******************************************************* 02. Wasting Time (Isla Vista Song) (music by Lebowitz, Gill, Brogan; lyrics by Gill, Brogan)
Well I was sittin' on the porch with Mel and Web Kickin' back pullin' tubes courtesy of Jeb When Smootie rang up and he dropped a dime We're at the Django house and the waves are fine
Dan came back with an ol' lap steel When he puts it in his hands he's got to be real If you come around the corner don't forget to turn And bring a little fire we got somethin' to burn
I got around the corner, I was half way there When I met Ted Moore and of course John Hare They had just got a sack weighing 3.5 It was 4:19, just about that time
So we took a detour to 6703 The house they occupy oceanside D.P. Got up stairs and locked the door Jerry and the Dead on the video
They pulled out the binger and I started to drool It was the 5 foot caustic weapon crystal tool I caught the fumes and I lost my mind Happens every time that I smoke the kind, but...
I never learn but I don' mind, I'm just wastin' time
I went to the beach and I picked up a rock I threw it in the ocean and the waves then Caught it and dropped it back into the sea So then I walked away and I let it be
Cause it had been lying there for a million days Before I picked it up and threw it away I left the shore, went to the liquor store Saw crazy Bruce, he was waiting for
Someone to buy him some fine malt liquor When he gets it in his system he's a real shitkicker He'll play you a song if you've got the time And even if you don't, he's liable to try
So I left him there, and went into S.O.S. Bought myself a bottle of the black cisco death Drank it down while watching Dave's band Somebody stuck a doob in my hand
So I took a hit and I passed it on I woke up on the pavement not before too long I never learn but I don't mind But sometimes it takes a couple of tries, but...
SA - Fender Bass, Pennywhistle, Wood Flute DB - Drums, Clavinet, L.Vocals ZG - Wurlitzer, Accordion, L.Vocals DL - Guitar, Lap Steel, Congas
******************************************************** 03. Girl, I Wanna Lay You Down (music by Lebowitz, Adams, Gill, Brogan; lyrics by Gill)
I come over early in the morning I'm like a heat wave without warning And when I touch you my heart begins to flutter You're smooth and creamy like peanut butter
Girl, I wanna lay you down
I'm gonna flood you like a love river Ah baby, the postman is about to deliver I'll cook you up some dinner, a little pasta Listen to some music, a little rasta
So turn out the lights, bring out the candles Wrap your arms around my love handles They say that passion may not always endure But this feeling that I have for you is burning up my world
SA - Fender Bass DB - Drums ZG - Rhodes, L.Vocals DL - Guitar Jack Johnson - Vocals Dave Simon-Baker - B.Vocals
****************************************************** 04. Barbeque (music & lyrics by Gill)
The road is long and windy like a good mystery unfolding It twists and turns in colorful subplots and sunburns and fake out endings And sometimes my patience in the whole process starts bending
As I attempt to unravel the web by traversing and rehearsing and perversing along the doubt-laden extension chord thread of my life
And in this life we're free to dream whatever we want to But that doesn't mean that your dreams are gonna come true Instead as a way of getting us to move Life dangles your dreams in front of you And unable to resist the temptation, we continue
And it's clear to me that this life is gonna be All about the dangling possibilities that keep turning in and turning out Yes it's clear to me that this life is gonna be All about the dangling possibilities
The road is long and windy Full of twists and turns But before you can rise from the ashes You've got to burn baby burn
Welcome to your barbeque Where we roast all the dreams That never came true Welcome to your barbeque Pig out and dream a new
SA - Fender Bass, Acoustic Upright Bass, B.Vocals DB - Drums ZG - Rhodes, Clavinet, Nord Lead, 'Ukulele, L.Vocals DL - Guitar, B.Vocals
******************************************************* 05. Walls of Jericho (music & lyrics by Brogan)
Oo-oo-oo-oo oo-oo, it's all right My time's comin’ but it's not tonight
Get out the tents and set up the floods Bring in the trucks and make some more mud Then get the hell out of my way 'cause I'm gonna get wasted As magic gasses fill the air It's bad for your health but I don't care This'll all be gone tomorrow but we'll still be able to taste it The golden chord is frayed, what was that song they played Our steed lies melting in the sun They flooded the parking lot, our tent begins to rot And I'm in love with everyone
