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THE SHELLEY WINTERS PROJECT went into WOOLLY MAMMOTH SOUND (The weeping behemoth has folded her tent. The catacomb rehearsal/label/studio so many have slogged away in for years is being torn to bits to make room for - you guessed it - condERminiums.) Anyhow SWP slid in there one long night and recorded 17 songs live. (Sir David Minehan crawled all over the place - ass in air - to get things right.) Overdubbed vocals and one or two bits of guitar, violin. Mixed when we could. In many ways it's SHELLEY's truest record. No other instruments or players took part save those last remaining: Meredith Cooper - violin. Jeff Muzerolle - drums. Noah Scanlan - bass. David Berndt - guitar. Berlin - Berlin. Realize it's been said before, but as far as this old lady's concerned, SHELLEY is her LAST BAND EVER. Will miss Mr. Minehan with all my heart. Less some big idea with big bucks wades into my life.

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released September 22, 2002

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Rick Berlin (now playing w/ THE NICKEL & DIME BAND) Jamaica Plain

A giant on the Boston music scene. His colorful songwriting + strong stage presence have influenced countless other artists since the early 1970s. He continues to make music w/ intelligence + integrity, building an international reputation around his knotty, singular piano playing, straight-from-the-heart singing and a style of character-based songwriting that's drawn comparisons to Waits + Cohen ... more

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Track Name: Baseball Park
BASEBALL PARK

suckin on a daydream popsicle stick
sticky in my hand
get rid of it quick
blue sky darkens n the big drops fall
like middle eastern bullets
makin blood marks on a wall
+ a temporary lover write a chocolate poem on a
lampshade silouette
watch her shoulders shake like the prettiest girl
in that Mexican movie roadtrip
crying + cuming at the same time,
you wonder
what’s it gonna be tonight?

I really want t know you

helium voices crack a window pane
+ a Star Wars kid s cuttin lines o cocaine
fire up a baby carriage throw it off the roof
it's rainin out but you dont care yr heart is bullet proof
you see what I see yes I think you do
but ya never can be sure
cuz it’s hot t be cool
at least yr feelin something
like a baseball park on the tip of yr finger

I really want t know you I really wanna see you tonight
will ya mess me up ...real good?

yr heart in my hand like a kick drum in a band
ricochet down a wire like a walkie talkie tin can
I think Im getting stupider
like a disco boy on a brand new drug

I really want t know you I really wanna see you tonight

you see what I see yes I think you do
but ya never can be sure
cuz it’s hot t be cool
at least yr feelin something
like a baseball park on the tip of yr finger

I really want to know you
I really want to see ya tonight
Track Name: Hit In The Face
Hit In The Face

streets i walk in the neon night
tattoo n lip rings cigret jes right
nail in the tongue eyes outa sight
studs jes so + pants too tight
im thinkin i know what’s wrong with these kids
it ain’t that h’es stupid ‘s that he’s never been hit
in the face

he’s sittin w/ her but she lookin at me
im just here drinkin not much to see
he size me up you know what I mean?
but i got that thing i reel her in clean
im thinkin i know what’s wrong with this kid
it ain’t that he’s stupid ‘s that he’s never been hit
in the face

happend t me jes after school
turned 14 cocky + cool
three kids jump me sit on my chest
think it turnd em on you know the rest
im thinkin i know what’s wrong with these kids
it ain’t that they’re stupid ‘s that they never been kissed
in the face

i wish they’d know what i knew as a kid
gettin hit in the face + what it did
freedom r manhood r a saving grace
the smell of life in the blood you taste
amen

well i don’t know much but i do know this
i aint scared o nuthin cuz i been hit
right here you can touch it yll see what i mean
my chin my nose my eyes my spleen
i think i know
what you want from me
what you want from me
what you want from me
ya wanna be hit
ya wanna be hit
ya wanna be hit
ya wanna be hit
Track Name: Jeila
JEILA

the darker the night
the brighter the stars
hey it’s only yr pain
it’s not who you are
+ ya wish things wr different
+ it makes ya mad
it makes ya mad
oh baby
impossibly lonely

yr surrounded by friends
but you go home alone
to yr laundry-filled room
bright eyes in the mirror
+ yr scared yr boy crazy
+ it makes ya mad
it makes ya mad
oh baby
unbearably lonely

