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Beach Day in Black and White

by Sado-Domestics

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1.
I don’t like you You don’t like me But it’s cold outside On this we agree We’re not really a thing Just a little winter coating From Halloween To Valentine’s Day Love is blind Or so they say It’s kinda like an Alford Plea Innocent and guilty Oh! Winter Coating Winter Coating Winter Coating Nights are long Days don’t last When springtime comes We’ll be over fast But it’s not like it’s World War Three Just a little winter coating Oh! Winter Coating Winter Coating Winter Coating
2.
What do I do if it’s lonely like people are crying and begging for Their piece of the pie The urge is surreal The surge will reveal Milk down the drain The smell of crooked rain Oh cry, cry, cry Don’t get you anywhere And everyone says You’re a lie, lie, lie No one listens Anymore The time that we had It wasn’t so bad A beach day in black and white The shadows were outtasite The past is auxiliary The future’s a burning tree Wherever there’s wood to burn The future will be Oh cry, cry, cry Don’t get you anywhere And everyone says You’re a lie, lie, lie No one listens Anymore If I could get in the wind You know that I would If I could get in the wind You know that I should If I could get in the wind You know that I would If I could get in the wind I’d get in it good
3.
Move On 03:07
Stuck in the mud How did we end up here? Thought I walked for miles Memory shades the truth, my dear The light it breaks through clouds Never know when I’m up or down Your music makes me sigh Remember past loves, lullaby Same old dance Same old song Move on You said, “I’m sorry” I cut you slack I hit the wall You hit it back The more I learn The less I know Oh, how I’ve tried To let it go You can’t see What is wrong Move on You can’t see What is wrong Move on You can’t see What is wrong Move on
4.
Get out of my yard Don’t you come here no more Out of my yard Don’t you come here no more I don’t wanna see what you’ve gotta say I just wanna hear you walking away Out of my yard Don’t you come here no more Little girl in that dress so gold Tells herself she never will get old Breeze right by, she likes to say Then one day you’re gone to stay Little girl in that dress so gold Get out of my yard Don’t you come here no more Get out of my yard Don’t you come here no more I don’t wanna see what you’ve gotta say I just wanna hear you walking away Out of my yard Don’t you come here no more Can’t you see what you mean to me? Can’t you see what you mean to me? You mean so much, it hurts so bad When you’re gone I’ll only be glad Can’t you see what you mean to me? Get out of my yard Don’t you come here no more Get out of my yard Don’t you come here no more I don’t wanna see what you’ve gotta say I just wanna hear you walking away Get out of my yard Don’t you come here no more Out of my yard Don’t you come here Out of my yard Out of my yard Don’t you come here Out of my yard Out of my yard Don’t you come here Out of my yard Out of my yard Out of my yard
5.
I am a mountain That grew so high A cliffhanger Hanging in the sky Where we collided Shift and moan weather changes At the drop of a dime It’s true Near the water Feel the swell rain's a comin And an old church bell trumpets play Middle of the night I heard you praying Am I losing my mind? It’s true My hands were bound My heart in tatters I finally found a way to put it back together You come around here Like a little lamb But I know what’s coming All that fire and hell It’s true What to do? We sleep inside this nest we made with dead flowers We weave the web we've made Inside volcanoes pulse and moan I want to stay here Will we ever be able to Break the spell It’s true What to do? I am a mountain That grew so high I am a mountain That grew so high I am a mountain That grew so high I am a mountain That grew so high I am a mountain That grew so high I am a mountain That grew so high I am a mountain That grew so high I am a mountain That grew so high I am a mountain
6.
Strip malls and bus stations Laundromats and bars Easier to fake it Than to tell ‘em who you are Every conversation Felt so good and wrong I’ll be coming back, but I won’t be staying long We’ve been caught in a storm of our own making Guided by the way things used to be Lotta work for losin’ But that’s all right with me Every moment is a memory A powerful omission Truth that tells a lie Going magnet fishin’ Beneath blue earthquake lights Ribbons and umbrellas Ghosts and butterflies Spooked a horse in Memphis You could see it in his eyes We are lost in a dream of our own making Guided by the way things used to be Lotta work for losin’ But that’s all right with me Every moment is a memory Every moment is a memory Every moment is a memory
