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one for the road

by brent martone

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1.
tysm 01:04
thank you for coming to the show i was kind of scared everyone would want to stay home so i practiced hard and i didn't write a song so im singing the first one that comes along here is the twenty-first song of the year i appreciate everyone coming with ears to lend and helping hands so thank you for coming once again i love to write the songs but it feels good to play them
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20,000' 02:15
sweet conditional love show me what youre afraid of and ill be yours when im enough sweet conditional love grey is gone those days we prayed for holding on to what we saved for. something small and not yet here sweet love theres always next year
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tangerine 03:51
4.
gonna take a holy war to figure me out then a couple hundred more to bring me down i wont i swear i wont let it happen, i wont i said i wont quit that bible thumping passage you pull to fill the bucket that has always been full i dont i swear i dont think its easy i dont i said i dont sit around perched on your throne wait on the massive masses to bring you their bones i wont i swear i wont wait forever with you i wont i said i wont extra-ordinary stories you tell not just the old sense the new one as well they're all just so basic youre pouring bull shit from your finger tips fuck the freedom if its keeping you down and if you want it man then you take the crown ive said all that i should we both saw how it fit me no good now everyone's a stranger everyone ive met and if im really such a good man whys there no one left blueprints in the basement cold and tactical and if im really making waves here why does no one ever call youve got such nice teeth aand lots of pretty things youve got such nice teeth and no one to eat
5.
wanting for nothing and hearing the birds sing highways at twilight and smoke from the chimney rest in my own be and waking up next to you your blood is so sure and i think i can be too but when im too drunk and lonesome and i sing out of key i cant play these songs right but it doesnt bother me because you love me simply bare-boned and pure when im at my worst i know its not easy i hide in my own world and hope you forgive me and it comes in waves of grace like sunlight after winter's spent his rage how you understand me and who i think i can be too when we have our house i n the country with room for your garden and a working fireplace i dont think ill care too much how the single sold or how we got so old if you still love me and if my temper should enter you laugh right in his face and send him retreating because he doesnt have a place here and i know when you kiss me you dont care who i used to be you love me simply bare-boned and pure
6.
i drank in hiding i placated soul i played for a sea of vacant faces in a plastic fog that young wisdom you come across when you feel all alone hide your face and let that fear control say what you mean say what you wont tell em something that youre scared you know baffle minds and crack the sky sing what you've sung all along hold the world youve never been alone this is the future that you warned us of no its not this is the you that they warned us of no it cant be this is the hell that they swore would come no its not this is the future that you warned us of my head keeps spinning pull out all the rules like who i am or what i cant say like words arent mine to chose the simplest of problems seems impossible to solve kill that voice it wasnt there at all
7.
cave dweller 03:20
whats to wonder as the ocean is blinding sunlights dancing and it held me there i want a lover who goes swimming in the city crowds around me and they cut my hair meta-thinkers in your pools of romance all your wisdom always sounds like shit conductors wear the suits and pull your strings i had a million and i let go of it i am an american centennial wastoid a cave dweller in the digital age waking up and it feels like dying i dont belong until i draw the shades but your eyes your eyes look just fine we braved the winter in a color cut blanket we drank the river til the river ran dry painted pete moss and the sweet smell of pine trees just kids out on the country side now im in manhattan on a monday morning i smoke a dozen and i still hate the taste i try to talk to people who dont like me and wonder what i gain from their distaste. i am an american centennial trainwreck writing songs the way they've always been waking up and it feels like dying was it me or was it something i said but your eyes your eyes look just fine
8.
got a pile a mile wide stacked on the desk a fresh shave and after balm in an old suit i just pressed 51 now the hard parts done states from penn yann a couple groups to avoid i think i called them friends once but its all for the best i made it out without being a drunk or killing myself i used to hop the fence every night run until my lungs were heaving dreaming i was driving all the cars gone by off to find something to believe in i did my time on the national line and i cam home clean lost a couple in the metal that swarmed and fed the rest to the factory but giving up arent words i use i went to work i burned my youth hitched up the first one i could and nine months later we had you i want boulevard bilss i want my own rules that white picket fence and skies that are so blue
9.
wait until the morning comes so nothing's overlooked friend yes im sure thats what youre called so sure i wont be wrong again oh i know its been so long but one by one things keep going wrong life is flat and so's the sky you once had filled with dreams man money's gone your friends moved on you still have no degree man oh i kow this cant happen to anyone as real as you but oh well. drink all day and marvel at the summer that you waistband stuff it in your pocket til its wrinkled up and tastes bad oh i know its ending faster than either of us imagined but oh well burnt the earth and killed the rain you watched it as it happened saw them ordinate the president the country bled red oh i know its out of your hands but what if maybe you took a stand
10.
crowd of kids with your hair all did man you look so nervous its all gravy til the moneys gone baby then its over with its all the same man those winds of change you bought us with its all gravy til the trucks stuck baby then its over with now i got $1.75 just smoked my last cigarette i hope that its for good this time morning breaks with a gin headache novacaine it was so easy when it felt worth keeping now its burdening im wide awake on a pointless day those suicide machines it was so easy when i felt like screaming now no one wants to dream i got $1 and 70 due ill just keep handling my own shit that no obne know im going through but im a canvas who's approval do i need i wrote a record and i fucked the whole company whats the matter now its shattered and its over givce it up man youre only getting older but you want to live in the golden age before the fall when all they said was sorry what you made just isnt good enough for us its a funny feeling when a dream you never owned gets stolen the promises you told yourself amount to shit and now its over this is the sound of a mind gone wild and violent blame it on whatever then take the parts of you you hate and hide it
11.
one final load of heaving timber broke the horses back now im a wreck treading water wearing my good clothes to bed in the old days id be bringing heat to a knife fight id be yelling blue in the face when the rain came down or grabbing for the heels of a western town but we don't have to sing to- gether no we dont have to think to- gether it all goes on and i wish it would stop
12.
last night i saw stars collide in a brilliant supernova that rained down golden skies and i wondered if their parents knew after all the hell that they went through what happens when stars collide do they keep all of the pictures, and wear each others tee shirts? do they owe each other money? what happens when stars collide do they dream of playing big league ball or just coming off the high do they count the days since they lost track of time could it burn forever would it kill you if it died do they talk about the good years do they talk at all do they owe each other money all that it takes to be is to do all that it takes to see is the truth and i can change when our work is over our world is over
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about

this record is for anyone who's ever fallen in love with a piece of blacktop while listening to a bon jovi record with the top down on a long lonesome night. you're never gonna see that same piece of pavement again. those cracks in the moonlight or the maggoty roadkill guts that fill them up. someone was born there, probably, and i intend to die there listening to that same sammy hagar song we used to together back in the old days when things were simpler and a man was allowed to marry inanimate pieces of man made stone. those were the days. the good old days. this is one for the road.


(I wrote, recorded and released one song every week for the first 6 months of 2017. these are some of my favorites.)

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released February 28, 2018

recorded in my bedroom
with cheap gear
while underemployed at a coffee shop

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brent martone Buffalo, New York

retired buffalo rock star releases records to the void

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