I know everything will be alright My time's comin' but it's not tonight So let's keep going 'til the morning light if it's free I'll take it I know everything will come back 'round Five white horses on an ocean of sound Until it all comes crashing down like the walls of Jericho
Stop, children, what's that sound Another bunch of phreaks just rolled into town In a broken down bus with a crew that's fallin' to pieces You got to get up, stand up, walk a straight line Been drunk for three days but you're doin' fine Just a little bit out of your mind but you're takin' it easy All you really need is one more hour of sleep so you Lay your head upon the floor Just a little sleep before it gets too deep You wake up come back for more
I know everything will be alright My time's comin' but it's not tonight So let's keep going ‘til the morning light if it's free I'll take it I know everything will come back 'round Five white horses on an ocean of sound Until it all comes crashing down yes I know we can Make it to the other side Everything is blowin' my mind The man on the magic tricycle would like to take you for a ride
SA - Fender Bass, B.Vocals DB - Drums, Piano, Guitar, Synth, L.Vocals ZG - Piano, B.Vocals DL - Guitar, B.Vocals
******************************************************* 06. Pobrecito (music by Lebowitz, Adams, Gill; lyrics by Gill)
Jealousy is gonna tear us apart If you let it take hold A poison from the brain to the heart That'll bleed the love from your soul And break what once was whole
Until you're left with lots of little pieces Solidified by the slamming of a door So don't let that jealousy overtake you Make you destroy that which you care for
And the Spanish temptress rubbed his temples and told him to close his eyes "Here sip on this and everything will be all right"
"Pobrecito" Pass me some more of that Spanish fly "Esperate un minuto" I need something to dilute my mind
"Tu no sabes es posible que nunca regrese" But he didn't hear a word that was said Slobbering he sucked down another Ignoring the danger closing in
You gotta let the bat fly, out of its cave You shouldn't wait another minute If it's making your heart break
SA - Fender Bass, B.Vocals DB - Drums, Shakers, Tambourine ZG - Rhodes, L.Vocals DL - Guitar, Congas, B.Vocals
******************************************************* 07. Shapeshifter (music & lyrics by Gill)
I am so supple Bend my legs back around my head I'm the kinda guy you want in your government And I'm the kinda guy you want in your bed
Well I'm a shapeshifter Throw me in the water watch me turn to blue Put me in a room with reptiles And I'm cold blooded too
Every now and then I get the feeling I'm so supple Every now and then I get the feeling and I have to say that every now and then I get the feeling I'm a piece of clay
I am so supple Bend my legs anyway you want Drop me off in the Phillipines and I'm Filipino Drop me off in Scotland and I'm a Scot
SA - Fender Bass, B.Vocals DB - Drums ZG - Piano, Clavinet, Nord Lead, L.Vocals DL - Guitar, B.Vocals
****************************************************** 08. The Gardener (music & lyrics by Adams)
I spend my night in the garden I plant my hands in the dirt I dig a pea up for a pillow And fall asleep into the Earth
The marching ants draw straws to save me From falling deep too gone to tell Without avail, I'm floating softly Awakened by a ringing bell
My message to you is Be true to what grows on you Plantlife lives in a dream So let me dream a little too
I work all day at the Harbor Stretching out my thoughts insist Another dream that I've created Watch it grow or let it sit
A big fat fly sits down beside me Her bulging eyes begin to shift She spots the edible orchid flower That was earlier picked
SA - Fender Bass, Acoustic Upright Bass, L.Vocals DB - Drums, Percussion, Submarine Nord ZG - Piano, Organ, Rhodes, B.Vocals DL - Guitar
******************************************************** 09. Waiting for Jaden (music by Lebowitz, Adams, Gill; lyrics by Gill)
The telephone was ringing Grandparents were frantically running about And everyone kept asking "When's that baby coming out?" Well, Earth Day 2000 was her due date But by May the 4th, Jaden was late
So we were waiting, waiting for Jaden, oooh...
