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Old Fashioned

by John Statz

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sophie I have a soft spot for this album. It's been with me awhile, and every so often, I revisit it and it feels like pulling on a blanket and settling in. It got me through some tough school finals and at least one breakup. Distance is particularly good, and I find myself quoting 1898 and Tired of Telephones a lot. Favorite track: Distance.
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1.
Distance 03:03
Well the farm lights off in the distance flicker, and you're driving home on the 94. The band on the stereo, begging you to listen, but your mind is stuck on the night before. When the summer's half gone and you've beat it to death, and the days come and go like the feeling in your chest. Don't you think about what you almost had, suitcase and telephones ain't bad. Mmmmmm, and you're up all night. Mmmmmm. Mmmmmm, and you're up all night. Mmmmmm. And the drive was short, 'cause you weren't really thinking 'bout the road, its straight, but your brain is a twisting. And the red lights have all started looking, like the landing strip if the plane mistook it. Mmmmmm, and you're up all night. Mmmmmm. Mmmmmm, and you're up all night. Mmmmmm. You told me you'd be trouble, you were right, you were right, and the devil's in the distance, in the night, in the night... Ooooooooo....
2.
Honest 03:47
Well these days are going fast, and living hard is going out of style. Well I know that you probably aren't missin' me, honey, but me, I can't say the same of you. I don't care where you've been, or how long you'll stay away. Well I know we are taught to be unhappy, just don't take that lesson too far. Chorus: I was honest, I was honest, I was honest all my days. Honest and that's all that I can say. When you stayed over and ran out early, I just chalked it up to one night and laughed. Well maybe you didn't mean to slip out in the morning, you just didn't want to wake me. (chorus) Bridge: When the nights have all grown too long, and the notes have drifted away, well you've got me stuck like a fork in a socket, holding on 'cause I can't let go if I wanted. And now I'm a-headed out of town, just when you're supposed to be back. I'm sorry that I'll be missin' you, honey, I just trust that I'll see you down the line. (chorus)x2
3.
1898 03:08
It was carnival, 1898, when they blew up the Maine in Havana. The young across the country, they all called for blood, but the elders they remembered. 'Cuz they'd fought a Civil War, they'd seen the bodies piled. They were in no rush to send young men to die. But them yellow journalists, they got the nation riled, and the war drums kept on a-beatin'. Chorus: The world it never knew what hit, the American century begun, and that short, little war that they had themselves with Spain, Old Glory never was the same, oh, after 1898. Well they raced the Riders down, was Teddy at the helm, and they set their sails for Cuba. Was Dewey in the east, with his white, shining fleet, and he took them Philippines in a day. (Chorus)
4.
I'll turn off the TV It's killing us, we never speak There's a radio in the corner It's dying to make us see So give me soft, soft static With a human voice underneath And we can both get old fashioned Put the brakes on these fast, fast wheels Oh let's get old fashioned Back to how things used to be If I get old, old fashioned Would you get old, old fashioned with me? Put the wall clock in the top drawer Turn off the lights so we can see We will waltz across the carpet 1-2-3-2-2-3 So give me the soft, soft static Of the open fire and the shuffle of our feet We can both get old fashioned Do it like they did in '43 Oh let's get old fashioned Back to how things used to be If I get old, old fashioned Would you get old, old fashioned with me? So give me soft, soft static We won't need no electricity If we both get old fashioned We won't have to rely on memory Oh let's get old fashioned Back to how things used to be If I get old, old fashioned Would you get old, old fashioned with me?
5.
Writhing in your sleep, like all your best intentions. Winning all the songs, you get all the mentions. Sitting, thinking on last night, writing you a message. We drank a little too much wine, another best intention. I am up in Jamestown, you are down in Denver. When the evening's gig is over, I'll be back to take you home. Windy, sideways rain, late night's own invention. I'll drive home too fast, my own best intention. Driving back from Jamestown, back to you in Denver. When I turn off 25, I'll be back to take you home.
6.
Baltimore 04:03
I've been in love a time or two,  but none of the others love like you do.  And the miles ain't nothin' that I can't afford,  but still I am missing, you, Baltimore.  Baltimore, oh Baltimore,  I've never been, but I drove past once,  on my way to D.C., and now four years later,  Baltimore are you thinking of me.  My love, my love lies in the east,  drinking her cocktail she thinks of me,  and I don't worry 'bout what's in store,  'cause my love is waiting in Baltimore.  Baltimore, oh Baltimore,  I've never been, but I drove past once,  on my way to D.C., and now four years later,  Baltimore are you thinking of me.  Now I've been holed up in this western town,  writing and drinking and walking around.  And I had been pining for the loves of lore,  but none can compare to my Baltimore.  Baltimore, oh Baltimore,  I've never been, but I drove past once,  on my way to D.C., and now four years later,  Baltimore are you thinking of me.
7.
Chorus: We could make this place our own, and I'm so tired of telephones. Stay awhile and rest your bones, this lonely heartsick needs you home. It's been half a year, the mercury has dropped. Winter lasts too long, and I've been, Waiting for you dear. I'm a patient man, but I've filled a page or two, with thoughts on how impatient I get, when I think of you... waiting to see you. (chorus) I still mark the days, it helps me pass the time. Winter's end, it brings good news, it will be just fine... it will all be fine. (chorus) Well we could make this town our home, and I'm sick and tired of bags and telephones, stay with me and rest your bones, and we could make this place our own.
8.
Way out west the grass is brown, and I live too close to downtown. When I'm homesick my mind goes, drifting back to green meadows. Going back to green meadows... The kids they like to run and chase, the chickens on those summer days. Picking pumpkins in the fall, early morning rooster's call. Calling green meadows, going back to green meadows... Well winter time's end is near, won't you come with me my dear. Back to where that tall grass grows, going back to green meadows. Going back to green meadows...
9.
Heavy smog hung over east, where three rivers came to meet, United Steel could not compete. Now its a sad rust belt city, Pittsburgh lost to 'cross the sea. On the banks of Lake Erie, where the river's flames burned free, all the people they did flee. Another sad rust belt city, Cleveland burned and so did we. Hark back the glory days, when steel mills paid a living wage. But now the nation only sees, between the sea and shining sea, a trail of sad rust belt cities. Down the trail, down the stream, will our cities still shimmer dreams? Or will they dry up from underneath? Like Cleveland, Pittsburgh, Cincinnati, another sad rust belt city, another sad rust belt city
10.
To My Dismay 03:06
On my mother's front porch, In the month of May You just looked so happy, To my dismay. to my dismay. And the measles came back, and then they went away, but you were always laughing, to my dismay. to my dismay. Sitting by the ice, covering the bay, you would always break it, to my dismay. to my dismay.

