03:34
Rena Lee, please call me Rena Lee, come home tonight Rena Lee, let's marry Rena Lee, let's not fight, oh please Bill, your heart is broken Is that what you really want Bill? I can't come home tonight, you know. Rena I love you You broke my heart Bill, you know I wanted to stay But life doesn't work quite that way Someone else had plans for me When he took my life away Oh, Rena I love you He broke my heart Now I wander the streets without I always will (c) annie bacon
5.
Oh, Sadness 03:13
Oh, Sadness Are you trying to woo me? Away from the one who loves me Oh, Sadness Relentlessly you pursue me Did I make a promise and forget? You know I'm not the type of girl who Would deliberately mislead you Oh, Sadness The reasons are plenty Oh the passion is gone And I'm not getting what I need Oh, Sadness The end is upon us I'm dismantling your Raison d'etre on my shore (c) annie bacon
6.
I saw you in the yard With the scissors at your arm And I know it must be hard Not knowing where it comes from Not knowing why it hurts Why you cry all the time You are from me, you are mine So maybe I should tell you About the time that came before you The women in your line You carry their pain You carry mine You come from Ireland Where the grass grows green and thick Where women make a life Of growing old inside their hunger Being told to ignore The loss of all that's torn asunder Our people starved and struggled We lost our language and our land And though we crossed the wide Atlantic The demons of our lost ways Hitched a ride Turned the tide To drown our sorrows even deeper And all your mothers, all of us We faced a living death Our babies were gone A pain so deep it makes it hard to breath To keep pushing on, and they said "Come now, the past is gone" These pains are yours as well These pains are yours as well You will carry them forward I see it now I see you suffering from a pain You can't explain But I see other things too I see you carrying music in the spirit of them all I see your love of language I see how words are your wide thighs How they hold up your house You have so many questions You'll know so much more than I And though I cannot tell you everything I can say, I know, in time All of this will be okay I can say, I know, in time All of this will be okay (c) annie bacon
7.
If you don't make up your mind I will go out of mine And I will leave you, faster than you can say again What you may or may not do If you won't come back to me I'll be alright, wait and see It won't be the first time, and god knows It won't be the last time It was a wet, fat, heavy one falling Late December and moving fast Passing seconds turn to years And these fantasies never last So you decide if you're out or in We were outside, the grass was wet It may have rained that day And I was wearing My "famous blue raincoat" You were smoking a cigarette Talking of Gabriel Garcia Marquez And watching me sideways While you talked to Jonah It was a wet, fat, heavy one falling Late December and moving fast Passing seconds turn to year And these fantasies never last So you decide if you're out or in Your eyelashes Slender planks I walk them like a fool The deep end I can't swim at this end of the pool I jumped in I thought that you were jumping too Now if you don't make up your mind I will go out of mine And I will leave you, faster than you can say again What you may or may not do (c) annie bacon
8.
It's the same, every time, every place, everywhere I am fine, works on time, no need to complain Then one day I wake and there's No ground beneath my feet On their sticks, on a stage, spinning plates, can't keep up Though I race all around, the plates come crashing down And the sound, the fear of Breaking at whispers I'm so tired (so tired) And wondering Who's gonna hire me next? And how much (how much?) Will they need to know? And how deep (how deep?) Will their searches go? If it's this hard to get to 30, jesus christ, There should be a trophy for this Carrying this fear . . . But I always make it through I always make it through
9.
Your mama 04:23
Your mama came to my house last night She was completely naked and full of fright And your daddy came to my house last night too They asked how long should they stay? I said "I don't care if you never go away" Your sister came to my house last night Crying about some man The man, he came to my house last night too Crying about you They asked how long should they stay? I said "I don't care if you never go away" By the time that your brother arrived And found your family on the couch All curled and huddled in a cuddling puddle The winter sun was peeking out Jesus came to my house last night I said "no thank you, sir, I'm doing alright" He said "please! please! I need somewhere to go" Said "I've been running all night, and I run too slow" He asked how long should he stay I said "stay all night if you're gonna play nice" (c) annie bacon

about

The Thursday night before Christmas Eve; Christmas Eve Eve. We only confirmed the show a few days before, and had no idea whether anyone would come. The opening band never showed and at 9:30p the place was like an abandoned warehouse.

But in the hour before our set, about 50 people showed up and snuggled up close to the stage beaming sweet faces, and I knew it was going to be a good one. The kind of night you're glad you brought the recording gear.

Our bassist Cristian Hernandez had the foresight, knowing that any set with both James Nash and Savannah Jo Lack playing should really be captured for posterity if nothing else.

The beauty of people like James Nash and Savannah Jo Lack are that their mastery uplifts you, which works even better when your rhythm section is like a titanium brick house.

I was buzzing with excitement through this whole set, and am so pleased with how well the recording turned out.

Most of these songs will be appearing on our upcoming, in-process album which will be released in late Spring of 2011.

credits

released February 1, 2011

Annie Bacon, vocals, guitar
James Nash, lead guitar
Savannah Jo Lack, violin
Cristian Hernandez, bass
Arthur McConnell, drums

All songs written by Annie Bacon (ASCAP)

Recorded Live at the Red Devil Lounge
December 23rd, 2010 in San Francisco, California

Mixed & Mastered by Cristian Hernandez
At The Tower Studios
Cover art by Christopher Ross of Arrowpoint Design

license

tags

about

annie bacon & her OSHEN Ann Arbor, Michigan

Annie Bacon is a songwriter musician in Michigan. She aches for a more empathic humanity + her creativity orbits around this. She also composed a Folk Opera.

More at www.anniebacon.me

contact / help

Contact annie bacon & her OSHEN

Streaming and
Download help

Shipping and returns

Redeem code

Report this album or account

If you like annie bacon & her OSHEN, you may also like: