Look Up
by The And Company
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Digital Album
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Paperclips In My Pockets
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The Ride
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Adultery
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Walking
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NYE
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I'll Make It Easy
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Slow Down
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So What
02:19
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Childhood
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Sad Little Bar Customers
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Mashup
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Words
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credits
released 16 January 2011
all songs written, arranged, performed and produced by The And Company:
Alle Santiago, Mally Smith, and Brian Tavener
engineered, mixed, and additionally produced by Tom Bianchi.
mastered by Victor McSurely.
recorded at Little Red, a cabin in the woods of Jaffrey, NH
additionally recorded at 24 Hour Studios in Somerville, MA.
guest musicians include:
Tom Bianchi - electric and upright bass, Leon Godwin - electric guitar, Tim Lewandowski - trombone, Dietrich Strause - trumpet
choral arrangements on "Walking" by Mally Smith
P.A.C.E. choir includes: Janice Allen, Sally Baker, Susan Cabot, Kat Callard, Grace Cinquegrana, Patricia Espinosa, Kyra H. Fries, Laniesha Gray, Dita Henderson, Polly Hoppin, Merle Jacobs, Sheika Luc, Pam McLaurin, Marsha Neilson, Geoff O'Hara, Tom Smith, Gwen Wright
"Words" contains an excerpt from "Journey Home"
written and performed by Tom Smith
design, photographs, and layout by Leonard Llewellyn Godwin. www.doublelgphotos.com
& to Tom and Margo Smith, Mark Polanzak, Tom Bianchi, Leon Godwin, Tim Lewandowski, Dietrich Strause, Victor McSurely, P.A.C.E. and The Park School, Blue Man Group Boston, Hugh McGowan, Jess Baggia, Bhurin Sead, and most important of all, our families, friends, and you,
thank you from the bottom of our hearts.
all songs written, arranged, performed and produced by The And Company:
Alle Santiago, Mally Smith, and Brian Tavener
engineered, mixed, and additionally produced by Tom Bianchi.
mastered by Victor McSurely.
recorded at Little Red, a cabin in the woods of Jaffrey, NH
additionally recorded at 24 Hour Studios in Somerville, MA.
guest musicians include:
Tom Bianchi - electric and upright bass, Leon Godwin - electric guitar, Tim Lewandowski - trombone, Dietrich Strause - trumpet
choral arrangements on "Walking" by Mally Smith
P.A.C.E. choir includes: Janice Allen, Sally Baker, Susan Cabot, Kat Callard, Grace Cinquegrana, Patricia Espinosa, Kyra H. Fries, Laniesha Gray, Dita Henderson, Polly Hoppin, Merle Jacobs, Sheika Luc, Pam McLaurin, Marsha Neilson, Geoff O'Hara, Tom Smith, Gwen Wright
"Words" contains an excerpt from "Journey Home"
written and performed by Tom Smith
design, photographs, and layout by Leonard Llewellyn Godwin. www.doublelgphotos.com
& to Tom and Margo Smith, Mark Polanzak, Tom Bianchi, Leon Godwin, Tim Lewandowski, Dietrich Strause, Victor McSurely, P.A.C.E. and The Park School, Blue Man Group Boston, Hugh McGowan, Jess Baggia, Bhurin Sead, and most important of all, our families, friends, and you,
thank you from the bottom of our hearts.
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- Track Name: Paperclips In My Pockets
- paperclips in my pockets, that's all i have to hold on to. i don't know how i got here with paperclips in my pockets. day in and day out i wake up, force my feet into smaller shoes, pull my hair back and smile with paperclips in my pockets. tear it all down, rip it all away.
- Track Name: The Ride
- i admit that i’ve been her, the figure cut out of the picture, but now i cry foul, a double lens that allows. you say goodbye to your best friend for the sake of goddamned adrenaline, you found somewhere to stay, stay, all for one crisis of faith. i see the ride, i see the ride: high/low, i know. i believe in using your hands to get up off of your knees. one day that shooting range will fade, white light of day, blackout existence erased. maybe you have made a very, very permanent mistake.
- Track Name: Adultery
- oh my dear i like the way you like me but i really have to tell you: truancy is only fun one time a week and after that it ages you, so every seven days I’ll continue to provide a vacation from, but twice is far too often, you’ll get sick of me and then: i’ll be gone. oh my dear i like the way you stutter but it’s not enough to make me learn to cook and give massages, whatever law of gravity makes boys hold on, i lost all of my jewelry so don’t lend me an intimate thought, i lost my phone the other day but i can’t call you anyway or you’ll get caught. oh my dear you’re like the taste of juniper in gin i can’t stop reeling, i have a feeling that i like you but i can’t remember what we talked about, this fantasy is devastating i don’t have the strength of will, before i really know you leave me alone and go back to your girlfriend. soon you’ll realize, you already live with the prize, i just symbolize some other life. oh i feel really bad about all of the words that you had until i step out of that page and into my day.
