Out of Town Men & Women

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released September 28, 2015

produced and recorded by Jacob Blumberg and Zubin Hensler
mixed and mastered by Jacob Blumberg
all songs written by ian mclellan davis
arranged with everyone on the record
Katie Vogel: vocals
Renata Zeiguer: vocals
Angelica Bess: vocals
ian mclellan davis: guitar, keys, vocals
Martin Nevin: bass
Jason Burger: drums, percussion
Zubin Hensler: trumpet, electronics
brass arrangements by ian mclellan davis
brass parts played by The Westerlies
The Westerlies are:
Zubin Hensler: trumpet
Riley Mulherkar: trumpet
Andy Clausen: trombone
Willem DeKoch: trombone
cover art by: ian mclellan davis
special thanks to Tristan Cooley who played some beautiful flute that I didn't record well enough.
special thanks to Jason Burger who made many thoughtful decisions in crafting these songs.
special thanks to Meghan Forbes for the creation of the name.

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Track Name: Good Life
i am taking my own advice
and i'm working to lock down a good life
i am sure it will be hard to find because
we're only here for a short time but i'm gonna try to find it

gonna look past the lies we're told
that a body is worth its weight in fool's gold
that nobody's breaking their back for me
what is debt to whom do i owe whatever i owe?

stay sharp to see wrong from right
but decisions aren't always made in black and white
and what goes around comes back around to us
although money and power change hands
the hands don't change
Track Name: Things Fall Apart
all good things fall to pieces
we trust what we believe in
time takes the weary by surprise
and holds on as it goes by

almighty youth and beauty
set into thankless duty
each day accelerates anew
faster and faster
a fraction of what came
a drop in the bucket

age infects us all
no vaccine or remedy
will slow the symptoms down
so graciously we must
face the inevitable
all things break down

all good things fall to pieces
before our eyes believe it
time takes the meager by the throat
and drags down in a death grip

hopeful and bright-eyed young men
become what came before them
time taints a sanguine point of view
darker and darker
hearts harder than stone
a fraction of what came

born a blank slate broken over time
Track Name: Signal to Noise
come and taste the sweet away from home
out on your own
good and bad will come
how can a good man find what he wants
amidst the wicked and the dumb
lo and behold
he must help himself
opulent world where options are endless

signal to noise
the ratio
got to sift through the mud
to get to the gold
oh signal to noise

newspapers and magazines and such
fine little-known
little landscapes of
people and places
here and abroad
are buried by the weight of such
quick irony
everywhere i see
pictures of faces
numbers of thumbs

signal to noise
the ratio
got to sift through the mud
to get to the gold
oh signal to noise

fiber-optic blood veins
subterranean pulse
a central nervous system
beneath the soil
dvd's and cat food anyplace anytime
behold the end result of evolution's grind
call it what you want to
open access and such
hard to tell if its strength in the margins
or a top-down, meta lie to sell us stuff

signal to noise
the ratio
got to sift through the mud
to get to the gold
oh signal to noise
Track Name: To Taste the Light
brother brother easy on the intake try
to curb the rate of dependence
before it gets the best of you
and breaks you down

mercy mercy every morning look and find
a heart afloat in pickle juice
a plight of desperation
as we helpless come

to taste the light
sharp as the sun
the gift that gives to everyone
mysterious
a strange device

so it goes that happiness is hard to find
and harder to hold onto
if you want to get it when you want it
find a source

holy holy holes in cheeks and bloodshot eyes
rotten teeth and liver
rotten disposition
lazy river suicide

to taste the light
sharp as the sun
the gift that gives to everyone
mysterious
a strange device

please try to give it up and get it right
and kick the habit over night
deliver our eyes
from a sad sight to a self made one

we pray every day and every night
to let him live and see the light
and lose his taste for
the cheap, quick, and the synthesized

to taste the light
sharp as the sun
the gift that gives to everyone
mysterious
a strange device