Everything I Own is Broken

by B. Hamilton

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  • Label: Parks and Records

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released 26 June 2012

B. Hamilton is:

Bill Crowley on DRUMKIT.
Andrew Macy on ELECTRIC BASS GUITAR.
Ryan Christopher Parks SINGING and playing ELECTRIC GUITAR.

Recorded around Oakland in the Summer, the Winter, and the Fall. Fuck Spring.

By:

Jonah Strauss at Shipwreck Studios (www.shipwreckoakland.com)

Adam Myatt (and Glenn Jackson) at Sharkbite Studios
(www.jamesandevander.com)

Mixed by Adam Myatt

Mastered by Matthew Tammariello
(soundcloud.com/shortcircles)



Check individual songs for additional musicians. How about a short list? Oh, ok:

Hillary Overberg (Violins), Caleb Nichols (Electric Bass Guitar), Erika Pipkin (Wurlitzer), James and Evander (Stuff, things, and stuffthings).

COVER ART BY J. OTTO SEIBOLD, THE MOST FAMOUS OF JIMS, AND NON-JIMS! (jottodotcom.com, jottodotcom.com)

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Track Name: Me and Margaret Counting Countdowns
I am your man.
Track Name: Miss Carolina
Miss Carolina
I caught you lovin' with the lights low
Just night stand the diamonds
And let them dangle off the deep end
I know you like to be alone in the summertime
And that is alright

Back to the street scene
To where the girls shake and burn their youth
Just like Elvis Pressley
Breaking the Antebellum blues
I heard your fathers from the city and your mom is doing time
For a red dress and a devil on the mind

I know your just as lonely as all the people that you talk about

Miss Carolina
I caught you lovin' with your lights low
Excuse your lateness
I can tell that you mean it
Back to the arms of your man
Don't worry how I'm keeping warm

I know your just as lonely as all the people that you talk about

Miss Carolina...
Track Name: Gold Tooth
Release yourself from the burdens you carry
Release yourself, man, and just live where you lay
On a bed of nails or a coffin of roses
It makes no difference, just live where you lay
It was the better of days, when the sun dropped out by noon
And cast her profile across the room
All there was to say were dumb thoughts and petty observations
About the people they knew

When you wake up low and the newsfeeds say
She's got a fake gold tooth and a baby on the way
Dont you ever look back

Oh, but when you look back
Back when the fields bled green on LSD
In a counterfeit construct of '69 in 2003
The colors always look right and the uniforms precise
For a final reenactment before the dimming of the lights

She gave up cigarettes for deep breathes
She gave up whiskey for wine
She gave in to foreign concepts
Like consistency and time
...Like consistency and time
All from a pink tract house and another from of time

When you wake up low and the newsfeeds say
She's got a fake gold tooth and a baby on the way
Dont you ever look back
Track Name: Between the Gutters and The Ballrooms
When I get up
I give up
In the worst of ways

When I get done
I get gone
Shoulder on and say
Theres always something missing anyway

You get away
You get away from me
The circus calls, go run now, fractured sweet
Between the gutter and the ballroom
I loose the fight every night
I loose the fight every night
I loose the fight every...

Who are you loving now?
Who are you loving now?
Who are you loving now?
That your secrets are safe with me

There you go...
Track Name: Outside a Hexagram
On days when fields are shallow
I'll crawl through broken window
Oh the civil wars
Fought in our heads
All we do is pretend
All we do is pretend

Believe you're right
Don't fade before your time
Know that we'll be fine once we've been found
Distance underground

Fade
Track Name: Everything I Own is Broken
Follow me and come to see the world as compromised
Perfectly as dreams
Everything I own is broken, everyone I know
Knows to stay away

I remember well
When hangman cried and offered resignation
While the children sighed their apologies to god

I rubbed my crystal ball
And threw it through a storefront
Yes, I threw it through a storefront

Oh priceless phase
Oh endless days
Oh god these chains around my neck feel so tight

But I asses the view
As horizons
And the present just fades away
in Pitman Green

Everything I own is broken...
Track Name: Turn Out the Lights
Its a poisoned stroll down where the white girls go...
Track Name: Dolltime (for Swans and Bulldozers)
Time and again I have suspended by tongue and no questions were raised
But whats fighting for but liquor stores and a network of roads?
...Twilight in decline
Track Name: Now or Eventually
What is a life to be free? Cold?
Track Name: On Borrowed Time
Your busted El Camino
Your Rockefeller sass
Makes no sense in California
How did you think it would pass?

Your protected sense of freedom is just a faded autograph

Heres to the night
Heres to whatevers left
On borrowed time
Or an eternal holiday

Carved your name inside of Chino
For "shov'lin" adderall to kids
Got yourself an education
A crate of books and a ticket to the east

You might be able to out run the cops
You might be able to get by peacefully
You might find reason in Evangelical beliefs
But you can never out run your pedigree

Heres to the night
Heres to whatevers left
On borrowed time
Or an eternal holiday

Who will bitch about the radio?
Who will carry on the medicine shows?
Who will care less about everything?
Once you get bored with this place

Just like every other
Oh, you know how that goes

So

Heres to the night
Heres to whatevers left
On borrowed time
Or an eternal holiday
Track Name: Oakland and Anaheim (Ain't Divided by the 5 Tonight)
The police gunned down Julian
On the porch of his parent's home
Bullets not meant for animals, much less men
The spotlight shines as the winds kick up
And the trees exhale the crows
Tonight gracious living is put on hold

The stretcher carried Julian
From ambulance to morgue
Shallow breathes, yes, but no contest to behold
The hangman gets paid holidays
To legitimize his role
Tonight gracious living is put on hold

The police gunned down Oscar Grant
A man I'd never known
Holdin' him down like dogs, though strength can't be dethroned
By simpletons with cowboy pins
By marksmen who miss their mark
Tonight the bright side of the bay is dark

The boys in black keep pushing me
To burn it to the ground
When I just want to process
What's been goin' down
And raise my glass to good men
Taken down too young
By pensioners and perverts
Who draw their strength from furnished guns

Although we did not speak
And although the end is here
Hey Julian, we finally got that beer
Hey Julian, we finally...

Oakland and Anaheim ain't divided by the 5
Tonight...
Track Name: Everything I Own is Broken (Fixing Fucked-Up Shit Version)
Everything I own is broken...