The Wild Of Town

by Dane Terry

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1.
Rough Weather I was young when first I felt the change Magnetic sky, everything was electric pink My mother she came, she carried me back to the house But I kept my eyes on the spinning clouds And I, I’ve been waiting my whole life For rough weather, for rough weather Liquid visions of a future run like a river through my mind Even now I see what will come to be In a blacked-out gas station aisle, right after The Fall I can see us all, we’re laying down tall And you, you’ve been waiting your whole life too For rough weather, for rough weather All around we see the flash of goggled eyes And hear the sound of tiny new machines We hold our breath because they can see our heat Red flowers blooming on their tiny screens You are so brave but almost none of us get out I hear my name, I follow the sound Your leg is a bloody knot of tendon and bone You tell me to run but you know that I won’t We both, we’ve been waiting our whole lives For rough weather, for rough weather Yeah we both, been waiting our whole lives For rough weather
2.
Have you ever been out west? Because I've spent some time in the high in the high I once killed a dear and where he fell I took him apart on his heart the shine of a right life another dream boy in the dark I think he thought I'd be afraid to live my life for the lucky and the washed but there's money in the walls there's money in the walls and it talks. wanna know what it says? I'll tell you what it says...it says: "You don't have to give a dog a bone; lightning tends to happen on its own" There's a moment you can feel it and you know when it's there like how you learn a word and then it's everywhere you are watched then by millions in the throes of tragic sex theres vomit on your safety cards and pandas on your checks and one more name one more name in nightlife. "yeah just one more Jerry, thanks. Boy it sure is raining out there isn't it? Look at that... Manhattan in the rain. I tell you what Jerry, Manhattan is a lady that looks good when she's crying, am I right Jerry?? Hey, say Jerry, do you ever take any time off? just get away? I know you work on the weekends but maybe like monday or tuesday? You know go up to the lake. Take a little lady! You could borrow my jet-ski Jerry! Let loose! Live a little! ...it's a Sea Do." I've a roommate in my body and he's pacing all night hunting for the pieces of my formative might my eyes glow like numbers on the front of a train my mouth a stinking sheath of a busy blade I've a roommate in my body and he's pacing all night hunting for the pieces of my formative might And all that he finds, all that he finds, all that he finds is that I owe it all to Tylenol. One more name, one more name one more name, one more name in nightlife
3.
Company Man 03:34
Company Man Comb your hair and shine your shoes Steak and eggs and orange juice You're trotting out like a Derby Horse. ‘cause you are a company man You are a company man No more running for the trains you catch Borrowed piece, and the time to match You close your eyes and follow the drum When you are a Company Man Hand on the handle of a knife at the neck All of your big change talk, but you haven’t yet A few more years and you say we’ll go Throw it in with the rodeo And i can leave this diner job It ain’t running boy if you’re walking out Some well-monied cherub-faced boys from the bank With asses as tight as a schedule of trains Coffee at the counter and they ask for you by name. left a message, tried to call Im sure that you are busy is all Busy is the bones of every meal When you are a company man And you are a company man.
4.
SUGAR NEIGHBORS Wild as a young Mars I held your hand Under the halos of blue argon light Holy rollers and a few scanning rogues Deep in the green gum of the night An old way to the water, our bodies in that mirror stars were exploded in rings ‘round our legs We stopped in shallows and below us those stars Were once again made And just then for a moment I thought I could see Things get better than we ever thought they could be Sugar neighbors, maybe that’s what we are Standing in the wet clothes of all of our tries first comes the flower, and then comes the fruit the fall and the flies All I can give you is the name on my door But I know what I need and how long I need it for
5.
Run Away 02:54
Run Away Well now people got their problems And they always want to share Like a bee in their bonnet or honey in their hair Or they got a man that they don't want no more And I say oh my friend all you need is a door well you gotta get up when you're down Put your finger on a map and pick a town If you want, well you could stay, If I was you I'd run away, I'd run away, I'd run away They're gonna roll you for the money that you owe They're gonna burn down your barn They'll come a knockin' at your door, they always knock so hard But you gotta get up when you're down Put your finger on a globe and spin it round round Where it stops, you gotta go You can run from your problems, I oughtta know You can take a train You can take an airplane Just take my advice Move your feet, now move 'em twice And when they ask me "which way did he go?" I'll do you a favor and tell them I don't know And one day you'll forget what you're running from Because everything goes just as quick as it comes Oh you gotta get up when you're down put your finger on a map and pick any old town if you want well you could stay... If I was you, if I was you, if I was you I'd run away
6.
Sensodyne 02:31
Sensodyne Good evening, Helen This is Tom Bauers from The News The most trusted voice of Channel 10 At least that's what they used to say Who knows if they ever will again I dont know why I stayed in this town all these years With the brutal winters and the crime It hurts to smile in the cold, Helen And I have to smile all the time! Sensodyne Sensodyne Sensodyne Sensodyne
7.
Me I had my knife and compass Needle spinning round and round Joey brought his father's radio And we lit out to Devil's Mound Those ain't airplanes boys, I've seen an airplane Static on the radio, static on the TV, static on the telephone Then the lights they started moving Slow at first then really fast Coming for us right toward us Not a sound no trails of gas. Static on the radio, static on the TV, static on the telephone A beam of light it hit me, I was floating off the ground I could hear voices, suddenly distant but all around My body turned in the air slowly, I was paralyzed And the honeysuckle below me looked like it was on fire Thats when they say it happened, though I really don't remember at all They say my body stiffened, they say I straightened out like a doll "Joey, stop crying. Tell the officer the rest of the story" Then it was over, and the thing was gone He wasn't moving, lying on the ground In his hand his knife and compass Needle standing oh so still In his hand his knife and compass Needle standing oh so still In his hand his knife and compass Needle standing oh so still
8.
The Sheriff Of Honalee “This is the Sheriff of Honalee!” I bellowed into the dark A smokeless silence came back to me No not even one little spark The whole damn town was there that night They said that I had to be the one They said that I’d seen this cave before Long ago when I was young Turn after turn with my torch and my gun My feet did seem to know where to go But my fire it shrank in the damp and the dank I did stop there to let it grow As I stood there in that dancing light A chill crept into my bones For what I did see before me then Burned into the cold hard stone There was a list of a hundred names Each one struck through with a line Through each name a blackened gash Each one except for mine Just then behind me I heard a sound I spun around ready to attack But I turned too fast and my torch went out And I was face to face with the black When finally I spoke it was the voice of a child That fell from my chattering jaw Said “I- Ive come to burn yo-your dragon heart In accordance with the law” I held out my gun and waited for a sound At last from the darkness it came His blast it knocked me to the ground And I was blinded by his flame Now it may have been my dear mother’s face That I saw in my flashburned eyes But she said “get ready for amazing grace Jackie, get ready for your time” It felt like forever on the floor of that cave I could hear him breathing like a horse But after awhile he slithered away And I did take to rekindling my torch That new light it found me alone and alive But something in that cave it had changed And right before I ran I saw it on the wall The black line through my name. Yeah even to this day I can see it on the wall The line going through my name
9.
LONG OVERCOAT I came with the last of the apples, Ladies and Northern Spies. I came for the wild of a town you knew So well that it was not wild. We are living like some of the youngest Like fingers in a fist When it all starts to fall apart We’ll run, we’ll stay off the roads under the walls and the tower guns We’ll talk to each other in codes Or maybe I can get up on your shoulders Put on a fake mustache and a long overcoat? We could walk right out We could walk right out We could walk right out We could walk right out