We wanted to have you naturally So we searched out all the possible remedies Hot sex, nipple stimulation, castor oil, and gory movies And by that Friday They were threatening to induce And we pleaded with you to come out And call it a truce
Jaden can't you hear what we say, your mother and I want you to come out and play
It was Cinco de Mayo And while patriots were cruising the boulevard Your mother was pushing And she was pushing hard The stroke of midnight And she pushed once more And at 12:02 on May the 6th
Jaden was born
Now were elated, elated for Jaden, oooh...
SA - Fender Bass, B.Vocals DB - Drums, Tambourine, Piano ZG - Rhodes, Nord Lead, L.Vocals DL - Guitar, Lap Steel, B.Vocals
******************************************************** 10. Fly (music & lyrics by Brogan)
Mom and Dad we're right Greed will never get anything When you see the light you'll feel Like you want to fly There's birds in the sky And the trees will sing And the world looks mighty good to me
The world is out of sight And now you can't touch anything But when you see the light you'll feel Like you're out of time So just leave it all behind And go quietly I guess I'll never know what's in store for me
I feel that I'm not the same I bought some beads And I changed my name to Yahweh I wear the robes of a Taoist sage I am the helper of the ogre mage
Why do people fight? Why does life mean anything? When you know that you are doomed to die But maybe that's all right, maybe that's why I cry tears of joy When I think about the way the world Will fade from sight
I feel that I'm not the same My body's gone And I changed my name to Karma I'm comin' down like Georgia rain I got to go to my dyin' day in nirvana I wanna tell 'em what I can't explain Wanna tell 'em not to be afraid Wanna tell 'em in the end that there is no pain 'Cause when you see the light You're gonna fly like a lion, up into the sky While the world around you dies
SA - Fender Bass DB - Drums, Piano, L.Vocals ZG - Wurlitzer, B.Vocals DL - Guitar Tim Young - Telecaster Guitar
This album is dedicated with love and appreciation to our friends and families.
www.alomusic.com
ALO is Dan Lebowitz, Dave Brogan, Steve Adams & Zach Gill
Produced by ALO & Scott Theakston Except Track 5 ~ Produced by Dave Brogan
Mixed & Engineered by Scott Theakston Except Tracks 3 & 5 ~ Mixed & Engineered by Dave Simon-Baker And Track 4 ~ Mixed & Engineered by Theakston & Simon-Baker
Mastered by John Greenham
Recorded at Laughing Tiger ~ San Rafael, CA Additional Recording at Expression ~ Emeryville, CA
Photography by Jenna Lebowitz Graphic Design by Steve Adams
Jack Johnson appears courtesy of Brushfire Records
******************************************************* Possibly Drown (from Lagmusic Records release) (music by Lebowitz, Adams, Gill, Brogan; lyrics by Gill, Brogan)
I hear the ringing salutations of the crickets inviting my soul With no responsibilities my heart feels light as I walk toward the water with my evening bowl
Awaiting mosquitoes and bumble bees and centipedes and slithy toads On the trestle above the whistle blows Carrying its load, carrying its load
Echo from the stereo of a passing car beneath the overpass As I amble toward the water front Passed the fishing dock and the powder mill Along the red clay path
Italian stone masons built the bridge and the aqueduct long ago On the trestle above the whistle blows Carrying its load, carrying its load
I gotta hit the water and not the ground, but I might possibly drown
On the tenth day of March 1891 were drowned Louise King Conelly and Henry Cumming Lamar
Long before the days of cyber space, alien warfare and electric cars And as I swim in this canal I get a nervous feeling that I too may possibly drown
SA - Fender Bass, B.Vocals DB - Drums, B.Vocals ZG - Rhodes, Organ, L.Vocals DL - Guitar, B.Vocals