Jeila don ya worry
Jeila don be sad
Cuz yr pretty + ya paint cool pictures
+ ya come from Iran
oh oh oh

ya smoke too much
+ you puked last night
+ yr girlfriend’s got a boyfriend
there’s no end in sight
so ya wanna be tough
+ it makes ya mad
it makes ya mad
oh baby
unreachably lonely

Jeila don ya worry
Jeila don be sad
Cuz yr pretty + ya paint cool pictures
+ ya come from Iran
oh oh oh

ya gotta believe

Jeila don ya worry
Jeila don be sad
Cuz yr so pretty + ya paint cool pictures...
Track Name: Buddha
BUDDHA

it's a sad, sad world
it's a sad, sad world
+ i am just pretending
to be good
inscrutable mona lisa
in the hood

it's a blue, blue sky
it's a blue, blue sky
faces as transparent
as rain on a pane of glass
it's a blue, blue sky

i am the buddha
i am the buddha

it's a cold, cold night
it's a cold, cold night
outa work + outa love
standing single file
it's a cold, cold night

i am the buddha
i am the buddha
i am the buddha
i am the buddha
Track Name: Average Guy
AVERAGE GUY

Im just an average guy
Livin’ beyond my means
Fallin’ in love between the cracks
Fallin’ in love between the cracks
Back to back

Pour me another beer
How do I get there from here?

Im just an average guy
Livin’ beyond my means
Fallin’ in love between the cracks
Fallin’ in love between the cracks
Back to back

I don’t care for a pretty face
Just someone who can run my race

They say that I lack ambition
But that’s just my ammunition

Im just an average guy
Livin’ beyond my means
Fallin’ in love between the cracks
Fallin’ in love between the cracks
Back to back
Back to back
Back to back
Back to back
Track Name: Green St.
GREEN ST

theres a house
in the middle of a street
hey ya jes might miss it if you weren’t lookin
but it ain’t tryin t be discrete
people go there
put up their feet
+ yr never sure who lives there
r which one is pete?
but you don’t care yr jus stoppin’ by
f beer

house on green st
s really something good
like a hippie but not really
like a beatnik youve misunderstood

they only listen t lps
got this peacock on the wall
drink wine out of a cereal box
standin 10 stories tall
+ ya wish it was yr place
but ya know that this can’t last
love that good’s forever lost as a thing
of the past

house on green st
s really something fine
like a house that ran away from home
a miner squintin’ up from the mine

stay up all night
on cheap alcohol
kid in the yard w/ a beat up guitar
tryin’ t write a song
one shoe off, one shoe on
dreamin of India, or maybe Ceylon
it’s the United State I like
cuz it ain’t like a country
at all

house on green st
s really something swell
like a 40s chain gang dustbowl tune
like a distant ringing bell

there’s feeling
that sneaks up on you
when you’re sure
when you’re sure
that you r not alone...anymore
Track Name: Nothing
Nothing

i like it when nothing happens
+ things go on forever

dreamed of a kiss
scary + true
fell off a boat
into the blue
wake up sad
but i was happy too
kissin’ would be cool
but it would never
do

i like it when nothing happens
+ things go on forever

my best friend in high school
close too this day
die for the kid
he knows how to stay
locked up in honesty
he tells me - ok?
he wanted me he did
but wr better off
hands off
stayin’ away

i like it when nothing happens
+ things go on forever

stay connected
unmolested
fantasy is real
im emotional junkie
its not even funny
my fix you can not steal

i like it when nothing happens
+ things go on forever
Track Name: The Knife
The Knife

