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Greener Pasture Blues

by The Lives of Famous Men

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1.
Got out, left town, and traveled east. Fled and hitched yourself to the Northernmost artery. And even though you had friends among the Hemlocks and the pines, You never were the type of person just to Stand idly by where you are. Yeah, where you are. No sense of home but you were free. Pictured yourself when you thought of Dean Moriarty. ‘Cause your right of passage was dust-jacketed In orange stripes Like every other twenty-something on the road To being defined by where you are. Watch out, kid has got a handle On a second-hand philosophy. And now he’s been lighting candles And driving with his hands off of the wheel. Trotting out your new Tao, Will it keep you in the here and now? Got out, left town, and traveled east. Fled and filled your head with scenes of Gotham fantasy. And despite the fact that you had half a plan And two months’ rent, You thought you finally had arrived at a place You could be content with where you are. Watch out, kid has got a handle On a second-hand philosophy. And now he’s been lighting candles And driving with his hands off of the wheel. Trotting out your new Tao, Will it keep you in the here and now?
2.
Reveling 03:05
Let’s make a break for the stairs, This Underground has got me brooding tirelessly. We’ll find a place to repair, Somewhere that we can get a glass of something cheap And argue over how to spell Dostoyevsky [Dostoevsky?] Before it’s morning and the whole cycle repeats. We’re allowed to be reveling In the in-between. We’re allowed to be reveling In the in-between. Let’s get out into the night, Under the engines of the jet-setting Elites, Tracing their path in blinking lights. Might not have status but a kid can always dream. Might not have dreams yet but I’m capable of sleep. Might not be sleeping but I didn’t think I’d be. We’re allowed to be reveling In the in-between. We’re allowed to be reveling In the in-between. In the in-between. In the in-between. In the in-between. Let’s get a train to Montrose, Back to the temporary place we keep our things. I know they’re all running local, I’m in no hurry, I just want to be moving In the direction of my mattress and box spring So I can lie there half awake, half awaiting. We’re allowed to be reveling In the in-between. We’re allowed to be reveling In the in-between. (In the in-between) We’re allowed to be reveling (We’re allowed to be) In the in-between. (In the in-between) We’re allowed to be reveling In the in-between.
3.
He wants a little brass ring Fastened to her finger. She wants him home ‘cause he wants to (Not ‘cause he needs to) be. They talk on his empty roads And her television shows. It goes, “Darling I miss you, When are you going to come home?” Darling I miss you, When are you going to come home? Darling I miss you, When are you going to come home? She picks up all his songs off the floor And neatly arranges them. A hiccup that won’t go away Though she denies it oxygen. She picks up with a sigh and a strain Every time he telephones. It goes, “Darling I miss you, When are you going to come home?” Darling I miss you, When are you going to come home? Darling I miss you, When are you going to come home? Darling I miss you, When are you going to come home? Darling I miss you, When are you going to come home Where your darling’s waiting at The door And her heart is wondering what It’s for While you’re out there wandering Other shores? Where’s your mind, kid? Darling I miss you, When are you going to come home? Darling I miss you, When are you going to come home? Darling I miss you, When are you going to come home? Darling I miss you, When are you going to come home? Darling I miss you, When are you going to come home?
4.
Another chime, another delay On the L, but that’s the MTA. I’m getting tired of delinquent trains, It might be time we switch to the 地铁. You and me in the PRC. Meridiem on my mind. Americans: we sure do love a divide. And as for PM2.5, You know we can just spend all day inside. You and me in the PRC. (You and me) You and me in the PRC. (You and me) You and me in the PRC. (You and me) You and me in the PRC. (You and me) You and me in the PRC. (You and me) You and me in the PRC. (You and me)
5.
Yuri 02:52