7.
Bury It 03:07
What am I supposed to do now? I bury it all deep, deep down This makes no sense to me Supposed to be buried in the ground by now But you keep coming back I gotta figure it out A puzzle in my head I need some kind of relief Get me out of this town Put me in your bed I know that won’t solve a thing You can try to explain it The wound heals over Eventually My imagination Telling stories that don’t belong to me Go and give it to her Take the easy way out I’m floating in the water I let my own self down Let go of the wheel now Spinning round and round Your chord keeps pulling my legs Trying to keep me down Like it can be saved Everyone has to lose to gain They say the doors will swing open Here we go again
8.
Krewe of Dreux, nineteen eighty-two Four-plex on the corner, Prentiss Avenue Chilly Gentilly Holiday Get up in the morning, have your own parade Sacks of oysters and a whole lot of fun Every kinda party favor under the sun Hittin' it hard Keepin’ the peace No one had to worry much about the police Second Line Social, Cosmic Debris Smiled at the people Caught a few beads Drank your way from bar to bar Whistlin’ past the graveyard and abandoned cars After well after dusk, you sashayed back Threw some darts Stepped on a crack Pulled them tube-socks up to your knees Went to bed without brushing your teeth When summer comes around again We’ll sing them drinking songs And think about the times we shared And where them times has gone When summer comes around again If you can’t sing along I’ll try to reach you one last time On the payphone At the Bacchus Lounge Something put you on the run Drove you to Montana Going to the Sun Left your wife and your daughter behind If only for the season while you borrowed time Made your mark on a whole new crew We sang and played and we sparked a few Wildwood Flower, End of the Line And quite a few numbers by ol’ John Prine Bad circulation Cholesterol too Never seemed to trouble you at quarter-past-two And when it all was said and done We parted as friends, said stay in touch And I kept that address Prentiss Avenue And payphone number for the Krewe of Dreux But the sign on the window says Permanently Closed Sign on the window Mmm Hmm When summer comes around again We’ll sing them drinking songs And think about the times we shared And where them times has gone When summer comes around again If you can’t sing along I’ll try to reach you one last time On the payphone At the Bacchus Lounge
9.
Meteorites 02:56
I guess you found another way To say the things you couldn’t say And the light from the window pane Begins to fade to black and gray Now your gaze is fixed and dangerous So I always look away No longer falling for false angels I won’t fall for the charade I guess you found another way To trap what little light remained In the darkness I heard her softly sing Rock-a-bye baby baby, baby, babe Now your gaze is fixed and dangerous So I always look away No longer falling for false angels I won’t fall for the charade A little box inside your brain Transmitting messages Can’t stay contained The tidal waves that push and pull me away, away, away, away And the towers fall like the baby in the cradle I held my arms out I always cry Catching stars That burn so bright Turn into meteorites In your eyes
10.
So many strains For the people Super Lemon Haze Sour Diesel Candy Jack Blue Dream Mango Trainwreck Platinum OG Be right back You’ll hardly miss me Just talking a walk With Jimmy No more need to go out back Get yourself a “Jimmy Pack” This is the church And this is the steeple So many strains For the people Tangerine Dream White Widow Blueberry Headband Grand Daddy Purple Be right back You’ll hardly miss me Just talking a walk With Jimmy Be right back You’ll hardly miss me Just talking a walk With Jimmy Be right back You’ll hardly miss me Just talking a walk…
11.
And the seasons change And the clocks rearrange I thought you’d be home by now All the Christmas lights Light up this town But without you around It’s just different somehow Well, you’re right I did it all wrong again But you’re haunting me just the same Beginnings, beginnings, beginnings And ends And the seasons change And the clocks rearrange I thought you’d be home by now It was all in my head Just a story I told Just to hold the candle light Blowing in the wind—can it reignite By the pale of the moonlight? All the Christmas lights Light up this town But without you around It’s just different somehow

