Lake Disappointment

by Eric Harvey

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released 06 March 2012

Recorded at Public Hi-Fi, Austin, TX; Electric Wilburland, Ithaca, NY; and Tomcast Studio, Dallas, TX
Engineered by Brad Bell and Matthew Saccuccimorano
Additional Engineering by Tom Bridwell and Bharath Ramanath
Mixed by Matthew Saccuccimorano
Produced by Eric Harvey
Mastered by Jeff Lipton at Peerless Mastering, Boston, MA
Assistant Mastering Engineer: Maria Rice
Songs by Eric Harvey © 2012 Infernal Revenue (ASCAP)

Performed by:
Willie B
Dana Billings
Tom Bridwell
Brian Dozoretz
Jim Eno
Daniel Hart
Eric Harvey
Dragan Jakovljević
Eggo Johansson
Jason McKenzie
Hank Roberts
Ariel Saldivar
Jon Sanchez
Roberto Sanchez
Charlie Sexton
Mike Stark
Joshua Zarbo

Cover Illustration: Howard Rains
Photograph: Dylan Hollingsworth

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Eric Harvey Texas

Eric Harvey is an American musician and songwriter. Since 2004 he has been a member of Austin, Texas based band Spoon, appearing on the albums Gimme Fiction (2005), Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga (2007), and Transference (2010). In 2012 Eric released Lake Disappointment, his self-produced solo record, featuring members of Spoon, Monahans, Other Lives, Bob Dylan band, and Roky Erickson band among others. ... more

