Songs From a Room (FREE DOWNLOAD EP​!​)

by Bill Mallonee

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This was the FIRST set of WPA demos i did after VoL's demise.
Very happy with the tracks. Mostly short songs, they capture the garage spontaneity i was striving for in my work at the time...
Brand New skin a paean to my mother Mary Alice would had recently gone to be with the Lord.

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released 01 October 2008
Bill Mallonee: Guitars, vocals, keyboards, drums, harmonica

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tags: americana country-alt folk-rock indie-folk rock folk garage indie-folk psychedelia Santa Fe

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Bill Mallonee is an Athens, Ga. Americana artist with 50 plus albums, spanning a 20 year career. He was voted by Paste Music Magazine #65 in their prestigious "Top 100 Living Songwriters" poll. He fronted the band Vigilantes of Love from 1991-2001. Mallonee (pronounced "Mal-o-knee") has worked with other great artists such as Buddy Miller, Emmylou Harris, and Peter Buck from REM. ... more

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Track Name: Talk Around
Yeah, you old soul...I didn’t know you were back in town Oh, God, it’s been years since I saw you around

and of course we’ll just
talk around, talk around
where it hurts the most
yeah, we’ll just talk around, talk around
leave that for the ghosts

And all of that blood, that you spilled on the pages of your songs and life... Wasn’t that just...a writer’s...a writer’s device?

and of course we’ll just
talk around, talk around
where it hurts the most
yeah, we’ll just talk around, talk around
leave that for the ghosts
Track Name: Never be another like you (I'm so afraid)
I’ve decided that pride...is always at your sleeve
I’ve decided the heart craves...mostly what it doesn’t need
You know what I mean?
what if I’m losing you but coming clean?

honey I’m so afraid
there may never be another , no never be another like you
honey I’m so afraid
there may never be another , no never be another like you
I’ve decided we’re all scared...just like a kid who lost
and most of what we call the truth...it’s all just plain false honey I’m so afraid
there may never be another , no never be another like you
honey I’m so afraid
there may never be another , no never be another like you
Track Name: Western Sky
I hear they call it walking wounded
oh, if words did just what they should
nomenclature is a treasure that gets looted
baby, ain’t we all just damaged goods?

With souls as big as western sky
like a field that is straining but lying fallow
all the fruit’s dead before it arrives
growing up into your own shadow

If I could just hear you whisper my name
disturb the universe’s dead air
whispered like you really mean it
before I vanish in thin air

Awaiting something like catharsis
you’ve already failed the whole damn thing
here’s your ghost and there’s your pauper each...exchanging wedding rings

Conjure up the memory of some laughter
seems like it all once came down for free
where’d the hour glass finally run out?
the one that lies beneath your feet?
Track Name: Brand New Skin
Mother, I remember you all ringed with roses and laurel thanks for teaching me those words, but I couldn’t save you from your sorrow

oh, please close your eyes...and wait to begin
you’ll wake up...in your brand new skin

Show me out some different way...to slide through that tomorrow
if it vanishes like haze...your old life it’s just borrowed

oh, to close your eyes...and wait to begin you’ll wake up...in your brand new skin

now whatever falls away
and whatever is dross
whatever fills the grave
...and whatever gets lost

If I hold it all up to the light and it’s all wrecked and scarred
All that chrome and touch-up paint? Well, it won’t take you far

oh, please close your eyes...and wait to begin
you’ll wake up...in your brand new skin
Track Name: Other Side of the Wrecking ball
how you gonna make it to the door?
how you gonna pay up on...more than you bargained for?
How you gonna live down your past?
how you gonna define your current ragged ass?

yeah, this is gonna be one of those “baby-hold-on-tight-songs”
This is gonna be one of those “baby-please-all-night-long-songs”

chorus:

What do you see...when you look in the mirror?
God, you gotta make this a little clearer
Did you know ‘bout the ruin; ‘fore the fall
On the other side...
On the other side
On the other side
of the wrecking ball?

I’m sorry for the hurt...I’m sorry for the shame
I’m sorry for the frame...you had to rearrange
all bought and sold...yeah, the glitter and gold bought and sold
yeah, this is gonna be one of those “baby-hold-on-tight-songs”
This is gonna be one of those “baby-please-all-night-long-songs”

chorus:

what do you see when you look in the mirror?
God, you gotta make this a little clearer
did you know ‘bout the ruin; ‘fore it started to fall
On the other side...
On the other side
on the other side
of the wrecking ball?

self-loathing...well, she’s a wicked mistress, son;
spilling all the details through a bull-horn
mercy, won’t you kiss a simple fool

And I’ll buy you another round...and your new record, too yeah

(Repeat chorus)