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Our New Life

by Paul Tabachneck

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1.
The Truth 03:17
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are we running out of reason? are we running out of rhyme? have we lost the luxury of time? are we sleeping in the same bed but dreaming different dreams? can we come at them by honest means? can we focus? are we hopeless? someone show us the truth if there's less that separates us than divides us in the end how'd it get so hard to keep a friend? will a revelation shake us? will we know it when it shows? can the information reach our homes? what's the locus of the onus? someone show us the truth even if we can't handle it especially if we can't handle it we need to know no one owns it or controls it no one shows us the truth
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New America 04:01
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can't put the beer back in the bottle can't put the dumb back in your mouth can't win a race by only going full throttle can't wreck the shop then build a house oooh, we're all braced for all the greatness yet to come oooh, we're all living in a new america can't win a war with childish language can't win a war by shifting blame can't win new friends by picking up the damage see, the only way to win is not to play oooh, hide your skin, hide your daughters, hide your guns oooh, we're all living in a new america we tried we failed but you'll find we're so much worse at giving up sleep once sleep once we'll be coming for your new america can't drain a swamp by digging deeper can't save the world and burn it down can't have all three there's better faster cheaper can't tame the lion by sending in the clowns oooh, hide your caps, hide your ribbons hide your guns oooh, we'll be coming for your new america.
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Time For Change '20 03:13
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the tension builds the stomach knots the truth comes out the gloves come off you're mother probably used to talk about days like these the game is done the jig is up the bad guys won the world is fucked and no one has a simple thought how it came to be talk of civil war on the wind fact and fiction caught in a spin it's time for change woah the weird handshakes the run-on lies the dropped reports for no one's eyes why have people not gotten wise to this shit by now? the hyperboly the aimless rage the followers build a guilded cage and ignorance is all the rage this year it's time for chaaaange woah we've seen enough we're not impressed so sad to know you did your best it's time to move on it's time for change
4.
Black Rock 03:17
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when the crops refuse to grow when the winter doesn't show are you gonna listen then when the sun is beating down and the moisture leaves the ground are you gonna listen then oh, keep burning that black rock oh, keep drilling that core oh, keep burning that black rock 'til you can't find that black rock anymore when you silence scientists cut the message at the wrist where'd you get your learning from? when you mock intelligence when you say that facts are myths where'd you get your learning from? oh, keep burning that.... how you gonna cover up your tracks? when the water overtakes us who is gonna have your back? how you gonna look 'em in the eye when they find their victory is hollow as your alibi? when you salt and scorch the earth is that what your fortune's worth?
5.
Child is a Child 03:42
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there's a fire from the harbor to the city from the meadow to the mosque on the hill there's lying on the television if you're not here to say sorry get off my screen the doctor is crying what good, what good is all this hate? no matter who you praise or blame inside the hospital walls we all bleed and break we all bleed and break the very same look out here comes the politic that age old david and goliath trick he says, brother, the fight is fixed and his facts and figures are inclined to agree I see you driving your tank through his house of sticks now you say i'm taking sides well it's just that some things just that some things can't be justified no matter what your side no matter what your side a child is a child is a child is a child is a child You have the coordinates still you wanna tell me it's an accident how many broken bones bombed out schools bulldozed homes before we call a spade a spade and have the spine to say what everyone's afraid everyone's afraid everyone's afraid to say no matter what your side no matter what your side a crime is a crime is a crime is a crime is a crime the doctor is crying what good is all this hate? no matter who you praise or blame inside the hospital walls we all bleed and break we all bleed and break we all bleed and break the very same
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Pageant 03:31
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selling bullets to a gun selling Jesus to a nun selling bullshit to a throng of hangers-on selling avarice and hate with a telegenic face looking right into the camera telling wrongs did you get what you wanted? are you haunted by the ghost of Herman Cain? when the pageant is over and you're alone do you think maybe you're to blame? pulling arguments apart 'til they're abstract works of art taking logic for a ride it can't sustain if you could only take a beat see yourself the way you're seen you would be so disappointed by the frame is it worth selling souls for? just to hold a couple minutes more of fame? when the movement is over can you condone what will be stamped upon your name? i good go another round or i could shut my pretty mouth in the hopes you'd feel compelled to do the same

about

A few years back, I put out a single called New America. I had the idea back then to put out a longer-length release of political music, but life got in the way. My creativity got unstuck and it's election time, so I pushed like a mother to make sure we got this out ahead of it.

We live in dangerous times -- civil war feels almost inevitable at this point -- in which ignorance and greed are becoming odd but effective bedfellows. While I've primarily written about inter-personal relationships in the past, the political has always eluded me, until now, when it has become more personal than ever.

I'm extremely fortunate to have co-contributors that are not only agile in their musicianship, but who can easily navigate and turn around truly good work with the quickness. Everyone who worked on this pretty much geared up when their phones rang, and it means everything to me to have them around.

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released October 31, 2020

produced by Paul Tabachneck and Brandon Wilde
engineered by all of us from our homes
mixed by Brandon Wilde
mastered by Fred Kevorkian
album graphic by Sara Baumberger

Paul Tabachneck: acoustic guitars, vocals
Brandon Wilde: bass guitar
Michael Bellar: keyboards
Brad Gunyon: drums/percussion

all songs written by Paul Tabachneck (c) 2020 Fleshyourcoldhousein Music (ASCAP) except Child Is A Child written by Niall Connolly/ Copyright Niall Connolly (IMRO)

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Paul Tabachneck New York

I started doing music in Pittsburgh, fronting the folk-rock band Stone Soup, the dark-pop band Dead Pressed Flowers, and the Power Pop band Manpig aka Everybody Wins. After that, I moved to New York, mostly playing solo and busking a lot. Now I live in CT and play in my home office because everything is bad and no one can go out. See me Wednesdays at 7:30 at facebook.com/paultab! ... more

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