Wr gettin outa here
we can’t take it
been here 1 too many yrs
Wr gettin outa here
We can’t shake it
this culture of fear

big brother is watching
w/ newspaper eyes
the cell is a sleeper
on the knife

Wr gettin outa here
we can’t take it
been here 1 too many yrs
Wr gettin outa here
We can’t shake it
this culture of fear

circle the wagons
w/ crime on the rise
number one w/ a bullet
kid, get outa here
‘fore they ask ya t fall
on the knife

old men run th show again
sending young kid off t war
blood all over their wrinkled hands
they tell ya what yr fighting for
they tell ya what yr fighting for

Wr gettin outa here
we can’t take it
been here 1 too many yrs
Wr gettin outa here
We can’t shake it
this culture of fear
Track Name: La Dolce Vita
LA DOLCE VITA

Just outa work
Drivin 2 LA
A party in Allston
Beer on the way
Pull to stop light
Kids on the lamb
Skateboards + cops … I
Crack open a can

Off to the right
From a Yellow Cab
Miles of woman
In slo motion, man
The way she moved
Like Divine
Her ass: right/left…right

La Dolce Vita
Get out of a cab
Anita Ekberg
In a dress
That could shatter…glass

Thing of it was
When she got out
She shivered r something
Her breasts flipped out
But she was so cool
With a casual shrug
Better than Sex
In The City

La Dolce Vita
Get out of a cab
Anita Ekberg
In a dress
That could shatter…glass

Everyone held their breath
Not a sound was heard
Just high heels on asphault
Like a single perfect word
Track Name: Depth Charge
Depth Charge

if im gonna write a song
bout you
better get drunk
if im gonna write a song
bout you
better be drunk
better be

when i watch you yr eyes say
here i am
when you watch me you read a question
pour me another one when ya can

yr mama she paint pictures ah ah
+ they’re happy as can be
but my god ya really hate them so much
cuz they say nuthin
bout her history
they say nuthin
that could set her free

ya wanna be my
ya wanna be my
ya wanna be my
friend

ya met her in a bar in Spain
+ she knew you right away
+ she pushed you to the edge
of being terrified
by the depthcharge
in yr head

lookin at you
lookin at me
lookin at you
lookin at me
waiting to try
anything

ya wanna be my
ya wanna be my
ya wanna be my
friend

if im gonna write a song
bout you
better get drunk
if im gonna write a song
bout you
better be drunk
Track Name: Undiscovered Star
Undiscovered Star

i
am an independant film
+ you
my undiscovered star
we never had
anything anyway
that wasn’t
already ours

scratch beneath the surface
interrogate a soul
there’s a story there can break yr heart
if ya take the time t know
she’s never just a waitress
she’s never just a geek
she’s never just a power suit
loves Jesus secretly oh oh oh oh

chorus

I pass you on the street
yr whole life walking by
Id sooner get a light from you
than some deeper kind of ‘hi’
move shyly up yr t-shirt
+ slowly to yr face
something says yr real shook up
yr pain is my disgrace oh oh oh oh

chorus
Track Name: Pretty Good Line
PRETTY GOOD LINE

I don't like his band
He don't like mine
Don't like his friends
Told 'em to fuck off
I thought it was
a pretty good line
at the time

He complains that the
grass I smoke makes me
stupid & I told him
you got a little bit of a drinking problem
I thought it was
a pretty good line
at the time

He's silent but deadly
& I am loud
he bares my sarcasm
like a shroud
He says I got my head up my ass
I thought it was
a pretty good line
at the time

It's no joke
my feet held to the fire
I screen his smoke
around him I'm still
a pretty good
liar & defender
of the Zone
we hold

He tells me lately he's addicted to sex
he can't get enough
& I tell him
you fuck all the time but the problem is
you don't FEEL anything
I thought it was a pretty good line
at the time

He's in pain
when he's in love, poor boy
he's a masochist & I say
your tits are in the ashtray
that's all it is
I thought it was
a pretty good line
at the time