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released January 24, 2012

Released by Yer Bird Records

Produced by Bo Ramsey

John Statz: vocals, acoustic guitar, banjo
Bo Ramsey: vocals, electric guitar, weissenborn
Jeremiah Nelson: vocals, electric guitar, acoustic guitar, mandolin, lap-steel
Matt Donoghue: upright bass
Pieta Brown: vocals
Bob Black: banjo

Recorded by John Svec at Minstrel Recording Studios in Iowa City, IA – August 23-26 2011

Mixed by Tom Tucker at Waterbury Studios, Minneapolis, MN
Assisted by Eric Blomquist

Mastered by Alex McCollough at Yes Master, Nashville

Cover Art & Package Design by Jeremiah Nelson

All songs written by John Statz © Mountain Songs Music (BMI), except:

~ “Old Old Fashioned” by Hutchison/Hutchison/Kennedy, Domino Publishing Co. of America, INC. / BMI (As performed by Frightened Rabbit)
~ “To My Dismay” by John Statz (BMI) & Rick Franz

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One of the more prolific thirty-something songwriters working in the Folk/Americana genre today, John Statz has released nine studio albums and performed all over North America and Europe over the course of his fourteen-year career. The Boston Globe has called John’s music "electric, urgent folk; aching, sweet country-rock" ... more

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