- Track Name: Walking
- been pushed in a carriage all my life through the hurried legs of people i would never meet again. now that the hurried legs are mine i cannot look you in the eye. just watch the pavement passing by. look up. we live in a pretty city.
- Track Name: NYE
- you show up late for your symphony date, for every no you’ll someday cave. break even with your struggling sides, half of you is so lucid, the other half tied down in this paralyzing fight. break even, you know all the noise, you’ve got the right level ever oh forever: you’re just thinking trapezoids. break even, you know where you are, the literal chalkboard, chalk and no eraser: it’s not even metaphor. forget the fall. the scrape on your knee. forget the lost purse. broken ocular cavity. things that you’ve lost, things that you’ve found, a subtraction you’ve made, you’re not sad, you’re not proud. the valley told you that the peak is the place and now you’ve got proof you can land with some grace.
- Track Name: I'll Make It Easy
- i'll make it easy for you to want me. i will kiss you and you wont know what hit you. i will go where you go, oh baby oh. i'll make it easy for you to love me. anything you want, i'll give it all. but you wont go, where i go, no baby no. so i'll make it easy for you to leave me. i will not cry. i'll just tell you you're right and say goodbye. and you will go, you will go, oh baby no. i'll make it easy.
- Track Name: Slow Down
- hold on: i’ve got to wait. slow down: every day is a slide, hold on. trauma: surgical fear. motion: that i always took for granted. oh time, did you lose track of me. me: a simple heart beat, i’m a wreck for the percocet, all my days free. date, time: clerically clear. when, now: maybe anytime it could be. say ah, set this injury free. free: a simple delete could put back all my wine glasses tendon complete. so take stock they say: slow down. so i’m forced to climb up off the ground.
- Track Name: So What
- babe, said the girl, i’ve fallen down over by the way. babe, said the girl, i need a friend to make me feel okay. babe, said the boy, you talk too much, stop and contemplate. round in the world and round in the world and round in the world and round in the world. so what, so where, we go nowhere. babe, said the girl, i like your face, hope that you will stay. babe, said the boy, my coffee black over at your place. babe, said the girl, i know i love i feel i see i say. round in the world and round in the world and round in the world and round in the world. so what so where we go nowhere. family is everything. it's save or kill the world.
- Track Name: Childhood
- one year to the day and winter is clutching. clawing its way back to me. one year to the day and nothing has changed. not a single thing. oh the end of the line. oh just give it some time. if i had my way we'd all never age and i could still put up a fight. if i had my way then nothing would change and we'd never walk upright. oh childhood. things never felt so good. i've got nothing to say. i forgot how to make. i'm just a waste of space. but with nothing to say everything is change. you gotta learn to shout in this place. oh the end of the line of childhood. oh you gotta give it some time. things never felt so good.
- Track Name: Sad Little Bar Customers
- every single day, you sir, you search half heartedly. passionate response, conspirator coerced, i think you’re crazy. tell me a story that i’ve never heard: i’ve seen you before. waiting at the gates when we open to get another drink. little bit ashamed that you know my name and need company before you sink down low. strange little life: i’m invisible or blind. holidays arrive and you have to bring your family. responsible i know not to know you or your drink too well. you will come back at midnight with a new word: with a new thirst. it’s a structural feat, the bar holds you up at night and without the little buzz you’ll shake awake all night. i will listen to you and when you leave: i feel relief.
- Track Name: Mashup
- the room is spinning, the room is spinning, my head is swimming in booze. the paint is peeling, the paint is peeling, there is no feeling. i can't run. oh no, look what you found, you’ve been missing out, heartbeat, slowed down. the paint is peeling, the paint is peeling, there is no feeling. i can't run. i know i could never sign up for the pristine clean garden, three car garage, i say run. the blood is creeping, my heart is leaking, but oh this feeling goes on and on and on and on. you put a downpayment on the illusion that life goes on and on, flatline, i yawn. i know that this consciousness ends, i’ve got lenses to lend you, doors to walk through, i say run.
- Track Name: Words
- i never found the verbs or the nouns. silence was a way to keep it all at bay. so i stayed inside, afraid of all eyes. but your heart was loud and it has brought me out. and oh, the world is so bright. and oh, your words have taken flight. they perched in the branches of my tree, and oh i can't wait to speak. so here i go, with these words of my own. my heart can only sing and you made those wings. and oh, the world is so bright. and oh, my words have taken flight.