Yuri Yuri Yuri Yuri Yuri you Capture New York The way I could never do in words. Yuri Yuri Yuri Yuri you’re a talent Rare to this square Of IP thieves and used book dealers. Yuri Yuri Yuri Yuri Yuri you See water towers When we’re all looking down at our screens. So Yuri Yuri Yuri Yuri won’t you Draw me another? I think I’ve got 10 more here on me. When it all goes to embers ‘Cause the logic was “save the banks,” You’ll remember The life in the architecture. Yuri Yuri Yuri Yuri Yuri you Capture New York The way I‘d like to remember it. Yuri Yuri Yuri Yuri your perspective Blesses the crowd Of drug store patrons and hedge fund pricks. So Yuri Yuri Yuri Yuri won’t you Draw me another? I think I’ve got 10 more here on me. When you no longer render (Please don’t you throw) It a sight to behold, don’t throw (Out your paper) Pen and paper Out with the fountain water. And when it all goes to embers (When it all goes) ‘Cause the logic was “save the banks,” (Down to embers) You’ll remember The life in the architecture. When you no longer render (Please don’t you throw) It a sight to behold, don’t throw (Out your paper) Pen and paper Out with the fountain water. And when it all goes to embers (When it all goes) ‘Cause the logic was “save the banks,” (Down to embers) You’ll remember The life in the architecture.
6.
Scouring the back of an old Lonely Planet, Attempting to gather the publishing date. Our endangered address is seemingly absent. It’s from 10 years back, think we might be too late. Standing beneath a Parisian cathedral, Attempting to feel something larger than me. But all I can speak to are its Gothic details. I’m Lost like my heroes, oh well, c’est la vie. I’ve always heard that the knowledge we earn Isn’t commensurate with what we learn. That brings me here to the present concern: This might get the symptoms, but won’t be the cure. Climbing the steps of a Hunanese temple, Attempting to wrestle some clarity free. But sticks of incense are inadequate vessels For something ancestral but not to my tree. Searching for opposite pastures imbued With those reportedly vivid green hues. But I’m only finding one thing to be true: It’s all just a shade of the same old blues. It’s all just a shade of the same old blues. It’s all just a shade of the same old blues.
7.
Walk me around the block, The Village is finally quiet. Walk me around the block, It’s just us and the twilight. The bristle in the air, the thistle in my head, And all my non-sequiturs terribly wed. Won’t you walk me around the block? And to hell with the timing. ‘Cause we’ve got the time my love, We’ve got the type of love That keeps us going in circles All of the time. Walk me around the block, All of Christopher St is yours. Walk me around the block, All the locals have fled indoors To their partially scripted and furtive memoirs, Still cloaked in fiction and yet to bare all. We’ll peer through the windows of Three-story homes. I’d give you the town but I’ll Need it on loan while I Wait for my human interest to accrue. Besides, we’re not stable, We’re just passing through. And that’s fine ‘Cause we’ve got the time my love, We’ve got the type of love That keeps us going in circles All of the time. We’ve got the time my love, We’ve got the type of love That keeps us going in circles All of the time. We’ve got the time my love, We’ve got the type of love That keeps us going in circles (Going in circles) All of the time. We’ve got the time my love, We’ve got the type of love That keeps us going in circles All of the time.

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released November 10, 2023

Written and performed by Daniel Hall, Dylan Mandel, Andrew Totemoff, and Jason Wahto. Words by Daniel Hall. Additional songwriting on “Where You Are” and “Darling Come Home” by Ari Katcher. Additional performances on “Darling Come Home” and “Christopher St” by Jordan McLean and Smoota, and on “You and Me in the PRC” by Amy Miller-Mandel.

Produced, engineered, and mixed by Alex Newport at Future Shock Studio, Yucca Valley, CA. Additional engineering by Dylan Mandel at Berkeley Road Studios, Glenside, PA. Mastered by Carl Saff at Saff Mastering, Chicago, IL.

Art direction and design by Danny Parker, 9-7 Studios.

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Hailing from Alaska and based primarily in Los Angeles, The Lives of Famous Men draw on wide ranging musical traditions to create a sound all their own. This unique brand of art-pop makes for a danceable live performance that’s landed them on stages from MTV’s Campus Invasion Tour to Jimmy Kimmel Live! Their new album Greener Pasture Blues is out now. ... more

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