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Track Name: Data Miner
Are you weary, are you lonesome, let down, owed some kind of explanation for the way that things are going? Do you fight the fight night after night, always on the phone, looking for reassuring from a confirmation code, mourning every morning, more or less unknown, in need of somebody to chew your words for you, somebody who’s gonna tell you what to do, so you won’t have to waste your time learning something new? Well, honey baby, I’ve got news for you. I’m not here to buy or sell the ground on which you stand, build a wall around your town or claim your holy land, and I’ll take the hurting if it helps you understand: I want to feel things the way you fear them. I got hung up on a party line, laying low down deep inside a data mine where nothing needed knowing, then I lit out as the crow flies down a dark and winding road, taking a shine to a brighter time when everything was glowing, when suddenly I saw myself from the other side, but it was your face I saw reflected in my eyes. I said, “I’m not here to buy or sell the ground on which you stand, build a wall around your town or claim your holy land, and I’ll take the hurting if it helps you understand. I want to feel things the way you fear them."
Track Name: Year of the Rat
How long must I wait for the winter to fade? Summer seems so far away. Once there was sun hanging high up above, money was tight, but troubles were few. Funny how things sneak up on you. Winding down as the lost concede, fall in line for the last stampede, feeding off the weaker ones, half awake to watch it all. King for a day, I’ve got nothing in mind my troubles seems so far away. Over my shoulder shadow’s growing longer. Watching the deal go down before my eyes, marching on in step with the times, fighting off the will to fend for myself again. How long will it take for the memory to fade? Summer seems so far away. The deal goes down before my eyes, marching on in step with the blind, fighting off the will to fend for myself again. They’re breaking out the good stuff now, raise your glass let’s toast the town. Give us back the will to fend for ourselves again, for ourselves again.
Track Name: She's a Chameleon
I’m skipping like a broken record, she don’t miss a beat, tells me when it’s time to go, cold as stone, has to be alone. First time I met her said, “I’ve never seen the likes of you.” Now I know some are better left unknown. Still think nothing’s wrong? Still think nothing’s wrong? Never seen the likes of you, confessing like a fool, even though if feels so wrong, slither my way back to you, relapsing like I do. Even when it feels so wrong it’s alright. It’s a mystery how she becomes everyone she sees. No one knows how she keeps them all so close, like a fading majesty commands their belief, keeps them lined up in a row. Now she knows it’s hard to go it all alone, saying nothings wrong, saying nothings wrong. Never seen the likes of you, confessing like a fool, even though if feels so wrong, slither my way back to you, relapsing like I do. Even though it feels so wrong it’s alright.
Track Name: Varnishing Day
Before you know it another day comes creeping in with all the ways that you want it to go, til you wake to find the thrill is gone, and those waves come rushing in to drag you down. Been holding on, can’t say for how long. If you can’t stem the tide, better hold your head up high. Now your heart’s grown heavy. I know your dreams are wearing thin. I see that dog still sleeps by the door, holding out for something more. Then the lies you told come back to haunt you now. Can you see it? Better hold your head up high. There’s always a little light, better hold your head up high. There’s always a little light, just got to hold your head up high. Always a little light, I know I got to hold my head up high. When all of the thrill is gone, I got to hold my head up high. When all of the good is gone, and things just don’t feel right, there’s always a little light, just got to hold your head up high.
Track Name: Poor Jude
Poor Jude came down with the Aryan flu in a room with four gray walls, and all of the Saint’s End folks laid him down low for the rest of the days. Those were the days when all of their life in time slips away. Nothing looks different to me but everything's changed. Now, all his friends and foes, they lived down low on a leaflet diet, and I left to see things you do once you‘re wild. Then, after all, he sinks, melts down low under the sea one night, all alone, light and dazed, doesn't know where to die. Those were the days when all of their life in time slips away, nothing looks different to me but everything's changed. He's setting his sights, but he can't tell the left from the right. He lives in a moment of time history cannot define. Poor Jude came down with the Aryan flu in a room with four gray walls, and all of the Saint’s End folks laid him down low for the rest of the days.
Track Name: Rust
Long ago in the Age of Ore two lovers shared one soul, and both vowed to take it all. Fate, fate, both took the bait and tried to stake their claim til nothing more remained. Fool’s gold bought and sold, all for show; darling, don’t you see you’re not that strange? Wait, wait, the game goes on. Come and find me now, the door is open. Shame, shame, both took the blame for the weight of the everyday, for being led astray. Time, time, took a little time, road ahead was sure to wind, just like a tongue gets tied. Bone, bone, blood and stone, this much I know; darling, don’t you see we’re built the same? Wait, wait, the game goes on. Come and find me now, the door is closing. Can’t you hear her calling? Can’t you hear her singing sweetly? Finally, they set it free. It found its way back to me, carved a name in my family tree. Bone, bone, blood and stone, this much I know; darling, don’t you see we’re built the same? Wait, wait, the game goes on. Come and find me now, the door is closing. Can’t you hear me calling? Can’t you hear me singing sweetly? Love has finally found you.
Track Name: Tried & True
If I could hold you in my arms for one more night and whisper everything that’s tried and true, would it finally make things right or set them back alight? Does it matter what I do? Hold on, not so fast, I can’t answer if you don’t ask; we let it go on and on. Nothing meaningful can last if we let the past keep holding on. If I call will you pick up at all? Do whatever works for you. If you answer I just might shed a little light, quit hiding in plain view. Hold on, not so fast, I can’t answer if you don’t ask; we let it go on and on. Nothing beautiful can last if we let the past keep holding on. I don’t really have the words to say, never any rhyme or reason. Wouldn’t you just blame me anyway? I don’t really have the words to say, never any rhyme or reason. Wouldn’t you just blame me anyway? We both know there’s one of two ways this can go, and either way you say I’m bound to lose, but if you turn away in spite of all I’ve said tonight I hope you’re wearing your walking shoes. Hold on, not so fast, I can’t answer if you don’t ask; we let it go on and on. Nothing beautiful can last if we let the past keep holding on. There’s never any rhyme or reason, never any rhyme or reason.
Track Name: Born to Break
I try to wish it all away, pray that tomorrow looks like yesterday. When the spirit moves me, I’ll be born anew, can’t see what’s coming but I know what I have to do: lay down my burdens, mend my worrying ways; nothing’s for certain, everything must change. Everything is born to break. Now can’t you see I’m down on my knees? I’m begging you please! Give me something that can ease my mind, free me from this misery. I’m underneath your spell, fishing in your wishing well. Lay down my burdens, mend my worrying ways, one thing’s for certain, nothing stays the same, no, everything is born to break. Everything is born to break.
Track Name: Good Graces
Closing up shop for the end of days, I shook out the rugs and drew the shades, wondering if this life I made was just a distraction, but I pay no attention pay it no mind, it’s better than nothing, take it in stride, everything’s as it should be, I’m just part of the scenery, waiting on a new pair of hired hands to put a spin on my suffering, pin the blame on the back of another man. I resigned myself to my lot in life, tried to use up what little was left, but I paid a steep price going under the knife, came out looking like somebody else: a victim of circumstance nursing my pride, cursing the taste of it one last time, hanging on hoping that things were gonna get better, waiting on a new pair of hired hands to put a spin on my suffering, pin the blame on the back of some other man. Is it true what they say, has it all been in vain? Have we failed what we set out to do? In the dust and the haze did a prayer go astray winding its way back into your good graces, oh, why?
Track Name: White Elephant
Don’t leave mad if there’s nowhere left to go. You’ll never tear anybody from an illusion anyhow. Skip back. Skip back to when you used to know you had to see somebody a little further down the road. Skip back. Skip back. Where else could you go? You had to see somebody a little further down the road. Skip back. Skip back to what you used to know. You’ll never tear anybody from an illusion anyhow. No, it’s not like that, I’m on the level, now I’m back on track, heading down another path. I’m going back where I belong. Don’t leave mad, tell me what else do you know? How to believe in somebody? How to believe in someone? If you can’t get it back, and there’s nowhere left to go, you ought to see somebody a little further down the road. No, it’s not like that, I’m on the level, now I’m back on track, heading down another path. I’m going back where I belong.