about

All Music & Lyrics by Christopher Scott Gleason & Lucille Maria Bocchiaro (Lucy Martinez) Mule-in-a-Swamp Music (ASCAP) / Torito en la Jaula Music (ASCAP);

Except: Out of My Yard: Music & Lyrics by Jimmy Ryan / ©1995 Jim Ryan / Citrus Sanguine Music / BMI;

Engineered, Mixed, and Produced by Chris Gleason at Noise Floor Delirium, Roslindale, MA;

Lucy Martinez: Vocals, Guitar; Jimmy Ryan: Mandolin, Vocal on “Out of My Yard”; Eric Royer: Pedal Steel; Chris Gleason: Vocals, Guitar, and All Other Instruments.

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released October 25, 2023

Track-by-Track Credits:

1. Winter Coating (3:29)
Music & Lyrics by Chris Gleason
Mule-in-a-Swamp Music (ASCAP)
Lucy Martinez: Vocals
Chris Gleason: Vocals, Electric and Rubber Bridge Guitars, Bass, Organ, Percussion
©2023 Sado-Domestics

2. Get in the Wind (3:20)
Music & Lyrics by Chris Gleason
Mule-in-a-Swamp Music (ASCAP) and
Lucille Maria Bocchiaro
Torito en la Jaula Music (ASCAP)
Lucy Martinez: Vocals
Eric Royer: Pedal Steel
Chris Gleason: Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Piano, Organ, Percussion
©2023 Sado-Domestics

3. Move On (3:10)
Music & Lyrics by Chris Gleason
Mule-in-a-Swamp Music (ASCAP) and
Lucille Maria Bocchiaro
Torito en la Jaula Music (ASCAP)
Lucy Martinez: Vocals
Chris Gleason: Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Percussion
©2023 Sado-Domestics

4. Out of My Yard (4:54)
Music & Lyrics by Jimmy Ryan
Citrus Sanguine Music / BMI
Jimmy Ryan: Vocals, Mandolin
Lucy Martinez: Vocals
Chris Gleason: Backing Vocals, Guitars, Organ, Bouzouki, Bass, Percussion
©1995 Jim Ryan / Citrus Sanguine Music / BMI

5. Mountain Song (3:28)
Lucille Maria Bocchiaro
Torito en la Jaula Music (ASCAP)
Lucy Martinez: Vocals, Guitar
Chris Gleason: Guitar, Bass, Percussion
©2023 Sado-Domestics

6. Spooked a Horse (3:56)
Music & Lyrics by Chris Gleason
Mule-in-a-Swamp Music (ASCAP)
Lucy Martinez: Vocals
Chris Gleason: Vocals, Guitars, Piano, Bass, Percussion
©2023 Sado-Domestics

7. Bury It (3:09)
Music & Lyrics by Lucille Maria Bocchiaro
Torito en la Jaula Music (ASCAP)
Lucy Martinez: Vocals, Guitar
Chris Gleason: Tenor Banjo, Electric Guitar, Rubber Bridge Guitar, Organ, Bass, Percussion
©2023 Sado-Domestics

8. Bacchus Lounge (5:41)
Music & Lyrics by Chris Gleason
Mule-in-a-Swamp Music (ASCAP)
Lucy Martinez: Vocals
Eric Royer: Pedal Steel
Chris Gleason: Vocals, Guitars, Mellotron, Bass, Percussion
©2023 Sado-Domestics

9. Meteorites (2:59)
Music & Lyrics by Lucille Maria Bocchiaro
Torito en la Jaula Music (ASCAP)
Lucy Martinez: Vocals, Guitar
Chris Gleason: Guitar Effects, Bass, Percussion
©2023 Sado-Domestics

10. Take a Walk with Jimmy (4:26)
Music & Lyrics by Chris Gleason
Mule-in-a-Swamp Music (ASCAP)
Lucy Martinez: Vocals
Eric Royer: Pedal Steel
Jimmy Ryan: Mandolin
Chris Gleason: Vocals, Guitars, Organ, Bass, Percussion
©2023 Sado-Domestics

11. ‘Twas the Season (3:07)
Music & Lyrics by Lucille Maria Bocchiaro
Torito en la Jaula Music (ASCAP)
Lucy Martinez: Vocals, Guitar
Chris Gleason: Backing Vocals, Guitars, Organ, Keys, Bass, Percussion
©2022 Sado-Domestics

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Sado-Domestics Boston, Massachusetts

Sado-Domestics is the singing-songwriting partnership of Boston-based multi-instrumentalists Chris Gleason (Los Goutos, Noise Floor Delirium) and Lucy Martinez (Lucy and the Dreamers).

Hey, Oaxaca (2020) is the third release from Gleason-Martinez, following a side-project, Noise Floor Delirium's Still Around (2017), and Sado-Domestics' debut album, Two-Egg Scrambler (2013).
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