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released May 5, 2017

The Wild Of Town
All music and lyrics composed by Dane Terry.
Produced by Dane Terry (with help from Keith Hanlon and Christopher Weingarten)
Mastered at Bananappeal by Christopher Weingarten

Rough Weather
Recorded and Mixed by Keith Hanlon at Musicol (Columbus OH.)
Dane Terry - vocals, piano, organ, timpani
Lon Leary - drums
Canaan Faulkner - bass
Sven Kahns - guitar
Andrew Graham - guitar
Julian Dassai - guitar
Alex Burgoyne - saxophones
Sheanneen Shelby - backing vocals

One More Name In Nightlife
Recorded and Mixed by Christopher Weingarten at Bananappeal (Brooklyn NY.)
Dane Terry - vocals, piano, synthesizer
Chris DiMeglio - trumpet
Christopher McIntyre - trombone
just a roomful of Christophers, y’all.

Company Man
Recorded and Mixed by Christopher Weingarten at Bananappeal (Brooklyn NY.)
Dane Terry - vocals, piano, synthesizer
Christopher Weingarten - backing vocals

Sugar Neighbors
Recorded and Mixed by Keith Hanlon at Musicol (Columbus OH.)
Dane Terry - vocals, piano, synthesizer
Lon Leary - drums
Canaan Faulkner - bass
Sven Kahns - lap steel guitar

Run Away*
Recorded and Mixed by Keith Hanlon at Musicol (Columbus OH.)
Dane Terry - vocals, piano, organ
Lon Leary - drums
Canaan Faulkner - bass
Sven Kahns - guitar
Julian Dassai - guitar
Counterfeit Madison - backing vocals
Sam Corlett - backing vocals
Gladys - hitting some of the notes all of the time

Sensodyne*
Recorded and Mixed by Keith Hanlon at Musicol (Columbus OH.)
Dane Terry - vocals, piano, synthesizer
Lon Leary - drums
Canaan Faulkner - bass
Sven Kahns - guitar
Alex Burgoyne - saxophones
Counterfeit Madison - backing vocals
Sam Corlett - backing vocals

Incident At Devil’s Mound*
Recorded by Keith Hanlon at Musicol (Columbus OH.)
Mixed by Christopher Weingarten at Bananappeal (Brooklyn NY.)
Dane Terry - vocals, piano, synthesizer
Lon Leary - drums
Sven Kahns - drums
Andrew Graham - drums
Christopher Weingarten - drums
Canaan Faulkner - bass
Julian Dassai - guitar
Alex Burgoyne - saxophones
Counterfeit Madison - backing vocals
Sam Corlett - backing vocals
Keith Hanlon - Voice of Joey's Dad

The Sheriff Of Honalee
Recorded and Mixed by Keith Hanlon (Columbus OH.)
Dane Terry - vocals, synthesizer

Long Overcoat
Recorded and Mixed by Christopher Weingarten at Bananappeal (Brooklyn NY.)
Dane Terry - vocals, piano, synthesizer
Christopher Weingarten - backing vocals

*Backing Vocal arrangements by Dane Terry, Tova Katz and Rose Emily Quinn

Special thanks to PS 122 in New York City for helping to fund and initiate part of this endeavor through my involvement in their R.A.M.P. Artist Residency Program.

Special thanks to Tova Katz and Rose Emily Quinn.

Special thanks to everyone over at La MaMa Experimental Theater Club in NYC.

Most Special thanks to Patrick, Emily, Ryan, Zach and all my family for loving me and letting me live in their attics and guestrooms and sing in their showers.

Cover photo and design by Dane Terry

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